Mr. Lu, Mr. Su is being coquettish again!

Su Nanqin frowned, then he remembered that this was one of his "little lovers".

act recklessly.

No one dares to come directly to Su Nanqin's house to confront him; that's the rule. Su Nanqin can summon them at will and dismiss them at will, but they cannot come to him.

His face darkened, and he was about to reprimand him.

The man, oblivious to his own mortality, said, "Brother Nan, you said you'd call me last time, it's been so long, I kind of miss you..."

……

Even if Lu Fang was slow to react, he would understand what was going on now.

His face was frighteningly grim as he turned to look at Su Nanqin.

Su Nanqin originally intended to reprimand the person first, send them away, and then teach them a lesson later.

But when he met Lu Fang's stormy gaze, his dark eyes stared at him without blinking.

His heart tightened instinctively, and he was momentarily unsure whether to explain or scold the person first.

With a "bang!", Lu Fang opened the door and got out of the car.

Su Nanqin's heart tightened at the impact, and he instinctively wanted to follow and explain.

As soon as he got out of the car, his "little lover" grabbed his clothes.

They wouldn't let him leave no matter what, the atmosphere was tense, and Su Nanqin's eyes were almost overflowing with murderous intent.

But when that person saw Lu Fang leave in anger, he thought he could stay tonight: "Brother Nan, pay attention to me. Look at him. Brother Nan never used to date someone with such a bad temper."

Su Nanqin looked at him, and when he heard him mention Lu Fang's bad temper, his eyes turned even colder.

However, he didn't press the matter further, but instead pretended to coax her, saying, "Yes, she has too much of a temper and doesn't know what's good for her."

The last half of the sentence was almost uttered through gritted teeth.

"He dared to mess with Brother Nan, he deserves to be taught a lesson." The man got more and more excited as he spoke.

Su Nanqin watched the direction Lu Fang had left, her heart filled with anxiety, but she quickly regained her composure: "He deserves a lesson. Why don't you go inside and wait for me?"

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, the man immediately obeyed and went into the villa.

Before the person even went inside, Su Nanqin, with a gloomy face, called his bodyguard to help the person.

A scream of "Ah!"

Su Nanqin looked gloomy and thought he was courting death; he deserved to be taught a lesson.

He hurriedly ran towards Lu Fang's direction, and from a distance he saw Lu Fang leaning against the garden railing with a cigarette in his mouth.

He was both roguish and handsome, his entire being shrouded in smoke and hidden in the moonlight, with a very low air pressure around him.

Su Nanqin was actually very scared. He was afraid that Lu Fang would scold him, but he was also afraid that even if Lu Fang scolded him, he wouldn't be willing to scold him.

Nothing actually happened between him and that person, but the person came to his house. Will Lu Fang reply?

Su Nanqin no longer possessed the powerful aura he had displayed in front of outsiders.

He took a deep breath and walked over, a little nervous, his index finger clenched tightly.

He walked up to Lu Fang, lowered his head, and crossed his arms, his eyelashes trembling slightly like a child who had done something wrong and didn't know what to do.

Lu Fang casually placed his long legs, peering at him through the smoke. He clearly looked pitiful.

He recalled the man's expectant calls of "Brother Nan, Brother Nan" and felt as if his internal organs were being burned by fire.

This incredibly delicate person in front of me is afraid of drinking hot water, afraid of being hurt by anything heavy, and wants a hug when she's upset. Yet, she acts like that in front of others.

How could he believe it?! How could he believe it?!

Seeing his dark face, Su Nanqin took the initiative to admit her mistake: "Lu Fang...I...he..."

He was a little nervous because Lu Fang was really fierce, even more so when he wasn't talking. He was even more afraid that Lu Fang would abandon him.

They can't even speak clearly anymore.

Lu Fang looked down at him, his tone cold and devoid of any emotion: "Keep pretending. I'm listening to whatever explanation you have in mind."

"I didn't." Su Nanqin raised his head, but when he met Lu Fang's eyes, which were filled with disappointment, he sadly lowered his head again.

Feeling wronged.

He usually thought Lu Fang was cute, but now seeing Lu Fang's aggrieved look made Lu Fang angry.

"What a pretentious act!" He stubbed out his cigarette, grabbed Su Nanqin's chin, and forced him to look up at him, his tone fierce. "What else do you have to say? Judging from the way he was talking, there's more than one, right? Hmm? Come on, tell me, which number am I to you? Hmm?"

Lu Fangxiong's brows were furrowed, and he looked like he was about to jump up and hit someone at any moment.

Lu Fang's grip was heavy, and Su Nanqin cried out in pain, "Ah!" Lu Fang showed no mercy and pinched her hard.

When Su Nanqin met Lu Fang's disappointed eyes and heard his words, a deep, tingling pain welled up in her heart.

"Which one? Hmm? You can't remember, can you? Why aren't you saying anything? You're just pretending to be wronged. You've used this good-looking face to deceive people quite a bit, haven't you? Maybe you're already rotten to the core."

Lu Fang got angrier and angrier as he spoke, and he couldn't control his words.

He thought about the envious look that person had given Su Nanqin, and wondered how many other people had looked at Su Nanqin with that same look.

Will Su Nanqin also act coquettishly in their arms like she does with herself?

The thought of Su Nanqin's docile and affectionate manner in someone's arms made him want to tear Su Nanqin to pieces and teach him the consequences of deceiving him.

Su Nanqin seemed incredulous that Lu Fang would say such a thing, and was almost in tears, but her words were weak and feeble: "I didn't... Lu Fang... I'm sorry..."

He grabbed Lu Fang's clothes, trying to calm Lu Fang down. When Lu Fang heard him apologize, his blood boiled.

She pushed him away, yelling, "Don't touch me! You disgust me!"

Su Nanqin was thin and weak. Lu Fang pushed him to the back of the flower bed, and he quickly pricked his hand, from which a fine layer of blood oozed.

He looked up at Lu Fang in disbelief and disbelief, his hand throbbing with pain.

"I didn't..." Su Nanqin was almost in tears.

Lu Fang actually said those things to him and even pushed him...

Lu Fang walked away without looking back, but before he had even gone a step, his legs disobeyed him and he walked back.

When Su Nanqin saw him return, his eyes lit up.

Lu Fang didn't leave; she didn't abandon him...

He was terrified of being abandoned. No one in this world loved him, especially if even Lu Fang didn't want him...

Looking at Su Nanqin, whose hands were covered in blood, Lu Fang thought to himself, "I'm the one who threw him, I'm just here to watch."

It's not for this habitual liar.

His tone was cold: "Can you even get up?"

"I can..." Su Nanqin was afraid that Lu Fang would leave again, so she tried to get up by supporting herself on the ground, but her palms were embedded with pebbles, and every movement caused excruciating pain, and her brows were furrowed together.

Lu Fang couldn't stand it, so he swept him up in a princess carry and carried him into the villa. Lu Fang was very fierce and his movements were rough. Su Nanqin subconsciously put his arm around Lu Fang's shoulder.

Upon entering, Lu Fang remained silent, his face grim as he applied medicine to Su Nanqin's wounds.

Su Nanqin endured the pain while observing Lu Fang's expression, like a child who had done something wrong.

In the past, if he had been injured, he would have clung to Lu Fang and acted like a spoiled child, waiting for Lu Fang to comfort and coax him.

But today he didn't dare. He sat quietly with his hand outstretched, not daring to say a word.