Chapter 17: What Are You Going to Do?
Lu Beichen saw Shen Congjun not far away, furrowed his brows, and carried Ji Niandong away.
His expression was extraordinarily cold, causing Shen Congjun's heart to tremble, but seeing things unfold as he had envisioned, a hint of joy arose in his heart.
The VIP elevator led directly to the hotel's luxurious presidential suite. Lu Beichen placed the person in his arms on the sofa, then irritably tugged at his tie.
Ji Niandong, seeing him like this, wiped her tears and moved back a step while sitting, her whole body exuding vigilance: "What are you going to do?"
Lu Beichen's hand paused, looking at the person in front of him, he sighed helplessly, sat opposite her, and lit a cigarette.
Ji Niandong realized at once that it was a misunderstanding on her part. She turned her head somewhat embarrassed, wiped her tears completely clean, then stood up and bowed to thank him: "Thank you for taking me away, I have something to do, I need to go first!"
The lavish presidential suite, a man and a woman alone in a room, the air was filled with a peculiar atmosphere, Ji Niandong's heart pounded with fear, traces of her crying still on her face, she looked at the man smoking on the sofa, waiting for him to speak.
The man leisurely exhaled smoke, flicked the cigarette with his index finger, the scarlet ash fell into the ashtray, turning dark in an instant, his actions smooth and elegant.
"Looking at your situation, Shen Congjun won't give you money, right? Desperate or just unwilling to marry me?" The man looked up at her, his eyes as dark as ink flickering with a different kind of light.