184: Group photo

As soon as this thought emerged, Luo Qingchen's spirit instantly tensed, and her face immediately turned crimson, so red it almost seemed to drip blood...

After a long while, time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The air around them became somewhat heavy.

Luo Qingchen's cheeks were flushed, like a ripe apple, so shy she almost dared not look up and meet Lu Chen's gaze.

Finally, she mustered her courage and said in a voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz, "You... you can go now, right?"

Her voice was so soft it seemed a gentle breeze could scatter it.

However, Lu Chen seemed not to hear, still holding Luo Qingchen's wrist tightly, with no sign of letting go.

The corners of his mouth curved into a sneer, and he stared intently at the shy and lovely girl before him, saying coldly,

"You want to leave so easily?"

"You said those things to Yu Miaoyin; do you really think it can be dismissed so lightly?"

Lu Chen's gaze was like frost in a cold night, icy and piercing, flickering with a chilling light that made one's heart palpitate.

He stared fixedly at Luo Qingchen, as if scrutinizing a child who had committed a grave mistake.

When Luo Qingchen heard these words, the grievance she had just suppressed surged up like a tide once more.

Her beautiful large eyes widened, and anger burned within them.

She shouted at Lu Chen, unable to contain her fury,

"I was only kindly reminding her to be careful of you!"

"What exactly did I do wrong?"

"Why must you treat me like this?"

By the end of her words, her voice was already tinged with a slight sob.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from Luo Qingchen's eyes, sliding down her cheeks.

The clear, crystal-like teardrops were like pearls with broken strings, continuously rolling down.

Her long eyelashes were also laden with tears, trembling slightly with her emotional fluctuations, like flowers swaying in the wind, evoking pity.

Lu Chen gazed silently at the girl before him, his handsome face as cold and stern as a sculpture, and he mocked expressionlessly,

"Reminding her?"

"Hmph, you're simply being meddlesome!"

"When did our affairs become yours to interfere with?"

"Stop being so self-important here!"

Luo Qingchen clenched her teeth, and the anger in her heart instantly ignited, but she still retorted without backing down,

"I'm not being meddlesome!"

"I just don't want to see her deceived by someone like you!"

"Everyone knows about your past messy relationships; who knows what ulterior motives you have towards her now?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, her eyes began to redden, and crystal tears rolled down uncontrollably.

She hurriedly raised the back of her hand, trying to wipe away the heartbreaking tears, but the tears flowed out like a breached dam, endlessly, no matter how much she wiped.

Just then, after hearing this accusation, Lu Chen unexpectedly did not get angry; instead, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, forming a faint smile.

He slowly leaned closer to Luo Qingchen, the distance between them so close that they could almost feel each other's breath.

He gently bent down, his warm breath like a spring breeze on her sensitive ear, and murmured in a deep, magnetic voice,

"Oh?"

"Is that so?"

"Then in my complex emotional world, was there ever a place for you?"

"Hmm... tell me, if Yu Miaoyin knew you called me to your home tonight, what would she think?"

Luo Qingchen's beautiful eyes widened, as if they would pop out of their sockets, staring incredulously at Lu Chen, the anger in her eyes like magma before a volcanic eruption, scorching and surging.

She trembled with rage and scolded angrily,

"Do you have no shame!"

"Who allowed you to step into my house?"

"You shamelessly and brazenly broke in without permission!"

At this moment, her chest was heaving rapidly, each breath accompanied by a tremor born of anger.

Her delicate face also flushed crimson from emotional agitation, like a ripe apple.

However, facing Luo Qingchen's questioning and scolding, Lu Chen appeared exceptionally calm and composed.

His handsome face still wore that hateful smile, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, seemingly indifferent to everything before him.

He slowly opened his mouth and said,

"That may be so, but how would others know the inside story?"

His tone was so relaxed and casual, as if he were merely discussing the day's weather.

Just as Lu Chen's words fell, he suddenly pulled out his phone from his pocket with lightning speed.

This sudden movement caught Luo Qingchen off guard; she didn't even have time to react.

At this moment, she was still immersed in endless anger, her chest still heaving violently up and down, constantly gasping for breath, like an enraged little lion.

"Click!"

This crisp shutter sound, like a bolt of lightning, cut through the originally silent room, appearing so abrupt and jarring.

In the photo, Luo Qingchen's delicate face was now as red as a ripe tomato, vibrant and luscious.

That blush, like peach blossoms blooming in spring, spread wantonly from her cheeks all the way to her earlobes, and even her fair neck was not spared.

Her eyes were as clear as water, yet filled with innocence and bewilderment, like a startled fawn, making one feel pity.

However, her slightly furrowed brows subtly revealed the shame and indignation deep within her heart.

These conflicting emotions intertwined, making her appear even more endearing.

At this very moment, her smooth and lustrous long hair had long lost its usual neatness, becoming disheveled.

A few wisps of fine hair, like mischievous sprites, quietly clung to her flushed cheeks, adding a touch of delicate charm that made her even more alluring.

Looking at Lu Chen, he formed a stark contrast with Luo Qingchen.

A smile was on his face, the corners of his mouth upturned, revealing a row of snow-white teeth, gleaming brightly.

His gaze was gentle and affectionate, as if it could melt everything in the world.

That look was filled with endless doting and playfulness, as if Luo Qingchen before him was the most cherished treasure in his life.

His entire being exuded a relaxed and comfortable aura, as if everything around him was irrelevant, and only the beautiful woman in his arms could capture his attention.

In such a state, if casually glimpsed by those who were completely unaware,

They would undoubtedly believe that these two were a sweet couple deeply in love, inseparable, and intimately interacting.

Lu Chen leisurely stared at the illuminated screen of his phone, which clearly displayed a freshly taken photo.

The corners of his mouth slowly curved upwards, and then, in a tone full of playful mockery, he spoke to Luo Qingchen beside him: "Look, our photo together is simply flawless."

The teasing in his words, like a raging inferno, instantly ignited the already surging anger in Luo Qingchen's heart.

Luo Qingchen's once beautiful eyes were now wide open, glaring fiercely at the man before her—Lu Chen.

The blazing fury erupting from her eyes seemed capable of incinerating him directly into ashes.

At the same time, her two fair and tender hands involuntarily clenched into fists, the knuckles turning slightly white from excessive force.

Her entire body trembled uncontrollably due to anger, like a fragile yet stubborn flower swaying in the wind.

Finally, Luo Qingchen could no longer suppress the raging anger within her, and she gritted her teeth, squeezing out a few words: "You... you scoundrel, how can you be so despicable!"

Lu Chen's mouth curved into a cunning smile, and he held up his phone, saying, "With this photo as proof, what do you think Yu Miaoyin would think if she saw it?"

"As a Senior Sister, you advised her to stay away from me, yet you're doing this kind of thing, tsk tsk tsk..."

He deliberately dragged out the end of his sentence, the sarcasm and mockery in his tone like sharp knives, stabbing at Luo Qingchen.

Hearing Lu Chen's shameless words, Luo Qingchen felt a rush of blood to her head.

Her face flushed crimson, so red it almost seemed to drip blood, her hands clenched into small fists, knuckles turning white from the force, and her body trembled slightly with anger, clearly on the verge of exploding.

"You... you're truly a scoundrel!" Luo Qingchen roared angrily, tears welling up in her eyes again, tears of grievance and indignation born of fury.

"You're deliberately framing me, what exactly do you want to do?"

Lu Chen, however, smiled ambiguously, looked up at her, a hint of undetectable playfulness flashing in his eyes, and slowly said,

"What do I want to do?"

"You ruined my plans, so you have to pay a price."

"As long as you don't interfere with my and Yu Miaoyin's affairs in the future, this photo naturally won't be spread."

His voice was deep, yet carried an undeniable sense of oppression.

Luo Qingchen trembled with anger, her chest heaving rapidly, and her breathing became hurried.

She widened her eyes, staring fixedly at the person who made her both angry and helpless, a burning flame in her heart, yet unable to find an outlet for it.

She bit her lower lip tightly; her originally soft and pink lips were now slightly pale from excessive force, and faint teeth marks could even be seen.

Her expression was exceptionally rich, with anger, unwillingness, and grievance intertwined, making her beautiful face appear somewhat distorted.

Finally, she could no longer suppress the anger in her heart and roared at Lu Chen, "You're simply an irrational madman!"

Her voice was so loud that the entire space seemed to tremble.

Her eyes were wide with fury, and the anger blazing from them seemed capable of instantly igniting the other party.

However, in response to Luo Qingchen's intense reaction, Lu Chen merely shrugged indifferently, a disdainful smile playing on his lips.

He casually said,

"Whether the methods are despicable or not doesn't matter, as long as they ultimately achieve my goal."

"So, from this moment on, you'd best be honest with me and stop meddling in things that aren't your concern."

After speaking, he provocatively glanced at Luo Qingchen, his eyes full of contempt and mockery.

Luo Qingchen felt as if a raging fire was constantly churning in her heart, and it was as uncomfortable as being gnawed by thousands of ants; her annoyance was evident.

However, facing this shameless and unreasonable Lu Chen, a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart, like being caught in quicksand; the more she struggled, the deeper she sank, unable to find any effective way to respond.

She glared fiercely at Lu Chen, her gaze like two sharp bolts of lightning, wishing she could poke two holes in him.

Then, she abruptly turned her head away, as if looking at that annoying and hateful face for even one more second would make her nauseous.

At this moment, the entire room was enveloped in a heavy and oppressive atmosphere, and time seemed to have frozen.

In this suffocating silence, only Luo Qingchen's faint sobs slowly echoed in the air.

And Lu Chen's mouth still held that playful smile; he casually reached out and gently pushed Luo Qingchen aside, his movement casual and dismissive.

Then, he slowly stood up, not forgetting to elegantly brush off his clothes, as if to remove any possible dust.

Lu Chen's expression remained as cold as ice, and his eyes revealed an undeniable authority.

He looked down at Luo Qingchen and said in an icy, bone-chilling tone, "Remember, mind your own business!"

This sentence struck Luo Qingchen's heart like a heavy hammer, once again severely wounding her already shattered heart.

With that, he turned and strode towards the door.

His back was tall and firm, each step steady and powerful, and he quickly disappeared out the door, followed by the soft sound of the door closing.

Luo Qingchen looked in the direction Lu Chen had left, her eyes filled with a mixture of anger, unwillingness, and confusion.

She bit her lower lip, her lips turning pale from her teeth, and the blush on her face had not completely faded, adding a touch of shyness.

She slowly propped up her weak body, her legs trembling slightly, as if she had not yet recovered from the recent experience.

Finally, she let out a deep sigh, a sigh full of helplessness and melancholy.

Luo Qingchen dragged her heavy steps towards the bathroom.

Luo Qingchen's eyes were full of complex emotions, her gaze falling on her clothes.

Her gaze became even more complex.

She was now completely sure that the Junior Sister's clothes were abnormal.

She just didn't know how it happened, but no matter how it happened, the Junior Sister was clearly unavoidable...

Luo Qingchen's eyes were full of confusion; she didn't know what she should do.

Should she go to Master?

But could the Masters really contend with Lu Chen and the Lu family?

As soon as this thought emerged, she herself dismissed it.

She felt an unprecedented sense of helplessness, her heart a tangled mess.

Just as she was caught in a tangle of emotions and countless thoughts, a crisp phone ring suddenly sounded.

Luo Qingchen suddenly snapped back to reality, subconsciously looking at her phone.

When she saw the words "Fifth Sister" on the caller ID,

Her expression froze slightly, and she couldn't help but murmur, "Fifth Sister? Why is she calling me so late, what does she want to do...?"