Lu Lin didn't even lift his eyelids, turned the page and continued reading.
At this moment, Yan Heqing had also finished showering. He had just put on his clean and soft pajamas when a deafening slamming sound came from outside.
as well as--
" Yan Heqing, open the door!"
Chapter 120
Lu Muchi saw the lights on the third floor from downstairs.
The front of the car crashed directly into the used clothing recycling bin, and he went straight upstairs without even turning off the engine.
He wants to get rid of that adulterer immediately!
Whether it was the effect of the alcohol or running too fast, Lu Muchi panting.
He was breathing heavily, and he stomped his feet with all his might, causing the mottled, rusty iron gate to clang and drop bits of rust.
The ground was shaking.
" Yan Heqing! Open the door!" His eyes were bloodshot.
Lu Lin closed the book.
Yan Heqing's book is very well-maintained; the pages and notes are as neat and beautiful as the printing, with only the footer showing signs of being read many times.
He gently placed it in the drawer.
Only then did he get up and walk outside.
The door suddenly opened, Lu Muchi first caught a glimpse of a snow-white bathrobe and a tall, upright figure, clearly not Yan Heqing.
grass!
He even dared to open the door himself!
Lu Muchi's pulse tightened with excitement, and he immediately clenched his fist and swung it forward, shouting, "Adulterer—"
The door was half open, and the bright light from inside fell on the man's cold, handsome features, his obsidian-like eyes deep and dark.
Lu Muchi finally saw him for who he truly was.
The words he hadn't had time to say stuck in his throat. Lu Muchi from fury to astonishment, the alcohol wore off, and he abruptly withdrew his fist, his mind going completely blank for a moment.
His lips moved, and a voice squeezed out from his chest said, "Uncle... Uncle, what are you doing here?"
The fact that Lu Lin opened the door made the implications obvious.
But Lu Muchi couldn't accept it. Even if Lu Lin said he had gone to the wrong room or came to borrow the bathroom to take a shower, no matter how absurd or bizarre the excuse, Lu Muchi would still deceive himself and accept it.
His eyes were brimming with pleading.
However, Lu Lin remained silent, calmly uttering two words, "Adultery."
Those two words shattered Lu Muchi's self-deceiving illusions. Instantly, his head throbbed with pain. His lips twitched, and after a few seconds, he forced an extremely ugly smile, "Uncle, you..."
At the same time, the bathroom door opened, and Lu Lin's first action was to press down on the door.
He glanced sideways, his gaze sweeping over Yan Heqing from head to toe.
Having just finished showering, the young man's hair was still damp and slightly wavy, and his pajamas were buttoned up tightly.
Lu Lin then let go, and the old door slowly opened, stopping only when it hit the wall.
Lu Muchi was speechless. His gaze went past Lu Lin's shoulder and fixed on Yan Heqing.
Yan Heqing had just finished bathing, her cheeks flushed slightly from the steam, her wet hair curled exaggeratedly, and she stood quietly behind Lu Lin in a light beige nightgown. She looked less aloof and more vibrant, finally radiating a sense of human warmth.
This was the first time Lu Muchi had seen Yan Heqing like this, or rather, he had never had the chance to see her like this before.
It turns out that Yan Heqing's hair curls up after he takes a bath.
Lu Muchi's teeth began to chatter. He clenched his back teeth tightly. He had been to Yan Heqing's place before and knew that the place where Yan Heqing was standing was the bathroom. One was wearing a bathrobe and the other was wearing pajamas. Anyone would know what they had just been doing!
If it were anyone else, Lu Muchi could have killed them on the spot.
but--
Lu Lin!
Lu Muchi's greatest fear and respect was for his uncle, who had made him his life's goal.
Not daring to curse or hit, Lu Muchi's muscles were tense to the extreme, his face and neck turned purplish-red, his breathing became more and more heavy, he couldn't stand it any longer and just wanted to escape this suffocating place.
But Lu Lin wouldn't let him off the hook, "You didn't even greet people when you saw them."
Lu Muchi had to stop. He swallowed several times, the strong taste of rust and bitterness seeping out from between his teeth. "Yan He—"
"He's your elder," Lu Lin interrupted him, his face showing displeasure. "Who gave you permission to call him by his first name?"
Lu Muchi's eyes instantly contorted into countless tiny red blood vessels. He lowered his head, "I don't know what to call you."
Lu Lin was unusually patient. "We'll get married next month. You can call him whatever you call me."
Calling Yan Heqing" Uncle" was more painful than killing Lu Muchi, but under Lu Lin's increasingly impatient gaze, he finally closed his eyes and quickly whispered, "Good evening, Uncle Yan."
After saying that, he turned to leave.
Lu Lin spoke again, "You were driving this car?"
Lu Muchi realized something, and looked up with a start. Lu Lin had already reached out his hand, "The phone."
Lu Muchi had no choice but to hand over his phone.
Then Lu Lin used Lu Muchi's phone to call the traffic police, gave them the address, and they replied indifferently, "Go downstairs and wait."
Lu Muchi and rushed downstairs.
Lu Lin immediately closed the door, turned around, and met Yan Heqing's eyes directly.
Yan Heqing kept looking at him.
Lu Lin instantly softened his tone, walked over, grabbed a dry towel from the bathroom door, and covered Yan Heqing's head to dry it. "Let's go take a look."
He took Yan Heqing and led him to the window.
I drew back the curtains. Several people were standing downstairs, one of them a security guard, squatting in front of Lu Muchi's car taking pictures. The used clothing recycling bin was damaged. Someone shouted, "Whose car is A6688?!"
At this moment, Lu Muchi came out of the apartment building, ignored them, got into the car without saying a word, and sat in the driver's seat.
He reeked of alcohol; you could smell it from a distance. After the security guard took the photo, he quietly ran off to make a phone call.
To my surprise, the person who answered the phone said they had already arrived at the entrance of the residential area.
Lu Muchi didn't care at all. He rummaged around in the car and finally found a cigarette case next to him. He took out a cigarette, but couldn't light it for a long time. When he finally lit it, he realized that it had a filter.
"Grass!"
He threw the lighter down, gripped the cigarette tightly in his hand, and didn't react even when his palm burned.
He understood everything.
Lu Lin asked him to go to the boxing club, and let Lu Changcheng beat him up at the hospital, all for Yan Heqing!