At this very thought, Qiao Lian sprang to her feet.
She dashed out of the room without bothering to wash up.
She instinctively glanced downstairs as she left the bedroom.
The bloody battlefield scene she had imagined had not materialized, but the atmosphere in the living room was obviously cold.
Qiao Lian took the stairs a step at a time, until she came to the ground floor where the two men were.
Shen Liangchuan asked Lu Nanze, “Mr. Lu, I wonder what brought you here looking for my wife?”
Lu Nanze replied with a smile, “I’m here to see Qiao Lian and I will speak with her in private.”
Giving a freezing smile, Shen Liangchuan was about to speak again when Qiao Lian quickly got in between them.
She first gave Shen Liangchuan a broad smile and then at once turned to glare at Lu Nanze. “What are you doing here?”
That tone…
The man’s expression darkened. He glanced at Shen Liangchuan and got to his feet, saying to Qiao Lian, “I’m here to return your mobile phone.”
As he said this, he reached into his pocket, fished out a cell phone and handed it over to Qiao Lian.
She was stumped.
Cell phone?
Indeed.
Ever since she had regained consciousness, she hadn’t had a cell phone.
But how had her phone come to be in Lu Nanze’s possession?
Furthermore, why was Lu Nanze the one who had taken care of her in the hospital after regaining consciousness?
What had Shen Liangchuan been doing then?
Qiao Lian could not imagine what the answers to these questions might be.
But without even having to look at Shen Liangchuan, she knew that right now he had to be fuming mad or, perhaps, he was already being eaten by jealousy.
She quickly took the cell phone from him and cleared her throat. “Oh, I see you’ve found my lost phone somehow. Thanks so much!”
As she said this, she sent Lu Nanze eyes signals by blinking at him energetically.
Seeing her panic-stricken expression, Lu Nanze cast his gaze down and said, “Qiao Lian, let’s speak in private.”
Then he turned and looked outside.
Qiao Lian threw a glance in the same direction and then looked at Shen Liangchuan. She cleared her throat and instinctively looked at Shen Liangchuan in the eye.
He gave a cold humph and did not say a word.
Qiao Lian didn’t dare to go against Shen Liangchuan’s silent but obvious wish. Hence, she couldn’t agree to Lu Nanze’s request. “Actually, you and I… we don’t really have much to say to each other.”
“Well then, let’s talk about this cell phone and why it’s with me.”
At these words, Qiao Lian suddenly grabbed Lu Nanze and said, “Ah, it’s late. You need to be on your way to work. Shoo! Shoo! Shoo! I’ll see you out.”
Freaking hell.
Shen Liangchuan must not find out about her ambiguous relationship with Lu Nanze, otherwise…
Otherwise, who knew what would happen.
She had no idea what would happen.
But she knew instinctively that she did not want to upset Shen Liangchuan at all.
Outside the villa, Lu Nanze stood next to his car.
Qiao Lian looked at him like a mad woman and impatiently demanded, “Speak up then, what did you want to say?”
“Qiao Lian, don’t you remember that you were in the midst of getting a divorce with Shen Liangchuan?”
A divorce?
Strangely, Qiao Lian suddenly saw an image in her mind.
She recalled signing divorce papers.
That image came and went in a flash, causing her to deeply frown. Then she suddenly asked, “I wanted a divorce with Shen Liangchuan so that I could be with you?”
She first pointed at herself, then her finger slowly turned to point at Lu Nanze, and it finally moved towards Shen Liangchuan, who was in the house.
