His remark left Shen Liangchuan speechless.
Lu Nanze looked at Qiao Lian and said, “Come to the office with me.”
She glanced at Shen Liangchuan and bit her lip.
During their argument, Shen Liangchuan had lost because of having to let go first. But wasn’t that only because he had truly been concerned that Lu Nanze was hurting her? On the other hand, Lu Nanze… A faint derisive smile appeared on her face.
His so-called like and love couldn’t withstand a simple test of reality. It was clear to Qiao Lian that she was only an object, and not a human being in Lu Nanze’s world.
She narrowed her eyes at this thought and suddenly smiled. With the hand that Lu Nanze had just released, she suddenly grabbed his arm and exclaimed, “Hey, Lu Nanze!”
Stunned, the man halted and lowered his head. He almost couldn’t believe that she was holding his arm.
Was she now automatically warming up to him? He was suddenly excited as he turned to look at her with shining eyes.
But the next moment, he saw a hand wave before his face and at once felt a rush of cold air. The mask that he was wearing had, in a quick motion, been pulled off by Qiao Lian.
Lu Nanze was aghast.
After Qiao Lian had removed the mask, she muttered to herself, “It’s bright and sunny and it isn’t even cold. The air is fresh and clean. Why are you wearing a mask?”
Then she released her hold, letting it fall onto the ground.
Lu Nanze quickly reacted to recover the mask so that he could put it back on, but his hand froze in mid-air.
Because, by mere chance, the mask had floated away and fallen into a pile of trash by the road.
Lu Nanze was flabbergasted.
Alas! At this point, Qiao Lian lazily stretched her lower back and turned to look at the man. Her remark turned into an exclamation, “Ah, Lu Nanze, sorry about that. Butterfingers! Urgh… Your mouth, what’s the matter with it?”
With that, both Qiao Lian and Shen Liangchuan’s eyes were fixed on his lips.
Those lips… They were red, swollen and absolutely unsightly!
Unable to control herself, Qiao Lian burst into peals of laughter at once. Then she looked at those lips with curiosity and asked, “Lu Nanze, your lips, why do they look like you did something wild with them?”
Lu Nanze scowled.
Shen Liangchuan: … !!
Why did that remark sound so wrong? It triggered all sorts of wild and titillating thoughts in one’s mind.
Yet Qiao Lian continued to examine his lips with her head lowered. After a while, she spoke between sniggers, “Lu Nanze, hahaha, your lips are too funny! Hahaha. It’s like you kissed for too long and got hurt, but shouldn’t it be the girl that ends up looking like this? Which man were you with that was so aggressive? So you are the passive type!”
These remarks were made in jest, but Lu Nanze turned beet red and frowned, pointing at Qiao Lian furiously. All the feelings he had felt a few moments ago when he fought with Shen Liangchuan had vanished without a trace.
Especially because Qiao Lian was speaking so loudly that everyone walking by had turned around to look.
Lu Nanze grew increasingly embarrassed.
Ashen-faced, he glanced at the people around who were staring. He waved his hand with flustered fury, turned and quickly walked into the office building.
As she watched him leave, Qiao Lian broke into peals of laughter once again.
Shen Liangchuan too, lowered his gaze in amusement, knowing that Qiao Lian had probably made a fool out of that man for his sake.
It seemed like letting someone else have the upper hand once in a while could bring unexpected results.
His lips turned upwards into a smile.
