C16 Why Did You Come Here?

A valuable Maserati blazed, the wheels rolling across the ground, the engine rumbling.

The window of the car was ajar, and he could vaguely see the side of the man's face.

"Pei Chuan!"

Fu Jiu turned around and saw the man's cold and sinister face. She watched helplessly as the car drove towards her without slowing down.

Everything happened so suddenly that his eardrums seemed to have been injected with a cold wind mixed with ice dregs, causing the tips of his ears to tremble from the cold.

Fu Jiu raised his arm to block the dazzling light.

"Hiss —"

"Xiao Jiu!"

The piercing screeching of the brakes pierced the man's eardrums. He charged straight into Fu Jiu's nerves and stopped abruptly the moment the car was about to hit her knee.

Because of inertia, Fu Jiu fell to the ground in a sorry state. He was stupefied for a moment before a heart-wrenching pain came from his knee. His elbow scraped the ground, causing blood to flow out.

Even though the car had stopped, the people inside did not move. As for Fu Jiu, he was dragged out of the car by Jing Chu while enduring the pain.

She looked up at the man and saw that he was also looking at her coldly.

The long-haired man suddenly got out of the car, enveloping her in the shadows he had cast. He grabbed her by the waist, pulling her slim body from Jing Chu's embrace and pressing it against the door of the passenger seat.

The hand around her waist tightened, almost breaking her.

"Pei Chuan, why are you here?"

He leaned forward and pinched her chin, "It seems that I came at the wrong time to disturb your old friendship?"

When they were close to each other, Fu Jiu could almost feel the dense hormone aura on the man's body. Normally, it was bound by his meticulous suit without a trace of leakage. Now it was like his mouth was broken and uncontrollable.

"Let go."

He had oppressed her. He was impatient to push him.

Pei Chuan laughed silently and said, "I thought you had forgotten the basics of happiness, anger, sadness, and joy. It turns out you can still smile, but only at other men."

His hand slipped down from her waist and held her hand by her side. He opened his hand and forcefully interlocked ten fingers with hers.

Fu Jiu struggled. He could not suppress the force in his body, so he could only keep a straight face.

Pei Chuan raised his gaze and looked over her shoulder at the man in the dark brown windbreaker. His voice was thin and even had a hint of a smile in it, "I wonder what business does Mr. Jing have with my woman?"

"That's between her and me, and has nothing to do with Mr. Pei." Jing Chu looked at him blandly, his tone neither cold nor indifferent, "However, as a man, Mister Pei is really hard on a woman. This is not the style of a gentleman."

The implied meaning was that Jing Chu was saying that Pei Chuan was not a man!

Pei Chuan loosened his tie.

Hot.

His gaze was sharp like a blade.

Summer noon, the temperature is very high, 1986 hot steam rise.

Fu Jiu's back was drenched in cold sweat. Her hand was tightly gripped by Pei Chuan, and she saw that Pei Chuan had turned his head and coldly raised his finger to caress the side of Jing's face that had just been kissed. With killing intent in his voice, he said, "If that's the case, my woman was brought into the private room by Mr. Jing for two hours.

As he spat out each word, the force on his finger bone increased. He wanted nothing more than to prick a layer of Fu Jiu's face.

Fu Jiu stiffened. He knew that Pei Chuan was enraged.

She couldn't bear to continue listening. She didn't want to throw her face in front of Jing Chu. She raised her head and looked at Pei Chuan with pleading eyes, indicating that it was time for him to leave.

However, the thing that Pei Chuan couldn't stand to see the most was her kowtowing to other men as a form of grievance.

Three years ago, Fu Jiu was also the most high-spirited person in the upper echelons of Hua City. Her innate self-confidence and pride shocked the young and powerful officials of Hua City.

She, who had never lowered her head, actually lowered it for the sake of afraid of Jing Chu misunderstanding.

"I remember that Mr. Pei has nothing to do with Xiao Jiu. Even if he did, it would only be a three-year wedding, is it not so?"

Jing Chu's eyes cast a dark shadow. Then, just as he had thought countless times in his dreams, he snatched back Fu Jiu and forcefully tugged on Fu Jiu's wrist.

"Xiao Jiu, since I'm back, you don't have to be afraid of anyone!"

The gentle voice of Jing Chu spat out the words "hidden blade".

He and Pei Chuan were no longer ignorant youths who had fought for their beauties in high school. Mature men fighting for women didn't need to be covered in smoke, nor did they need to fight each other.

They had more killing grounds.

Pei Chuan's eyes were suddenly filled with killing intent as he raised his sleeves and pinched Jing Chu's wrist to the point where he was about to break the man's arm. After forcing Jing Chu to let go, he lowered his head and asked, "Xiao Jiu, Mr. Jing doesn't know what our relationship is, so why don't you tell Mr. Jing our relationship?"

Two pairs of cold and fiery eyes were staring at him from different directions. Fu Jiu felt as though he was in deep water and hot water.

She stared at Pei Chuan's protruding Adam's apple, lips moving as she opened her mouth. But before she could open her mouth, the phone in her bag suddenly rang.

Her black eyes flashed.

Ye Zichen was stunned.

A message was sent by the hospital president.

Fu Li raised his head. His lips were pursed into a straight line, and his face was as pale as paper. He clenched his teeth tightly and asked, "Pei Chuan, what do you mean?"

Did he really have to humiliate her to the extreme?

"Just to let Xiao Jiu know who you are?"