Feng Jian touched the position of her neck unconsciously, and she felt that Lu Zexiao would not be able to explain it clearly.

"Mr. Lu, what do you mean by that?"

"If you have something to say, you might as well just say it. Don't go around in circles on this kind of thing. Don't you think it's despicable for you to deliberately provoke our relationship?"

Zhou Muqing was about to call the security guard, but was suppressed by Feng Jian.

He knew that Lu Zexiao was not to be provoked, and the Lu family was even more difficult to provoke. If Zhou Muqing's family knew that he offended Lu Zexiao and the Lu family for himself, it would be troublesome.

"I think Lu always has something to say to me alone, give us ten minutes."

Before Zhou Muqing agreed, Lu Zexiao had already taken Feng Jian away, and no one stopped the two of them.

Lu Zexiao saw the car with the wind, and immediately left Zhou Muqing's company, but he followed but there was no one there.

There is only one elevator short, and it goes so fast!

Zhou Muqing ordered someone to check Lu Zexiao's car, trying to find out the direction he was going as quickly as possible, but since there was no result, he could only use the most stupid way to find along the road.

But these two people seem to have disappeared out of thin air, and they can't be found anywhere.

Lu Zexiao cleverly avoided all the monitoring, and took the wind to see a place that only he had been to, and no one else had been. This place was quiet and easy to deal with.

...

Feng Jian was terrified sitting in the speeding car, she looked at Lu Zexiao in panic.

"Where are you taking me?"

Lu Zexiao didn't answer, and Fengjian continued to ask, but he still didn't get an answer.

He finally saw a secluded yard with the wind. She didn't even think that there was such a place in the city. It was a bungalow, but it felt like an old European building, surrounded by trees, and the walls were covered with greenery. The leaves, flowers and plants, are rarely seen in normal times.

There are few Kazami who can name them, and this place is more like a secret room, just like the place where witches live in fairy tale movies.

"This is where?"

Feng Jian stood at the door and dared not enter, but was picked up by Lu Zexiao and brought directly in.

He took her into the bedroom and threw her directly on the bed.

There is only one window in the bedroom, so the light source is dim. Maybe it’s the leaves that are crawling outside the house that make the room very cold. It’s winter, and the wind can’t stand it within five minutes.

She couldn't help sneezing, and Lu Zexiao had been standing and watching her since he came in without saying a word.

"You, what the hell are you trying to do? Come on, I'm freezing to death."

At this moment Kazami began to tremble, she immediately pulled the quilt beside her to wrap herself, but in this kind of room, the quilt was also cold, if she wanted to keep warm, she had to warm it up first with her own body temperature, it was a long time The battle of time.

Lu Zexiao kept silent all the time, she wanted to die from the cold, so she got out of the cold quilt helplessly, trying to find something warm from this room.

Turns out, nothing...

Kazami managed to find a kettle, but there was no water in the faucet in this room, and I don’t know when the water in the kettle was filled. There was a little bit of water. After it was hot, she poured it into a cup and held it in her hand to keep warm. .

When she returned to the room, Lu Zexiao was still in his original state, and Feng Jian's mentality was about to collapse.

What is this way of dealing with yourself? Wouldn't it be better to be direct, like Ling Chi?