The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, revealing half of his arms, with a cigarette in his hand. His collar was messy and open, and his hair was a little messy, with a few strands of hair hanging down.

This image of him is almost visibly violent.

Xia Yan hesitated for a moment, afraid of hitting the muzzle of the gun, but if she didn't go there, she wouldn't know where to find him next time.

After much thought, Xia Yan walked over.

She came to Lu Jingchi and stared at the ashtray in front of him, wondering how many more he had smoked.

Before Xia Yan could speak, she heard him say: "Get out."

Xia Yan stood still and didn't move.

She squatted down next to Lu Jingchi, put her hands on his legs, and looked up at him.

"Jingchi, did I fail to do something well, or did I make you angry somewhere?"

"Can you please stop doing this to me?"

Lu Jingchi only focused on smoking and did not look at her.

His attitude made Xia Yan's heart plummet even more, and she couldn't help but shed tears again, "Jingchi, if I did something wrong, please tell me clearly so that I can understand."

"Please don't leave me alone like this, don't be so indifferent to me, okay?"

The more Xia Yan talked, the sadder she became, "You would never have treated me like this before."

He won't make her look bad, especially in public, and he won't tell her to get out at any time.

Xia Yan was still counting her grievances in detail when Lu Jingchi suddenly interrupted her, "Xia Yan, I don't have time to deal with you now. You can go back."

Xia Yan was stunned for a moment, her face turned pale and became ugly.

"Going back to where?"

"Go back to Lin'an."

Xia Yan's fingers suddenly tightened, and she shook her head almost without hesitation, "No, I won't go back, I want to be with you."

Lu Jingchi suddenly turned his head and glanced at her.

His eyes were very calm, without any emotion, no, to be precise, they were shockingly unfeeling.

He said: "Xia Yan, let's separate."

Xia Yan's eyes widened little by little, her face turned white little by little, and she looked at him in disbelief.

She almost thought she was hallucinating, and asked uncertainly: "You, what did you say?"

Lu Jingchi repeated it ruthlessly, "I said, we're done here, do you understand now?"

His cold and indifferent tone seemed to be announcing a very common thing, without any nostalgia or emotion.

It was as if they had never existed in the past few years, it was just a dream that Xia Yan had had.

Xia Yan's eyes were wide open, her mouth was open, the blood on her face had faded, and she was frighteningly white.

Her heart was beating wildly, and she couldn't find the words to answer for a while.

She also couldn't believe that this man could say these words so easily and ruthlessly. The man who went to the cabin to rescue her before seemed like a fake.

"you......"

Xia Yan opened her mouth, unable to squeeze out a word for a long time, and her voice was trembling.

Lu Jingchi took out the check from his arms and placed it on the table, "Here is 20 million."

Xia Yan squatted on the ground in a daze, looking at the check that he didn't know when to place, dumbfounded.

She was like an abandoned puppy. She couldn't speak, but her tears kept flowing down.

So Lu Jingchi added: "Or how many you want, just tell me the number."

Xia Yan's lips trembled. She took several deep breaths before swallowing the lump in her throat.

He spoke cautiously: "You said... you would support me for the rest of my life. Do you mean to keep your word?"

Lu Jingchi's deep gaze fell on her face.

Xia Yan looked at him expectantly, hoping to hear what she wanted to hear from his meager mouth.
Chapter completed!