Chapter 568 - Chapter 568: I Like You (1/2)
Chapter 568: I Like You
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Lu Zhen’s breath landed on Song Jia’s neck. Her tone was aggrieved and sincere. “I’m sorry. Forgive me…”
Song Jia’s mind went blank. When had he ever seen Lu Zhen like this? In his heart, Lu Zhen was the moon in the sky, but now, the moon was actually coaxing him in such a tone, telling him not to be angry.
Putting aside the fact that Song Jia wasn’t angry to begin with, even if he was, what emotions could he have facing Lu Zhen like this?
The chauffeur stared at the road in front of him and did not dare to make a sound. He had never felt that his existence was so superfluous in his life. At this moment, he really wished that he was invisible. Fortunately, they soon arrived at the entrance of the district.
Song Jia helped Lu Zhen out of the car. Lu Zhen hung on Song Jia like a koala bear and would occasionally say something illogical. For example, “Fish in the desert”, “Peanuts will turn into popcorn when cooked”, “A ball of yarn wants to attack me”, etc.
Song Jia had no idea how Lu Zhen came up with these images. He could only feed her two hangover candies.
On the way back, every time Song Jia moved a few centimeters away, Lu Zhen would immediately hug him. Her expression was uneasy and nervous, as if she was a little pet that was about to be abandoned by her master.
After entering the elevator, Song Jia finally heaved a sigh of relief. He patted Lu Zhen’s back and said softly, “Alright, I promise you that I’m really not angry.”
In the car just now, Song Jia was too embarrassed to coax Lu Zhen in front of the chauffeur and could only remain silent. At this moment, there were only two people in the elevator. His tone was unprecedentedly gentle.
Lu Zhen almost fainted from the man’s gentle and magnetic voice. She leaned against Song Jia and felt much more at ease, but she was unwilling to let go. She felt that the man’s embrace was even warmer and more comfortable than a blanket.
“Really?” Lu Zhen rubbed against Song Jia’s arms and confirmed it again.
Song Jia bit his lip and tensed up. He swore that he would never let Lu Zhen get drunk again. He didn’t even dare to think about it. If Lu Zhen was drunk and did this to another man, would he go crazy from anger? “Really,” Song Jia said as if he was coaxing a child.
The elevator arrived. He was about to send Lu Zhen back when she stopped in her tracks. Song Jia suddenly became nervous. He had already been traumatized by Lu Zhen. He couldn’t predict what the completely drunk Lu Zhen would do.