Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 817 - 318: [Heartbreaking Fairy Tale] No Matter How Vast the World Is, I Can’t Escape You (Part 4)_3

Chapter 817: Chapter 318: [Heartbreaking Fairy Tale] No Matter How Vast the World Is, I Can’t Escape You (Part 4)_3

Compared to her completely submissive demeanor where she agrees with everything he says, her current stubborn and defiant attitude seems more pleasant to the eye.

She possesses such a proud nature; her most beautiful posture is when she holds herself with pride.

"Are you throwing a tantrum at me because of an outsider?"

The man’s voice was calm and indifferent, even his dark pupils showed little emotion.

Lin Chu couldn’t decipher his state, but what he said earlier really touched a nerve. She had no interest in exploring the deeper meaning of his words at the moment.

"Yes, I am angry. Lu Huai’an, stop picking on me for no reason. I don’t have that much patience."

With that, she shook off the man’s hand and started walking away.

She hadn’t taken but a few steps when she heard a low, disdainful laugh from behind.

Heh! Her fiery temper!

Turning around, she coldly glared at him, grinding her teeth, "What are you laughing at?"

Did he think her earnest words were a joke? Or did he just not care about her temper at all?

Lu Huai’an leaned lazily against the doorframe, his cold dark eyes now harboring a faint, inscrutable smile, gaze falling on the girl’s feet.

He hadn’t changed clothes since he returned from the office. Even with the chilling wind outside, a shirt was enough in the warm indoors.

The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing lean forearms; black suit pants wrapped around two long, crossed legs, left toe gently tapping the wooden floor.

The cold, stern aura around him faded somewhat, replaced by a leisurely and noble air.

His thin lips parted slightly, he asked lightly, "You’ve walked five steps, didn’t you notice anything wrong?"

The slippers were placed neatly by the sofa, yet when she wore them, they looked all wrong.

Clearly, still in a state of anger, Lin Chu didn’t quite grasp what the man was saying.

Her beautiful brows furrowed as she followed his line of sight downwards.

Hmm, the slippers were on the wrong way.

...

Lin Chu hadn’t eaten dinner and felt a little hungry. Just after ’fighting’ with Lu Huai’an, she decided to go to the main building to cool down.

She was still young, and whenever the household staff addressed her as ’madam,’ it felt a bit awkward.

There were many servants in the Lu Family, but the one Lin Chu was closest to was Sister Li, who was responsible for cooking. After being around her for a while, calling by name felt more comfortable, "Xiao Chu, what’s wrong?"

Puffed with anger.

A vegetable salad was noisily stirred by her. After each bite, she’d glance towards the back door, and seeing nobody coming, she’d pout and mutter softly.

It was obvious this was like a child’s tantrum.

Lin Chu propped her chin with one hand, her white fingers squeezing a silver fork, stabbing it around the plate as if it were Lu Huai’an’s face.

With a long sigh, in these ten years of being a suppressed salted fish, it seemed she still couldn’t turn against Lu Huai’an’s might.

She dropped the fork from her hand and slumped onto the cool table, weakly replying, "Lu Huai’an made me mad. I’ve been out here so long after slamming the door, and he hasn’t come to coax me."

It’s not like she wanted him to pamper her all the time, just not being too domineering once in a while—is that too much to ask?

Aunt Li couldn’t help but find it amusing upon hearing.

Both of them were so young, in modern society, people their age rarely got married.

Placing some honey tea beside the girl, she said lovingly, "He already did."

Heaven help her, Lin Chu really couldn’t understand, "Huh?"

"The salad you’re eating, the young master ordered me to make it, probably about an hour ago, and this cup of honey tea too."

Lin Chu clearly didn’t believe it. All the servants in the Lu family worked according to Lu Huai’an’s temper. There was no need to say whose side they were on.

She lay still, her emotions very subdued, "Aunt Li, you’re lying to me, aren’t you?"

Aunt Li caressed the girl’s long hair with a smile, "You never mentioned at the Lu family’s meals what you liked or disliked, always following everyone else’s tastes. So, I didn’t know your preferences. If the young master hadn’t told me, I wouldn’t have known you dislike kale."

Because of Lu Zhengmao’s sternness and indifference, Lin Chu always felt uneasy at the dining table.

Lin Chu used to occasionally come to the Lu family under the pretext of having a meal to get close to Lu Huai’an, so Song Jingyuan knew something about her dietary preferences, but that was when she was a child. As people grow, their likes and dislikes can change.

The longest-lasting thing is her liking of Lu Huai’an.

Over time, it not only didn’t fade but rather became embedded in her very being.