Chapter 358 The Mad Young Master 19 (1/2)

Chapter 358 Crazy Young Master 19 Lu Qianhan comfortably closed his eyes again, a low sound escaping his throat.

Her finger technique was professional yet gentle, sometimes pressing hard and sometimes lightly, precisely pressing each acupoint that could relieve pain.

Lu Qianhan's tense nerves gradually relaxed under this meticulous care.

"This essential oil... it wasn't specially prepared for your mother, and then you just mixed some for me out of leftovers, was it?"

He suddenly spoke, his voice sounding somewhat languid and indistinct due to his relaxed demeanor.

Zi Xi paused almost imperceptibly, concentrating on pressing the acupoints, and did not answer immediately.

“My mother doesn’t need essential oils; I’m giving them to you in an emergency.”

The only sounds in the car were the scent of essential oils and the rhythmic pressing of her fingertips. After a while, just when Lu Qianhan thought she wouldn't answer, he heard her reply to his question.

With just a simple answer, Lu Qianhan's closed eyes curved into a smile.

The corners of her mouth, which she couldn't suppress no matter what, finally turned up into an even wider arc.

Lu Qianhan, like a large beast that had been stroked and pampered, nestled comfortably on her lap, enjoying this rare moment of relaxation.

Even the minor aches and pains in my body seemed insignificant.

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The curtains in Lin Qingqing's apartment remained tightly drawn, blocking out outside light and preventing prying eyes.

She sat at her desk, the lamp casting a pale, white glow that illuminated several photographs spread out in front of her and a newly printed document.

The photo was taken from a tricky angle, yet the image is exceptionally clear.

It was at the Lu family banquet that day that Lu Qianhan grabbed Zi Xi's wrist tightly and forcibly dragged her away.

This photo was like a fine needle, piercing deep into Lin Qingqing's heart.

In her previous life, she was bullied by the Lu family at a family banquet, but Lu Qianhan completely ignored it and would never show such a strong protective stance in front of everyone because of something meant to bring good luck.

But now he's doing this for another woman!

This time she didn't scream, but stared intently at the photo, her nails digging deep into her palms, leaving crescent-shaped bloodstains.

Lin Qingqing returned to her computer, her fingertips resting on the keyboard, and continued writing the analysis report for Achang.

Especially the last sentence, which suggests concentrating resources to eliminate the target Su Zixi first, as eliminating her will definitely dismantle Lu Qianhan's faction from the root.

As the last character was written, Lin Qingqing printed out a copy of the report, along with the photos she had secretly taken.

She carefully placed it in a plain white, unmarked hard envelope, sealed it with glue, and sent it by courier.

After doing all this, she leaned back in her chair and let out a long sigh.

"Country girl, don't blame me."

Lin Qingqing murmured to herself, her voice as soft as a sigh.

"Blame her for becoming that special person, for becoming his...exception."

She could almost see the men Zhao Ye had sent out quietly changing direction because of her carefully prepared message.

In a heavily guarded study in the west of the city.

Mr. Zhao took the newly delivered white envelope and slowly used a paper cutter to cut open the seal.

He was about fifty years old, with a lean build and sharp, hawk-like eyes that exuded the authority and ruthlessness of someone who had long held a high position.

She was wearing a dark red Tang suit and a large jade ring on her finger.

He pulled out the photo first.

Lu Qianhan's gaze fell on the photo, where he was tightly holding a woman's wrist.

He stared at it for a long time, his fingers gently tapping on Lu Qianhan's face in the photo.

Then he picked up the analysis report.