novelaction Chapter 650 The Vicious Ex-Wife Who Couldn't Share Hardship (13)
Chapter 650 The Vicious Ex-Wife Who Couldn't Share Hardship (13)
Following Lily's gaze, Mu Zhou glanced in that direction.
Just then, Jin Zheyu returned and they started chatting again.
Before Mu Zhou could look away, he saw Jin Zheyu's expression freeze as he looked towards the doorway.
Mu Zhou also looked over.
A young man was standing at the door.
Her body was like a jade tree, and her spirit was noble and elegant.
He was dressed in a simple, neat black shirt and trousers, with a handsome face that was almost sinister, and a serious and dangerous expression on his face.
The man's gaze seemed to have been fixed on her for a long time.
Mu Zhou blinked and subconsciously glanced at his watch.
She smiled.
It really was accurate to the minute.
Jin Xirong walked towards her.
Actually, he had already arrived long ago.
Thinking about Mu Zhou's words, he waited outside for another half hour.
He didn't get out of the car until a full hour after their last call.
Unexpectedly, upon entering, he saw Mu Zhou looking at Jin Zheyu.
His brows furrowed in coldness, his gaze fixed on Mu Zhou with a chilling intensity.
He walked up to her, exuding a menacing aura.
Mu Zhou smiled and said, "You're here." She put down her wine glass and hugged Lily.
"Then I'll go first."
"Bye-Bye."
Lily glanced at her waist, which seemed so large she could wrap her arms around it, and her hands started itching to touch it again.
The next instant, a cold gaze, sharp as a sword, struck her.
Seeing Jin Xirong's unfriendly gaze, she subconsciously tried to withdraw her hand.
But he quickly regained his senses.
What right does he have to tell her what to do?
So Lily raised her head, defiantly ignoring his cold and knowing gaze, and gave Mu Zhou's waist another squeeze, as if in defiance.
Mu Zhou felt a slight itch in his waist, so he twisted his body and looked at her with a puzzled expression.
After provoking her, Lily withdrew her hand, chuckled, and said goodbye.
Mu Zhou didn't notice the brief exchange of glances between the two; she naturally took Jin Xirong's arm.
Jin Xirong lowered his head and looked at Mu Zhou's fingers resting on his arm, finally feeling a little better.
Many people around saw them.
This former wealthy couple is well-known to everyone.
I'd heard before that their relationship was so-so, and they each did their own thing.
They don't even attend some important occasions together.
Unexpectedly, their relationship became closer after the bankruptcy.
Just as the two were about to leave, Jin Zheyu caught up with them.
“I’ve been abroad while the Jin family was going through this, and I haven’t been able to help. We’re brothers after all, so please don’t hesitate to ask if you need anything from me.”
Faced with his "overtures," Jin Xirong showed no emotional fluctuation, simply stating a fact calmly:
"There's nothing you can do to help."
His lukewarm tone made Jin Zheyu's face turn awkward, and he gave a self-deprecating chuckle:
"Xi Rong, you still talk like that."
Even so, he still didn't want to miss this unexpected meeting.
He extended an invitation to Jin Xirong and Mu Zhou:
"A friend of mine recently opened a private kitchen in the north of the city. Would you like to try it?"
"No."
Before Jin Xirong could speak, Mu Zhou refused first.
She playfully rubbed her lower back:
"My back hurts, I have to go home."
Jin Xirong immediately followed suit, saying to Jin Zheyu:
"Excuse me."
The two bypassed Jin Zheyu and left.
Watching their retreating figures and hearing the whispers around him, Jin Zheyu silently clenched his fists.
*
After returning home, Mu Zhou took a shower, then lay on the bed and sighed:
"I miss my mattress so much!"
Her previous mattress was a custom-made model costing over four million yuan, perfectly ergonomic and tailored to her spinal condition.
The mattress she has now is good, but it's not as good as her previous one.
Just as she finished sighing, Jin Xirong knocked on the door and came in.
She didn't move, but asked him in a muffled voice:
"what?"
"Does it make you uncomfortable to hear you talking?"
He remembered that she had mentioned having back pain when she left the club.
Mu Zhou followed suit and said:
"Yes, my back hurts."
Jin Xirong approached and sat down on the edge of her bed:
"I'll give you a massage."
Mu Zhou would certainly not refuse a massage.
She shifted her body and lay back down.
Mu Zhou is wearing two-piece pajamas today: a tank top and shorts.
Cool and refreshing for summer, with a touch of innocent liveliness.
As she moved, the hem of her halter top at the waist rose slightly.
Her slender waist was exposed.
Jin Xirong looked down, and in the next instant, her eyes turned dark and cold.
On her fair, smooth waist, a distinct blue mark stood out conspicuously.
It's obvious that the marks were made by pinching.
He placed his hand on it.
His fingertips slowly moved around the area, and when he spoke again, his voice was no longer as calm as before:
"What's going on here?"
"what?"
Mu Zhou turned his head and glanced at it, but didn't see anything, so he casually lay back down.
Jin Xirong's eyes were cold. He opened his hand and grabbed her waist from the side, applying slight pressure. Mu Zhou let out a muffled groan of discomfort.
Seeing that she was trying to sit up, Jin Xirong exerted a little force, pressed down on her waist and back, and easily subdued her.
He didn't know where he pressed, but Mu Zhou felt a sudden soreness in his lower back.
It's both sore and...comfortable.
She snorted and obediently lay back down.
Jin Xirong's gaze remained fixed on the cyan object.
His gloomy and ruthless nature added an eerie touch to his otherwise perfect appearance.
He finally couldn't help but ask:
"Here, it's turned green."
His fingertips traced around the bluish mark.
Feeling a little itchy, Mu Zhou shifted his waist.
She thought for a few seconds before saying:
"It might be Lily, she loves to touch my waist."
Lily wasn't being reckless; it's just that her skin was too delicate, and even a light pinch would leave a mark.
Jin Xirong also thought of the scene at the club where the woman deliberately provoked Mu Zhou by touching his waist.
His expression darkened.
It seems that we need to be wary not only of men, but also of women.
Mu Zhou expressed his dissatisfaction with his pause:
"Go on."
Jin Xirong then continued with what she was doing.
Mu Zhou's waist was very slender, and his large hands could almost encircle it.
He looked at his waist, which he felt was constricted, and his breathing became erratic.
He slowed his movements and adjusted his breathing.
Seeing that Mu Zhou was extremely relaxed at the moment, he asked casually:
"Are you very familiar with Jin Zheyu?"
Mu Zhou paused for a moment, as if thinking about who Jin Zheyu was, before answering:
"I can count the number of times I've seen him on one hand."
"Oh."
He asked again:
"You have a good impression of him?"
"I don't even have any impression of him, so how could I judge whether he's good or bad?"
Mu Zhou answered casually.
She only felt that Jin Xirong's massage technique was really good.
It's excellent at massaging the shoulders, neck, and waist.
Even if he really goes bankrupt, with that skill and that face, he'll definitely be able to do quite well.
Jin Xirong replied with an "Oh".
But then he pressed on:
"You also think it's impressive that he recently won the inheritance case?"
"What inheritance lawsuit? Oh, that Smith family? I don't know anything about them, and I'm not interested."
Mu Zhou answered with his eyes closed.
Jin Xirong remained silent for two minutes before finally asking the question he most wanted to ask:
"Why look at him if you're not familiar with him?"