A Fatal Attraction from Lawyer A - Chapter 20

Cars were constantly moving in and out of the hospital parking lot, all in a rush, too preoccupied with their own affairs to pay attention to the people and things around them.

“So, the negotiation failed?”

When they reached the black Maybach, Luo Pan Zhi used one hand to unlock the car with the key, releasing Gu Yu Xi’s hand, which he had warmed up with his own. He looked at the silent man, trying to engage him in conversation.

He wouldn’t have gone into the hospital if he hadn’t received a message from his bodyguards. He didn’t know who Gu Yu Xi had met upstairs, only that someone was definitely targeting Gu Yu Xi.

It would be a lie to say he wasn’t worried.

And Gu Yu Xi’s current expression worried him even more.

Something’s not right.

Gu Yu Xi looked at his released hand, clenching it slightly as if to prolong the lingering warmth. Then, he looked up at Luo Pan Zhi: “Ruixing Hospital changed lawyers. He said that person died fourteen years ago.”

Luo Pan Zhi thought, Of course, I know that. I was the one who found out. He knew Gu Yu Xi must be very upset, having the ability to deal with that person only to find out he was dead.

Despite the news, the case still had questionable elements.

“You don’t believe it?” Luo Pan Zhi caught the coldness in Gu Yu Xi’s tone: “So, you argued with Ruixing Hospital’s lawyer over this?”

Gu Yu Xi recalled the strange person he saw in the elevator and frowned. Did I see wrong? That scar on the back of the hand… I’ve seen it, and I won’t forget it.

But Mo Wen Bin is dead.

So, was Song Yin Ling lying?

As he was lost in thought, a fingertip poked his brow. He looked up at Luo Pan Zhi, who had interrupted his thoughts: “What are you doing?” Saying this, he raised his hand to pull away the hand that had become extremely unruly lately.

Luo Pan Zhi used his other hand to pin Gu Yu Xi’s hand down, continuing to poke Gu Yu Xi’s tightly furrowed brow, as if persistently trying to smooth it out: “Why are you frowning? You look quite ugly when you frown.”

Gu Yu Xi gave him a deep look.

“So, you really argued with that lawyer? Aww, too bad I didn’t get to see Attorney Gu argue, it must have been a novelty.” Luo Pan Zhi chuckled maliciously, only putting his hand down when he felt the crease under his fingertips relax slightly.

“No, I didn’t,” Gu Yu Xi ignored how many times Luo Pan Zhi had touched him. His mind was now preoccupied with the news that Mo Wen Bin was dead and Song Yin Ling was mentally ill. He had handled tough cases before, but this was the first time his clues had been cut off repeatedly.

Moreover, this case was a series of connected events, clearly a premeditated and orchestrated incident.

And now, Ruixing Hospital had even changed lawyers.

He squeezed his forehead, a slight headache setting in.

“Are you hungry? I’ll treat you to something delicious.”

Gu Yu Xi glanced at Luo Pan Zhi. Seeing him smile so handsomely made him feel annoyed. Wasn’t this person very worried about the case earlier? Now, they seemed to have swapped roles; he actually had the composure to ask if he wanted to eat.

Truly, the emperor is calm while the eunuch is anxious.

“I’m not hungry. I need to go see Miss Song again,” Gu Yu Xi looked at the car key in Luo Pan Zhi’s hand: “Do you need the car later?”

“Yes, I do,” Luo Pan Zhi nodded.

Gu Yu Xi thought, Looks like I’ll have to go back to the Group to get my own car: “Are you going out again later?”

“Yes, to drop you off,” Luo Pan Zhi opened the passenger door, resting his hand on the roof, smiling at him: “Get in, Attorney Gu. I’m your free chauffeur today. It’s a great honor to have Little CEO Luo drive you, isn’t it?”

Gu Yu Xi: “…I’ll drive.”

He couldn’t bear this honor.

In the end, Luo Pan Zhi still drove. Since he couldn’t beat his boss’s desire to play chauffeur, he gave up.

The black Maybach smoothly merged into the traffic flow.

There were a few minutes of silence in the car, with neither of them speaking. Luo Pan Zhi was about to start a conversation when, as he turned the steering wheel, his peripheral vision caught Gu Yu Xi intently staring at his hand.

Very intently.

He curled his lips, checked the rearview mirror for traffic, and smoothly steered the car onto the ramp. He wasn’t in a rush; he had all the patience in the world.

They say a man’s hand on the steering wheel, especially holding it with one hand, is particularly attractive, especially when the man is in a suit with a watch on his wrist. Gu Yu Xi had been complimented on this before, but he’d never taken the time to notice.

It wasn’t until he was thinking about the hand with the scar in the elevator that he inadvertently looked at Luo Pan Zhi’s hand on the steering wheel and gradually became lost in thought.

Luo Pan Zhi’s hand was long and distinctly jointed, with faint blue veins visible on the back, extending to the wrist where he wore his watch. This hand, contrasted with the low-key, luxurious watch, emphasized the man’s masculinity and charisma, not to mention the half-rolled-up shirt sleeves, which revealed a section of his firm, smooth-lined arm.

Though young, he was a man with a very mature, extremely hormonal physique.

Gu Yu Xi was completely unaware that he had drifted off into analyzing Luo Pan Zhi, nor did he realize that his fascinated gaze had made the air in the car thick with ambiguity.

“Attorney Gu, can I come to your place tonight?”

Gu Yu Xi’s reverie was instantly shattered. When he pulled out of his distraction, he didn’t quite hear what Luo Pan Zhi said: “…What?”

Luo Pan Zhi looked at him: “I said, can I come to your place tonight?”

Gu Yu Xi: “…” Why would he suddenly come to his place? He instinctively replied: “I’m not used to having other people in my home.”

The moment he said it, he regretted it.

“Oh? Attorney Gu, don’t you have a boyfriend? Why would you not be used to having other people in your home?” Luo Pan Zhi drove into a shopping mall and skillfully found a parking spot. He smiled: “That’s not a good habit.”

“…” Gu Yu Xi thought, I knew he’d bring up the boyfriend again. Then he realized Luo Pan Zhi had parked the car in front of a large shopping mall. He was stunned for a few seconds: “What are we doing here?”

“Going grocery shopping.”

Gu Yu Xi: “?”

Luo Pan Zhi parked the car, turned off the engine, and turned to look at Gu Yu Xi: “Because the CEO also needs to buy groceries and cook for the person he cares about.”

Gu Yu Xi met Luo Pan Zhi’s gaze, but quickly looked away, a hint of confusion in his eyes. Why is he looking at me like that? Trying to sway me? “It’s commendable that Little CEO Luo can take time out of his busy schedule to cook for the person he cares about. You’re a good man.”

He regretted it again after saying it. Why bring up “good man” for no reason?

“Then, Attorney Gu, do you want this good man?”

Before Gu Yu Xi could react, he saw Luo Pan Zhi leaning toward him. His eyes flashed with surprise, but it quickly faded. He sat perfectly still, not retreating an inch, as if fighting his own composed inner self, refusing to show any trace of weakness.

Only the fingertips resting on his leg trembled slightly.

“Does your boyfriend cook?” Luo Pan Zhi rested his hand on the back of Gu Yu Xi’s headrest, leaning his body forward until his arm was close to Gu Yu Xi’s shoulder. He stared at Gu Yu Xi’s profile, his voice low and soft: “Hmm? Does he?”

Gu Yu Xi’s Adam’s apple bobbed.

That “Hmm?” landed on his left ear, like a feather brushing his eardrum, light and gentle, spreading downward, causing a wave of numbness over his body. The arm close to his ear lightly brushed his shoulder, seemingly grazing his heart.

This Alpha is truly…

Vicious.

He knows I like his pheromones, and he knows I have a “boyfriend,” yet he insists on getting closer. Does he really not care about the consequences?

“No, he doesn’t,” Gu Yu Xi stopped avoiding him. He turned his head, looking directly into the heat in Luo Pan Zhi’s eyes: “He doesn’t need to cook to prove he’s a good man. As long as I like him, he is the best in my heart.”

“Really?” Luo Pan Zhi leaned in even closer, so close that there was only about a fist’s distance between their lips: “A man in an apron, you don’t like that?”

A man in an apron?

Gu Yu Xi’s mind involuntarily conjured up an image of his brand-new kitchen. He didn’t usually cook because he wasn’t very good at it. If there was a man walking around in an apron, preparing a meal for him…

“A man wearing only an apron, you don’t like that?”

Luo Pan Zhi’s low, slightly husky voice echoed in his ear. The seductive tone, coupled with the words, sparked all sorts of wild fantasies.

In Gu Yu Xi’s mind, the man walking around the kitchen automatically took on Luo Pan Zhi’s face.

Luo Pan Zhi is only wearing an apron, revealing his strong, muscular arms. The thin fabric completely fails to hide his intense charisma. He walks out of the kitchen, approaches Gu Yu Xi who is working in the living room, kneels in front of him, places his hands on his knees, and looks up at him with deep affection:

[“Husband, do you want to eat dinner first, or… eat me first?”]

His throat tightened.

“Do you like it?” Luo Pan Zhi asked with a deep, knowing smile. His gaze fell on the light sweat forming on Gu Yu Xi’s pale neck. He half-closed his eyes. It truly was sexy.

Gu Yu Xi didn’t look away from Luo Pan Zhi’s deep, smiling eyes. The rebelliousness that was never as cool and reserved as it appeared on the surface began to stir again. He even started to question himself in reverse.

Luo Pan Zhi initiated this provocation.

I didn’t.

I had already taken a step back. I had made it quite clear that I only liked his pheromones—that the attraction was purely pheromonal. Yet, Luo Pan Zhi continued to aggressively approach me, completely ignoring my distance, shortening the gap step by step.

Until now…

Only a lip-length’s distance remained.

“I like it.”

The cold, detached voice rang out in the car, yet the soft “I like it” imbued it with an indescribable seductiveness.

Gu Yu Xi placed his hand on the edge of the seat and leaned one inch closer to Luo Pan Zhi. His hand seemed to accidentally brush Luo Pan Zhi’s thigh. His gaze passed over the man’s lips, casually swept lower, and finally returned to Luo Pan Zhi’s face.

“I like a man wearing only an apron.”

Luo Pan Zhi was ignited by that nonchalant gaze. He turned his face away and laughed aloud, feeling the thrilling ‘forbidden’ excitement that sent his adrenaline soaring.

With a “click,” he unbuckled Gu Yu Xi’s seatbelt and immediately grabbed his hand.

“Then come with me now to buy groceries, then go to your place, put on the apron, and cook for you.”

Gu Yu Xi felt the addiction he had suppressed for days surge again. Luo Pan Zhi’s indulgence made him throw caution to the wind. He squeezed Luo Pan Zhi’s hand back, his eyes shimmering:

“If it’s not delicious, I’m throwing you out.”

Luo Pan Zhi’s smile deepened. He tightened his grip on Gu Yu Xi’s hand: “I promise I’ll make it incredibly delicious. I guarantee you’ll never forget it, day or night.”