Chasing My Husband! The "Crown Prince" of the Beijing Circle Is Wildly Unruly! - Chapter 14

On the second day of the new year, they went to the Underwater World and the Polar Ocean World.

On the third, they climbed Mount Lao to pray for blessings and stayed at a guesthouse there for the night.

On the fourth, they went skiing at a ski resort in Huangdao.

On the fifth, Wang Xinghe took him winter fishing.

On the sixth, Wang Xinghe took him to Wheat Island.

Wang Xinghe took him all over the city of Qingcheng.

The love in Wang Xinghe’s eyes for Lu Jingze grew deeper and deeper.

And the panic in Lu Jingze’s heart grew more and more serious.

When they returned on the evening of the sixth, Wang Xinghe tidied up the upper and lower floors before taking a shower.

Tomorrow was the seventh, they had to go get supplies, and the day after that, the eighth, they had to reopen the shop.

Lu Jingze, still in his down jacket, knocked on the bathroom door. “Brother Xinghe, I’m going to the pharmacy.”

Wang Xinghe turned off the water and poked his head out. “What are you going to the pharmacy for?”

“To buy some… things for the bed.” Lu Jingze smiled meaningfully.

Wang Xinghe immediately shut the door, his face flushed. This guy’s mouth really has no filter.

Lu Jingze left the noodle shop and went straight to a Dell computer store.

The owner had just parked his brand-new Toyota Prado. He was ecstatic to see his cash cow.

He quickly got out of his car. “Hey, Boss, Happy New Year.”

Lu Jingze replied, “Happy New Year.”

The computer store owner expertly unlocked the door, and the first thing he did was hand a laptop to Lu Jingze.

Lu Jingze opened the laptop, set up the IP, and began to browse his emails.

[Subordinate: Master Lu, Ji Yuheng has somehow found out that you are alive and is looking for you in private.]

[Subordinate: Master Lu, there have been signs of a hacker attack on your company and accounts.]

[Subordinate: Master Lu, they have found out you went to Rongcheng and are now searching for your whereabouts there.]

[Subordinate: Master Lu, the manor still hasn’t inquired about you, but the Old Master noticed that you didn’t go see him during the holiday. He has been wanting to see you, but the Madam and Master have been holding him back.]

[Subordinate: Master Lu, Ji Yuheng seems to be planning to confirm the news of your death at sea. In March, he plans to reclaim your assets in the name of the Master.]

Lu Jingze looked at the expected news, his lips curling into a sarcastic smile.

His fingers flew across the keyboard.

[Stay put. When they are about to announce my death, I will show up myself.]

Three seconds later.

[Subordinate: Received, Master Lu.]

[Subordinate: Received, Master Lu.]

Lu Jingze closed his email, his fingers moving rapidly.

A moment later, a picture of a luxurious mansion appeared on the screen.

In the picture, a beautiful middle-aged woman in a pure Chinese-style, heavily carved villa was putting food on the plate of a woman in a white dress.

Sitting next to the woman in the white dress was his good cousin, Ji Yuheng.

The beautiful woman was his mother.

Wang Xinghe was lying in bed. He took out a sketchbook from the drawer of the nightstand.

It contained some of the sketches he had drawn when he was learning to paint.

He flipped through the pages, his eyes filled with nostalgia.

Whoosh. The sound of the rolling shutter being pulled up.

Then came the sound of the shutter coming down and being locked. Wang Xinghe put the sketchbook back.

Tap-tap-tap— Footsteps followed.

Lu Jingze, holding a Tongfang Pharmacy bag, went upstairs.

He took off his jacket and slippers, looked at the person lying in bed, and smiled.

“I’m going to take a shower. Wait for me.” Lu Jingze’s eyes were filled with ambiguous intent.

Wang Xinghe nodded. “Okay, I’ll wait for you.”

Lu Jingze showered quickly, dried his hair, and ran upstairs.

“So cold, so cold—” He swiftly burrowed into Wang Xinghe’s quilt.

“You’re freezing—” Wang Xinghe complained, but he actually wrapped his arms around him.

He gently rubbed Lu Jingze’s hair. “Your hair is so stiff. I’ve heard that people with stiff hair have a stiff temper, too.”

“My temper is indeed bad, but it depends on the person. Have I ever lost my temper with you?” Lu Jingze changed his position, hugging Wang Xinghe in his arms.

Wang Xinghe didn’t resist this time. When Lu Jingze kissed him, he kissed him back fiercely.

Lu Jingze was very satisfied with Wang Xinghe’s response. He kissed his earlobe, murmuring intoxicatingly, “Why are you so sweet? I’d think you were raised on honey.”

Wang Xinghe’s face was a little red. He was twenty-six. Where was he “sweet”?

To stop him from saying anything else that would make him blush, he turned his head and kissed his lips.

His tea-colored eyes were flushed. “You talk too much dirty during it.”

“Be more focused. Do it with me.”

Lu Jingze looked at Wang Xinghe’s completely red face and, with a hint of interest, pressed his head down.

He whispered another dirty word in his ear.

Wang Xinghe turned completely red, like a cooked shrimp.

He almost buried his face in the pillow.

Lu Jingze took the opportunity to pull him into his arms and went all out.

On the seventh day, when they returned with supplies, an unexpected visitor was standing in front of the shop.

The man was wearing a brown woolen coat that went down to his calves, a black high-neck sweater, and black casual pants. His shoes were brown British-style boots.

He wore gold-rimmed glasses, and his slightly long hair gave him the mature intellectual look of a man.

Lu Jingze was moving supplies to the stairs. The man’s gaze was fixed on him.

Their eyes met. The man with the gold-rimmed glasses froze.

His eyes showed a look of disbelief.

Lu Jingze narrowed his eyes sensitively. He was sure that the man knew him.

But he couldn’t remember where he had seen the person in front of him.

This man was Zhao Yan, Wang Xinghe’s former classmate.

“Xinghe, long time no see. Happy New Year.” Zhao Yan stepped forward and helped him carry a basket of vegetables from the trunk.

Wang Xinghe was startled. He turned around to see his old classmate, Zhao Yan, and a hint of awkwardness flashed in his eyes.

“Long time no see, Zhao Yan.”

“Weren’t you supposed to land on the ninth?”

Back then, he didn’t like men and didn’t understand Zhao Yan’s decisiveness and advances.

Now, because of Lu Jingze, Wang Xinghe understood all of Zhao Yan’s unspoken hints from their youth.

“My plans changed, so I came back early.” Zhao Yan looked behind him, his eyes filled with a certain meaning.

“Who is the person behind you?”

Wang Xinghe didn’t want to be a jerk. He took Lu Jingze’s hand and smiled, telling him, “This is my boyfriend, Lu Jingze.”

These two pieces of information seemed to be like a bomb that exploded in Zhao Yan’s mind. He was speechless for a long time.

“Lu Jingze? That’s a famous name, Xinghe…” Zhao Yan looked at Lu Jingze’s clothes for a moment, unable to understand their current situation.

Wang Xinghe was a little puzzled. “You’ve heard that name?”

Then he looked a little surprised. “Could you tell me more about him?”

Lu Jingze’s phoenix eyes were filled with a murderous aura as he stared at Zhao Yan, his lowered eyes a clear warning.

It was as if to say, if he dared to say anything, he would face absolute revenge.

Zhao Yan knew the Crown Prince’s reputation and naturally didn’t dare to cross him.

He forced a stiff smile. “When I was studying abroad, one of my friends in a certain circle wrote a novel, and the main character was also named Lu Jingze.”

“It’s a very famous book in our circle. That’s why I said the name was famous.”

Wang Xinghe’s anticipation turned to dust. “It’s just a coincidence. What a shame. I thought you knew him.”

Wang Xinghe hadn’t told anyone about Lu Jingze’s amnesia.

He was just disappointed that he had thought he could finally learn a little something about him.