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Although Lu Yuan said that Lu Zhao would come to pick him up, Xia Yu didn't take it seriously. He walked out of the bar and prepared to find a designated driver.
But before he could make a selection on his phone, Lu Yuan next to him patted his arm. When he looked up, he saw a familiar figure standing not far away.
Under the dim light, Lu Zhao, wearing a black coat, walked over leisurely with a straight figure.
Xia Yu's fingers couldn't help but pause.
Lu Zhao clearly saw his cousin with a dazed look on his face, but he didn't bother to care. He took a few steps up the stairs, touched Xia Yu's hand first, and confirmed that Xia Yu was not cold, then asked in a low voice, "How much did you drink? Why are you wearing so little?"
Xia Yu looked up at Lu Zhao. In this rainy night, his eyes were like a pool of water, clear and translucent.
He had indeed drunk quite a bit of wine, and his legs were a little weak.
But he was not yet insane. He raised his chin towards Lu Zhao with a dissatisfied look on his face, "Why are you here? I didn't ask you to answer it."
Lu Zhao said, "I just called you a few times, but you didn't answer. I'm worried."
Xia Yu sneered.
He is not a three-year-old child and he has acquaintances around him. What can possibly go wrong
But Lu Zhao looked at him seriously. Seeing that Xia Yu was not happy, he lowered his head and coaxed him, "Come back with me, please. You've been drinking and need someone to take care of you."
As he spoke, he already had his hands around Xia Yu's waist. Because of his tall stature, he almost held Xia Yu in his arms.
Lu Yuan's eyes almost popped out.
He had seen his brother being decisive and efficient in the board meetings, and he had also seen Lu Zhao being calm and dejected after dealing with his mother's funeral.
But he had never seen his brother be so gentle and considerate.
Obviously, there didn't seem to be anything special, but the way his brother looked at Xia Yu silently revealed a sense of doting, as if he didn't know how to treat this baby.
Xia Yu tilted his head and looked at Lu Zhao for a while, looking a little reluctant.
After a while, he said slowly, as if it were a gift, "Okay."
It was at this moment that Xia Yu remembered that there was someone next to him, and turned back to look at Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan was dumbfounded. He didn't care about anything else. He looked at Xia Yu, then at his brother, and asked in panic, "What do you two mean by this?"
He looked at Lu Zhao blankly, "Brother, why did you bring Xia Yu home?"
He had a vague guess in his mind, but he didn't dare to believe it.
But Lu Zhao just glanced at it indifferently.
He has always taken good care of Lu Yuan, almost like his own brother, but he is a dictatorial patriarch and has no intention of explaining.
"It's none of your business. Shut up, don't ask, and don't say anything."
Lu Yuan was even more devastated.
What kind of lustful statement is this from his brother.
Xia Yu... is married!
His mind caught this message in the chaos, and he squeezed out a word from his throat, reminding him, "Brother, Xia Yu has a husband. If you want to send him, you should send him to his own home."
Lu Zhao's face became even colder.
Xia Yu burst out laughing.
Although he was not drunk yet, the alcohol was making him a little dizzy. He stood in the cold wind of late autumn, squinting his eyes, and looked at Lu Yuan.