He's stalking and begging for reconciliation

A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Lu Xingzhou's mouth, and he ignored him, turning his head to one side, obviously ignoring him.

His attitude annoyed Zheng Qian, he walked up in two or three steps, and grabbed Lu Xingzhou's mandible.

Lu Xingzhou's gaze immediately met Zheng Qian's.

The anger in Zheng Qian's eyes seemed to be burning, and his face was darkened, but Lu Xingzhou was not so scared anymore, he pushed Zheng Qian away fiercely, and there was still a trace of hot pain from rubbing on his chin.

He stared at Zheng Qian coldly and said: "Zheng Qian, don't forget that we are divorced, and you probably can't control who I contact with?"

Zheng Qian laughed angrily: "Okay, I really underestimated you, you are quite capable."

Lu Xingzhou said to himself: "The blood has already been donated, when will you let me go back?"

When Lin Mo was mentioned, Zheng Qian immediately forgot about settling accounts with him, and he pressed his eyebrows with a worried look on his face.

"Lin Mo needs another blood transfusion at any time now, you can't leave yet."

"Are you kidding? Why should his injury be counted on my head? What obligation do I have to do for him?"

Lu Xingzhou had no way to communicate with him normally.

"Lu Xingzhou, as I said, I can compensate you as much as you want. You don't want to toast or eat fine wine."

Lu Xingzhou looked at him silently, and didn't speak for a long time. Zheng Qian's scalp was numb from his stare, and he asked impatiently, "What are you looking at me for?"

Lu Xingzhou's eyes slowly turned red: "Then what is the hard work for so many years in your eyes, and how much money can you buy?"

This time it was Zheng Qian's turn to be silent. He was obviously at a loss for words by Lu Xingzhou's words. It was his fault. Zheng Qian knew that he had no way to argue with Lu Xingzhou, but he was determined to never let Lin Mo go.

Therefore, Zheng Qian could only half-threateningly say: "Lu Xingzhou, as I said, you don't want to be toasted or punished. If you insist on not cooperating, how long do you think your friend's shop will last? By the way, over there The road at night is not safe, you have to remind him to be careful."

Lu Xingzhou gritted his teeth, trembled his lips, stared at Zheng Qian and said, "Are you threatening me?"

"Yes, I threaten you."

"You can only do these despicable and shameless things?" Lu Xingzhou hated.

Zheng Qian turned around and said in a deep voice, "Lu Xingzhou, I'm a businessman. I just need to get what I want. As for the process, I don't care. I believe you understand."

Lu Xingzhou lay on the bed desperately, only the tears were still streaming down, he didn't even notice when Zheng Qian left the ward.

Tired of crying, he fell asleep again.

When he woke up, Lu Xingzhou was still in a daze. He put on his clothes and was about to go out to have a look, but was stopped by a few tall and three-faced men at the door.

"Mr. Lu, without Mr. Zheng's permission, you can't leave here now. We also follow the rules. Please don't make things difficult for us." The leading man was wearing a pair of sunglasses, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Lu Xingzhou twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a stiff self-mockery, this kind of scene really seemed familiar, a few months ago, Zheng Qian also put him under house arrest in the same way.

Zheng Qian really overestimated him. With his current physique and condition, does he need so many people to watch over him?

Lu Xingzhou retreated back to the room silently. Even if no one came to stare at him, based on Zheng Qian's previous threats, Lu Xingzhou would not dare to risk Ye Jia's safety.

Different from the previous house arrest, the food Zheng Qian gave him this time was more than a little bit better.

Chicken, duck and fish appeared in Lu Xingzhou's lunch box in different patterns every day. Lu Xingzhou knew that it was thanks to Lin Mo that he could be treated like this.

It's a pity that I can't eat such greasy things anymore. Since the last operation, his diet should not be too light.

Before he knew it, a week had passed, and Lin Mo was also transferred to a special ward.

Although Lu Xingzhou had never met Lin Mo, two bags of blood had been drawn from him during this week. The excessive blood loss made his face pale, his lips turned white and dry, and his whole body seemed to be seriously ill.

He couldn't lift his strength all day long, and although he was sitting there well, he was always sweating inexplicably.

He didn't have much appetite at first, and now his appetite is getting worse. Sometimes he can't even finish a bowl of rice. Lu Xingzhou swore that he really didn't have any tendency to abuse himself, and he didn't have any intention of protesting.

It's just that the excessive blood loss made his overall condition worse. Lu Xingzhou was not interested in anything, and sometimes he was inexplicably anxious. He knew that these were symptoms of excessive blood loss.

Therefore, he now only hopes that Lin Mo will be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible, so that Zheng Qian can let him go.

After this situation continued for a few days, he saw Zheng Qian again. At noon that day, he was sitting by the bed, waiting for the guard at the door to bring him food.

Unexpectedly, it was Zheng Qian who was waiting. He personally carried the lunch box and stepped into the ward.

Although Lu Xingzhou was a little surprised, he didn't show anything. He glanced at Zheng Qian indifferently, and then waited for him to put the lunch box on the bedside cabinet.

Zheng Qian put down the lunch box but did not leave. He folded his arms and looked at Lu Xingzhou from above. Lu Xingzhou didn't like being looked down on like this, so he sat up and stared at Zheng Qian.

Zheng Qian said, "Are you resisting me?"

Lu Xingzhou didn't understand, so he asked, "What did I resist?"

Zheng Qian's face was blue: "I eat so little every day, look at your face, do you want to die?"

Lu Xingzhou sneered: "Are you just caring about me?"

Zheng Qian chuckled: "Lu Xingzhou, I advise you not to be too narcissistic. If you are dead, who will transfuse Lin Mo?"

Oh, as expected...

"I can't eat it." Lu Xingzhou was listless.

Zheng Qian's imposing manner was forceful: "Today I personally watched you eat, you must finish eating."

Before Lu Xingzhou could make a move, Zheng Qian opened the lunch box himself, took out the food and chopsticks, and handed them to Lu Xingzhou.

Lu Xingzhou hastily moved his chopsticks a few times. His anemia for several days made him really unable to arouse his appetite, even for delicious food. What's more, Zheng Qian's dark eyes suddenly lowered the air pressure in the ward a lot.

It was really depressing, and Lu Xingzhou even began to feel flustered and short of breath.

Lu Xingzhou forced himself to swallow a few more mouthfuls, and finally, he had no choice but to put down his chopsticks.

There were still a few mouthfuls of rice left in the bowl. Although it was much larger than his usual appetite, Zheng Qian was still dissatisfied. He pointed to the meat on the plate and said coldly, "Eat!"

Lu Xingzhou frowned, didn't say anything, picked up his chopsticks and pointed at the meat again.

Unexpectedly, after taking a bite, the chopsticks in his hand loosened, and the rest of the meat rolled under the bed along the quilt.

His stomach was filled with nausea, and he tried his best to suppress the entry of food. Lu Xingzhou held on to the bedside cabinet in pain and retched uncontrollably. He even vomited out all the food he had eaten before, and his eyes were also vomiting. Moisture gradually appeared under the stimulation.

Ignoring Zheng Qian who was still watching, he picked up the remaining cold water on the bedside and drank it. After the sourness in his mouth slowly faded away, Lu Xingzhou raised his head with a look of embarrassment...

Zheng Qian's expression was complicated, his eyes fell on him, and he didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he put away the bowl and chopsticks and handed it to the guard outside the door.

He returned to the ward, moved a chair and sat by the bed, as if he wanted to negotiate with Lu Xingzhou.

Lu Xingzhou looked at him with teary eyes, waiting for him to ask questions.

Zheng Qian's tone was complicated: "I didn't expect that one day, you would attack the Zheng family..."

Lu Xingzhou was stunned: "What to do? Can you explain clearly?"

Zheng Qian saw that he was pretending to be stupid, and his tone became slightly angry: "The planning and documents of the project are all leaked from you, right?"

Lu Xingzhou was completely dumbfounded. He froze for a while, then pulled Zheng Qian's hand in a panic, and kept shaking his head: "It's not me, how could it be me? You know, in the past six years, I have paid for the company. How much, how could it be possible to destroy it with one's own hands?"

Zheng Qian was furious, and waved Lu Xingzhou away with one hand, and Lu Xingzhou was thrown back on the bed by him.

"I do know why, because I divorced you, because I like Lin Mo and Lu Xingzhou, I didn't expect you to be so vicious, even Lin Mo would not let you go!" Zheng Qian's eyes were scaring red, and he stared at Lu Xing. Zhou: "I told you a long time ago, what are you coming after me, don't attack Lin Mo..."

Lu Xingzhou put his hands on the bed and backed away in fright: "Zheng Qian, you should investigate clearly, I don't even know what you're talking about."

Zheng Qian's eyes were full of hatred, he strode forward and grabbed Lu Xingzhou's neck with one hand, and slowly tightened his grip: "Lu Xingzhou, I really... want to kill you right now."

Lu Xingzhou raised his neck in pain, sweating profusely, his face was bruised.

Zheng Qian seemed to have realized something suddenly, he let go of his hand, Lu Xingzhou lost his strength, and leaned against the head of the bed, coughing feebly.

"You think you've done everything flawlessly? How do you explain the sudden extra money in your bank card?" Zheng Qian sneered, "Tell me, how did you earn so much money in just a few months?" Up to 1000 million?"

Lu Xingzhou looked at him blankly, not knowing how to react.

"You still dare to hire a murderer?"

"Ahem... What are you hiring murderers to kill? Tell me clearly." Lu Xingzhou hadn't recovered from the atrocity just now, he spoke weakly.

"The car owner who ran into Lin Mo personally admitted that you hired him to kill people. There is indeed 100 million expenses in the bank card under your name. Lu Xingzhou, how do you explain it?"

Lu Xingzhou's eyes were dull, he just stared at Zheng Qian absent-mindedly, unable to speak a word.

How can he explain this?If you want to add a crime, why worry about it?

Zheng Qian's eyes were full of anger, disappointment, hatred, and even disgust: "Lu Xingzhou, I'll give you a chance to explain, but you should tell me."

"I have no way to prove my innocence...Because of all this, I don't know..."

Zheng Qian looked at him disappointedly: "Let's not discuss the loss of the company for now, just treat it as my divorce compensation for you. As for Lin Mo, you can stay here well, and your blood will be his compensation."

Lu Xingzhou flinched, and Zheng Qian didn't look at him, he just turned around and left after finishing speaking.

small theater

The author coded until two o'clock last night, people were confused, and posted a long section of repeated chapters, sometimes dazzled, and there were a few typos (kneel down and beg forgiveness)

You can read it again, you don’t need to pay for the chapter just now

Attach a small theater to compensate everyone (today is the humble Zha Zhaqian)

Zha Zhaqian: "Honey, do you eat apples?"

A certain person didn't even bother to take a look, and turned his head coldly to watch TV.

Zha Zhaqian put down the apple in his hand, and picked up the oranges again.

"Honey, eat some oranges, I just bought them today, they are sweet!"

Zhou Zhou roared angrily: "Get out, don't disturb me watching TV."

Zha Zhaqian trembled in fright, and hid to the side in desperation.

What to do, even though he was yelled at, he didn't dare to stay too far away, what if his wife needed him and couldn't find anyone?