The White Moonlight Kidnapping Plan

I didn’t walk very fast.

I didn’t feel like anyone was following me when I got into the elevator, either.

Was I just overthinking it?

Lu Chen was only acting this way because of his guilt toward Yu Qiaoqiao, right?

I had even almost convinced myself that he’d recognized me a long time ago.

After I got downstairs.

Li Xun was already waiting for me.

He waved at me, and I walked quickly toward him.

Seeing the smile on his face, I felt a sudden, sharp pang of heartache.

Li Xun held a bouquet of roses: “Qiaoqiao, shall we go see a movie?”

Just as I was about to nod, I keenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps.

I didn’t look back; instead, I took the opportunity to stand on my tiptoes, cupping Li Xun’s cheeks.

I prepared to kiss him.

Just inches away, my arm was viciously grabbed and yanked backward.

Lu Chen’s eyes, filled with extreme rage, reflected my own face.

I tried to break free: “Are you sick in the head? Lu Chen!”

He laughed in his fury: “Yeah, just think of me as a lunatic.”

Perhaps the impatient expression on my face had completely enraged him.

Lu Chen actually, right in front of Li Xun, forcefully gripped the back of my head and pressed me toward him.

I felt his scorching, dry skin press against my lips with a fierce, savage intensity.

He lifted his gaze, and the look he shot at Li Xun was brimming with provocation and intimidation.