CEO Wants To Marry Me After Divorce
Chapter 334. This cruel man

Chapter 334: 334. This cruel man

Qiao Xu didn’t want to argue with him, not knowing why this man suddenly became so stubborn.

"If you keep doing this, your wound will split open again."

Her eyes were still calm without any ripples, looking at his wound and giving a well-intentioned reminder.

A cold sneer came from Lu Moqing’s mouth, he grabbed her hand, loosened it, and said, "What’s this? You stabbed me, now you want to give me candy to eat?"

Qiao Xu frowned, but remained silent.

"Do you think I care?"

He coldly curled his lips and suddenly stood up from the sofa and walked out. His hoarse voice repeated in a low whisper, "I don’t care, I don’t care..."

At the door, he reached out and pulled the door handle with force, then slammed the door and left.

Qiao Xu stood there, pondering over Lu Moqing’s appearance as he left, her eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

After a long time, she took several deep breaths, pressing her aching heart and whispered, "It’s not like I’ve wronged him. What right does he have to be mad at me?"

If the wound splits open, so be it. She’d tried to persuade him, but he wouldn’t listen. She didn’t care if he died!

After doing some mental construction in her heart, Qiao Xu instantly felt much more at peace.

Since they weren’t going to remarry, there was no need to be too involved with him.

Name Prestige Club -

In the spacious and luxurious private room, men and women dressed in gorgeous attire sat together, some drinking, others dancing.

Through the crowd, Lu Moqing was lazily leaning against the back of the high-quality leather sofa, his well-defined hand holding a glass of blood-red liquor. His slightly narrowed eyes appeared lazy, but they seemed to be covered in a layer of frost.

"President Gu, it’s really our president who invited you to this gathering?"

Jiang Hao lowered his voice, leaning close to Gu Junhang, who was sitting in the corner with a wine glass, and quietly asked.

"Hmm."

Getting the confirmation, Jiang Hao was surprised. This was not their president’s usual style.

This self-disciplined man, who was almost like a monk, had actually initiated such a drinking party. Just one day after being sent to the Receiving and Dispatching Room, what kind of unknown stimulus had the president received?

Looking at the women who were eyeing their boss aggressively, ready to lean in at any moment, Jiang Hao frowned worriedly.

"President Gu, I’m a little worried about our president."

"Hm?"

Gu Junhang’s cold eyes glanced at Jiang Hao through the transparent wine glass, "What are you worried about? That he’ll be eaten by those women?"

Gu Junhang scoffed. He didn’t even have to ask to know what had hit Lu Moqing.

Who else could make him look like this ghostly figure other than his ex-wife who was chased away by his strength?

"No, I’m worried that our president will break those women’s hands."

How could he worry about the president being eaten?

This 30-year-old virgin... ah, no, this 30-year-old unattainable beauty, not just anyone could eat him up.

Gu Junhang’s gaze lightly swept over Lu Moqing, who was sitting on the sofa, not saying a word, his face gloomy and terrifying as if he was about to eat people. His thin lips curled slightly.

Those women indeed wanted to get close to Lu Moqing, but they were scared by his Lord Yama-like appearance.

But there were still some who were not afraid to die.

"Lu Shao, come and play with us. It’s my first time meeting you in person. You look even better in person than... Ah!!"

Before the woman could finish her coquettish words, the fingers reaching for Lu Moqing’s chest were directly broken by him, "Get lost!"