Tangling with the Western Commander
Chapter 452: 449

Chapter 452: Chapter 449

Huo Qi stood outside the door, “…”

He seemed rather awkward, it appeared that he had said something wrong again. At the moment the door closed, he saw that he had made the professor’s face turn beet red with anger.

Well, it must have been anger.

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…

After receiving that anonymous message, Lu Xiao had taken action.

The message was sent by Li Tingze; even after being provoked by the car accident these past days, he had managed to keep his cool without reaction.

Because Lu Xiao had been waiting for Li Tingze to make contact, to seek him out again.

Even if Li Tingze would no longer look for him, in the end, Lu Xiao would take the initiative to find him, if only to execute his plan.

However, now that Li Tingze had taken the initiative, he had already put himself at a disadvantage.

The message from Li Tingze was to meet up with Lu Xiao alone to have a talk over a meal, but everyone knew that this was most likely a trap.

But Lu Xiao had agreed to it nonetheless.

He replied with a time directly.

The time was set for 20:00 in the evening, two days after Wen Xian was discharged from the hospital, at a location within the city district, though that area was mostly auto repair shops.

What tricks each other had up their sleeves, they both knew clearly.

Before we knew it, the day arrived. Wen Xian received a message from Sister Ling; now that the filming was over, there was a spokesperson engagement that required her to fly to Shanghai. She agreed, as it wouldn’t take more than two days to handle, and after which she planned to take a good, long rest and give herself a vacation.

Lu Xiao went out for business during the day, and she left the house as well, but not for any other reason than to meet her younger brother, who had asked to see her.

Her feelings towards her brother were complicated. Although she had endured many hurts because of him, she didn’t want to dwell on those issues now that she was living happily. After all, a lot of those issues stemmed from their parents, and it wasn’t fair to blame him alone.

Moreover, about her long-unseen brother, despite her mixed feelings, she still wanted to meet him. He wasn’t yet of age.

She took a cab to a coffee shop in the downtown area. As she got out of the car, she spotted a youth standing at the entrance of the coffee shop.

Lean, frail, roughly one meter seventy-eight or seventy-nine in height.

Even after a long absence, she recognized him instantly; apart from sending money, she didn’t want any contact with them.

That was her pain, but now, with the love Lu Xiao had provided as compensation, she was gradually starting to let go of some of it.

There stood a youth at the entrance of the coffee shop, wearing a high school student’s blue uniform, covered with a down jacket. The harsh winter wind reddened his delicate face, especially at the tip of his nose.

Wen Xian wore sunglasses and a mask, wrapped in a scarf, with a deep coffee-colored coat outside, wide-legged pants below, and a pair of black boots on her feet. Her long hair was slightly curled and casually strewn, both beautiful and full of style, exuding an aura all her own.

She walked towards the high school student standing at the entrance of the coffee shop, step by step.

The latter, upon seeing her, suddenly froze, staring at her continuously, but as she came closer, he seemed to suddenly panic, quickly lowering his head.

Eventually, he saw his sister’s black shoes appear before his eyes.

The youth’s hand rested on the door handle, and he opened the door. His throat moved slightly, and in his inherently clear voice, he said quietly, “Come in.”

Wen Xian paused for a moment, then without hesitation, stepped inside first.

The youth followed her in—