The Scheming Billionaire's Heartfelt Devotion

Chapter 368 - 381: Are you crazy? Who let you secretly make a copy of my house key?

Han Xi sat quietly on the sofa next to him. Indeed, men are at their most handsome when they work. Lu Jinghan was conversing fluently in English with someone on the computer screen, occasionally turning his head to glance at Han Xi.After almost half an hour, the meeting finally ended. Lu Jinghan closed the laptop, raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, and then stood up from the chair.

"Are you tired? Let me massage your shoulders."

Han Xi walked over and pressed Lu Jinghan back into the chair, placing her hands on his shoulders, applying a moderate amount of pressure as she massaged, "Does this feel a bit better?"

"Thank you, wife." Lu Jinghan leaned back in the chair with his eyes closed, a handsome curve forming on his lips.

After massaging Lu Jinghan for a while, they went downstairs together for dinner.

Han Xi sat down at the dining table, lowered her head to scoop a spoonful of soup, and drank it, "Jing Han, Meng Meng just called and said she wants me to accompany her tomorrow to have some fun. It just so happens that I have a day off tomorrow, so I agreed. Do you have time to join us?"

"I have time. Tomorrow we’ll pick up Meng Meng together. Have you thought about where to go?"

"How about the aquarium?"

"Yeah, sounds good."

With a gentle smile, Lu Jinghan raised his hand to wipe away the grease from the corner of Han Xi’s mouth, his dark eyes full of affection.

.......

At the entrance of Chu Ci’s villa, Fu Bin flicked the burning cigarette butt from his hand to the ground and stamped it out with his shiny leather shoe.

He turned and glanced at the paparazzi crouching in their car, then naturally took out a key from his pants pocket, opened the door, and walked in.

Chu Ci, who was eating in the dining room, heard the sound and turned around, looking at him in astonishment, "How did you get in?"

Fu Bin jingled the keys in his hand, "Of course, I came in openly and legitimately."

"Are you crazy? Who gave you the right to make a copy of my house key?"

With a "clack," Chu Ci threw the chopsticks onto the dining table, so angry that she was nearly dizzy. She had never seen a man with such thick skin.

"Get out, you’re not welcome here."

With a smile on his lips, Fu Bin changed his shoes in the entryway and strolled over leisurely, "Aunt Li, could you please serve me a bowl of rice?"

"No, you’re not allowed."

Aunt Li stood innocently by the dining room, feeling caught in a quandary about whether to obey or not.

Internally, Aunt Li fretted: Why do you two have to squabble and make my life difficult? I’m just a worker here. Is that easy for me?

Fu Bin simply went to the kitchen himself to get a bowl of rice, then sat down in the chair opposite Chu Ci, "There are paparazzi outside, if you want them to write about your man not returning home at night, just kick me out."

He picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of food, and continued, "Can I have a guest room tonight? I slept on the sofa last night, and my back is killing me."

Chu Ci looked at him as if he were a weirdo, her face clouded with annoyance, "When did I ever agree to let you stay? Also, give me your account number later, and I’ll transfer that twenty million to you."

"No need, since you’re pregnant with my child, spending my money is rightfully deserved."

"Fu Bin, you’re simply insane. I’ve told you a hundred and eighty times that this child has nothing to do with you at all."

Chu Ci took a deep breath, trying her best not to get angry. Today she read in a book that a mother’s emotions are important and directly affect the baby in her womb.

Fu Bin nonchalantly looked up at Chu Ci, "Today my parents saw the news, and they called wanting to meet you, is that okay?"

"No, it’s not okay. We have no relationship at all. Why should I meet your parents? Are you nuts?"

"Hmm, I knew you’d say that, so I already made excuses on your behalf."