Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Chapter 144 Sacrifice for Love

After spending an hour at Repulse Bay Beach, on the way back, Zhu Xia suddenly had the urge to try the Lykan supercar. She asked He Lianzhou to give up the driver's seat, and he nodded without hesitation.

The man sat in the passenger seat with a calm expression, but Zhu Xia felt inexplicably nervous.

She hasn't driven a car for a long time and her driving skills are not very good. Wouldn't it be too arrogant for her to drive a luxury sports car right away?

"If I have a car accident, will you leave me on the road?" Zhu Xia turned her head to look at him and asked softly.

He Lianzhou put one elbow on the car window, his posture relaxed and lazy. He raised his eyebrows when he heard the words and said nonchalantly: "I will just throw you on the bed."

Being a hooligan again.

Zhu Xia turned around and didn't want to pay attention to him.

It doesn't matter if it's hit, it's not her car anyway, the worst that can happen is compensation. But this car is so rare, I guess I can't afford it even if I have money... Zhu Xia hesitated for a moment, then asked: "How many times have you driven this car?"

"Not many times." He Lianzhou said.

There are many limited edition and specially customized cars in the underground garage. If Uncle Cai and Chen Shao are driving, they usually choose business cars. He Lianzhou is usually the only one who drives a sports car, but he has driven it only a few times, and almost always to pick up Zhu Xia.

"What if I drive improperly and the car is scrapped..."

Before Zhu Xia could finish her worried words, He Lianzhou leaned over and kissed her.

The man's big hand was placed behind her neck, almost covering her neck. Zhu Xia was moved forward a little, and his thin lips were pressed against hers.

It was a sudden kiss, but Zhu Xia took it for granted. His kiss was gentle but irresistible. She opened her eyes and looked at his eyelashes for a few seconds before closing her eyes.

The kiss was long and delicate, and he didn't let her go until she was out of breath.

"Why, are you afraid that I will blackmail you?" He Lianzhou said, "Don't worry. If we hit each other, it will be considered a suicide for love. Don't you want to die with me?"

Zhu Xia was still thinking about what he said before, but when she heard the last sentence unexpectedly, her pupils slightly dilated and she looked at him in surprise: "Who wants to die with you?!"

"Aren't you going to die of fever with me?"

"...You were confused and missed it." Zhu Xia tried to explain, "The original words were that if you don't let me go, we will die together."

However, He Lianzhou held her neck tighter, and their breaths collided and intertwined in mid-air. When their eyes met, he said firmly: "Then we will die together."

There is no possibility of letting go.

The indifferent and quiet Mr. He...always shows another face in front of her.

"You want to die, but I don't."

Zhu Xia pushed him away and pretended to be calm and asked, "Do you often commit suicide with girls?"

"Just you." He Lianzhou said.

The man's tone is mostly calm and composed, and you can't tell his emotions, but he has a good voice. When he is in a casual state, an ordinary and simple sentence coming out of his mouth sounds like a love talk that touches the heart.

Zhu Xia thought that this might be how she had been deceived before.

Zhu Xia reviewed the supercar braking techniques with He Lianzhou, and then reviewed them himself. After making sure there was no problem, he took the steering wheel and slowly started the car.

"Is it convenient?" He Lianzhou looked out the window at the cars passing them one after another, turned his head to look at Zhu Xia, and asked in a calm voice.

"Just barely." Zhu Xia started to be reserved at this time.

He Lianzhou raised the corner of his lips, looking at her clearly, "The car is yours."

Zhu Xia looked straight ahead, without even glancing at him, and decisively refused: "I don't want it."

"reason."

“I don’t need a car.”

"What do you need?" He Lianzhou looked deeply at her delicate and fair face and asked in a low voice.

Zhu Xia was quiet for a moment, as if she was thinking seriously about his question. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, she stepped on the brakes and stopped the car on the side of the road.

He Lianzhou looked outside and saw a convenience store that was open for business.

Zhu Xia unbuckled her seatbelt and asked, "I'm going to buy some ice cream, do you want some?"

He Lianzhou said no, and his slender fingers tapped on the car window sill from time to time. His deep black eyes watched Zhu Xia get out of the car and trot into the convenience store... After a while, she came out carrying a small bag of things.

Zhu Xia's enthusiasm for driving was easily dampened by the ice cream. She sat back in the passenger seat, took out three boxes of ice cream from the bag, and asked He Lianzhou again if he wanted some. His answer remained unchanged.

He glanced at her seat belt, leaned over, and fastened it for her with a neat "click".

Zhu Xia held the ice cream box in both hands, looked up and smiled at him.

He Lianzhou was stunned for two seconds. He stared at her face, trying to find out the feelings he wanted.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Xia opened a box of Dreyer's thin ice cream and ate it slowly with a spoon.

"Is there an operation tomorrow morning?" He Lianzhou said slowly, holding the steering wheel with one hand.

"Yeah." Zhu Xia nodded.

You can stay anywhere tonight, but don't make any more trouble. If you make any more trouble, she won't remember it tomorrow.

The night in the port area is brilliant and dazzling. The high-rise buildings, streets and roads are flashing with colorful neon lights, like thousands of jewels scattered over the city.

The road was brightly lit, and a sky blue Lamborghini soft-top convertible was parked about five meters behind the Lykan supercar.

When Zhou Mo was tidying up her clothes, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure getting into the passenger seat of a dark-colored car.

She raised her slender jade hand and pointed in a direction, and asked Shang Xun: "Mr. Shang, do you recognize that car?"

Shang Xun leaned back in his chair, his crimson shirt collar opened wide, revealing several ambiguous marks on it. He puffed out a cigarette and looked in the direction Zhou Mo pointed.

"The Lycan, which is limited to seven units worldwide..." Shang Xun narrowed his eyes, "It should be Boss He."

"Boss He?" Zhou Mo was surprised.

Mr. He from the He family? Zhu Xiayang's gigolo is the one in charge of the He family?

……

The Lykan supercar merged into the traffic. Zhu Xia ate the thin ice cream in her hand and looked out. It was the way back to Repulse Bay Mansion. This place was relatively close to the Mansion.

At the intersection, the traffic light was red. Zhu Xia finished a box of ice cream. The light from the long street shone into the car, illuminating the milk stain on the corner of her mouth.

He Lianzhou lowered his eyelashes and looked over. Zhu Xia was groping for his phone, trying to use it as a mirror to take a clearer look at himself.

The red light counted down to ten seconds, ticking. Zhu Xia's head was pressed tightly against the back of the chair, and her chin was lifted by long, bony fingers. The man didn't want the ice cream just now, but now he was tasting hers.

*

The next day, early in the morning.

He Lianzhou's subordinates safely escorted Zhu Xia to Hong Kong Ren Hospital. After she entered the elevator, she lowered her head and fiddled with her phone, her fingertips sliding across the unread messages, feeling quite puzzled.

There is no news about the unkempt, lazy lunatic. If he had been released, he would have been crying out for food.

You Feng has disappeared since attending the banquet.

Could it be that he was scared away by his ex-wife?