Sweet Adorable Wife, Please Kiss Slower! Chapter 4 - The Mysterious Mr. Lu

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The oppressive atmosphere caused the reporters to break out in a cold sweat, and even Lin Wanwan felt the urge to wipe imaginary sweat from her brow.

“Since you are so eager to witness it, make sure you take a good look.”

Lu Zhanbei’s gaze met Lin Wanwan’s. She returned his glance with a quick blink, her eyes conveying a desire to understand the situation from his expression.

What a stunning pair of eyes.

A sudden change of heart seized Lu Zhanbei.

Just as Lin Wanwan anticipated a response from him, her vision was abruptly consumed by darkness.

A tender kiss was lightly placed upon her eyelid.

It was as fleeting as it was sudden.

Lin Wanwan barely had a moment to react before the man shot Tang Chen a knowing smirk and turned to depart.

“If Sheng Rui Corporation faces closure, I’d advise you to pursue a career in tabloid journalism. You’d excel at it.”

“…”

“Let’s go.”

Disregarding the stunned reporters entirely, Lu Zhanbei swiftly took Lin Wanwan by her slender waist, exiting the premises with her held close in an intimate embrace.

The bodyguards clad in black, who had been positioned along the corridor, followed closely behind.

Lin Wanwan couldn’t resist looking back, a question forming in her mind: Was Lu Zhanbei truly unconcerned about the potential repercussions from the reporters’ stories?

Unbeknownst to her, before Lu Zhanbei vanished around the corner, the reporters exchanged glances and, on their own accord, began to erase the photographs they had captured.

A junior reporter, new to the industry, voiced his discontent.

“Why must we delete them? This is a massive scoop! Even Young Master Tang didn’t demand their deletion. Besides, no one can ever prevent us from reporting the truth!”

A senior reporter responded in a hushed tone, “I’ll tell you this just once, so pay attention! No one truly knows the identity of this Mr. Lu or his background. However, based on our observations, he is undoubtedly among the most powerful individuals in Xia Country – people one absolutely cannot afford to offend!”

The junior reporter’s expression shifted dramatically. He gestured upwards with his finger. “Even compared to those at the very top?”

“Precisely!”

The junior reporter’s face paled with apprehension, and he hastily deleted the incriminating photos.

The journalists then gathered their equipment and departed swiftly, not failing to offer an apology to Tang Chen.

Tang Chen remained the sole occupant of the opulent suite.

He slumped against the headboard, seemingly drained of strength, and lit a cigarette. A smirk played on his lips, yet his mind was filled with the indelible image of Lu Zhanbei kissing Lin Wanwan.

The vision faded, replaced by the memory of her pair of luminous eyes. Yes, they were undeniably beautiful.

“Lin Wanwan…”

A person presumed dead had returned, displaying a remarkable transformation in demeanor. Her words and actions were a stark contrast to the rumored foolishness associated with her. It was astonishing.

And then there was Lu Zhanbei. His sudden appearance complicated matters, making the entire situation even more captivating.

Tang Chen casually reached for the bedside drawer, retrieving a syringe filled with an unidentifiable liquid. He toyed with it in his hand.

“Lu Zhanbei, I refuse to believe I’ll be outmatched by you when it comes to handling women.”

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A sleek, understated Rolls-Royce glided effortlessly along the highway.

Lin Wanwan cast a sideways glance at the man beside her, silently mouthing “Dear” three times before innocently inquiring, “Dear, why did you help me?”

Lu Zhanbei, ignoring the endearment, offered a nonchalant reply, “I found what I witnessed displeasing.”