Chapter 15 You Are the Master of the Lus

After hearing Lu Qingzhi mention her ankle hurt, Ji Huo backed away slightly. Lu Qingzhi finally felt the air was not as scorching as before.

It was true that her ankle was hurting. The spray had provided some relief earlier, but now it was starting to ache again, albeit faintly.

Ji Huo changed into a new set of clothes in the bathroom and then came out, lifting Qingzhi in his arms.

"Let's go to the hospital!"

"It's just a sprained ankle. A little cold compress will do," Qingzhi said as her hands found nowhere else to go and instinctively hooked around Ji Huo's neck.

"Drive us to the hospital!" Ji Huo instructed Qian Xiao, who was waiting outside the door.

Qian Xiao didn't hesitate at all. He turned around and went to get the car keys.

Qingzhi was surprised.

The two butlers in the Lus, one of them, wielded more power than her and had to be obeyed. At the same time, the other seemed to be particularly attentive to her new fiancé.

She was the least like a master among masters.

Grandma Zhou and bodyguards were blocking Song Yan in the large parking lot.

"Mr. Song, if Ms. Lu did something wrong, I apologize on her behalf. Please, don't be angry. She was upset by yesterday's engagement cancellation, which made her say those things about you!"

"She's still young. Please don't hold it against her!"

Song Yan had already opened the car door, but a group of people from the Lus surrounded him. While he could have forcefully pushed through, he didn't want to conflict with an older person physically.

"Please stay, Mr. Song. Only you can help Ms. Lu. She's so young, only eighteen, and she lost her family. She's told me more than once that you're everything to her. If someone deceives her, the Lus will be over, and her life will be ruined!"

Grandma Zhou earnestly persuaded.

"You two grew up together since childhood, and you're childhood sweethearts. Our master also treated you like a grandson when he was alive. Look at the servants in the mansion. Every one of us already considers you as the master of the Lus!"

Grandma Zhou said earnestly.

Song Yan pursed his thin lips, about to speak, when a voice sounded from behind him.

"The Lus currently has only one master, and that's me. Who is it that thinks he is the master? Step forward!" Qingzhi ordered, having already let Ji Huo put her down and supporting herself with one hand on the car as her gaze swept over the people present.

Everyone glanced at Grandma Zhou first, then dared not meet Lu Qingzhi's gaze and nervously lowered their heads.

Song Yan looked at Lu Qingzhi with surprise. In the past, Lu Qingzhi wished everyone to acknowledge that he was her man.

Moreover, this sharp gaze was something he had never seen in Lu Qingzhi before. Her usually dull and vacant eyes seemed extremely lively at that moment.

It was the first time that Lu Qingzhi refuted Grandma Zhou. Her expression was a little dark. "Miss, it's all my fault for speaking out of turn and causing you trouble. I only said those words because I saw you couldn't let go of Mr. Song ..."

"Since the moment he publicly called off the engagement at the engagement banquet, I've let go. I'm here to send him off!" Lu Qingzhi, waving her hand at Song Yan, continued, "It's been quite sometime now. Why haven't you left yet? Are you planning to stay in my house and wait for me to convince you otherwise?"

Despite knowing that this woman was intentionally trying to provoke him, Song Yan couldn't control his anger. He opened the car door, got inside, slammed the door shut in frustration, and started the car to drive away.

Ji Huo had a hint of a satisfied smile in the corner of his eye. Then he glanced at Qian Xiao, who was standing beside him.

Qian Xiao somehow sensed Mr. Ji's intentions and didn't dare to delay for a moment as he hurried to fetch the car.

After taking a few steps, Qian Xiao began to feel strange. He wondered why he had instinctively obeyed Mr. Ji's instructions.