Chapter 741: Chapter 39: The Cannon Fodder Best Friend of the Abused Heroine

Seeing that Cai Xian’s life is back on track, Jiang Lai’s mission is half complete.

Of course, the threat still exists, and to truly relax, some issues still need to be resolved.

If it weren’t for Zhao Zhaozhao calling her late at night, Jiang Lai would almost forget this is a romantic drama novel.

Who suffers?

Of course, it’s the female lead.

Kidnapped by Fu Lihan, kidnapped by Fu Lihan’s enemies, kidnapped by Fu Lihan’s parents, and kidnapped by Fu Lihan’s fiancée.

With such rich kidnapping experience, she could write a book.

On a rainy night, the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows became blurred.

When Zhao Zhaozhao called Jiang Lai crying, there was thunder and lightning outside.

This night was obviously meant for trouble.

"Lai Lai, wooo... Open the door, I’m outside your door now, please save me."

Jiang Lai looked towards the door, calmly.

"What’s wrong?"

"Fu Lihan is a devil, he wants to break my limbs so I can never leave him. Jiang Lai, he’s about to find me, please shelter me for a few days, or I’m finished!"

The original protagonist’s tragic life stemmed from this female lead, who was skilled in crying and shifting hatred.

The original protagonist later completely avoided the female lead, fearing that being involved with her would bring more disaster upon themselves.

But Jiang Lai is different; she is a truly good person and wouldn’t ignore such a beautiful woman seeking help on a rainy night.

As she opened the door, Zhao Zhaozhao rushed in and opened her arms to hug Jiang Lai, but Jiang Lai sidestepped, causing Zhaozhao to stumble and fall onto the entrance carpet.

Jiang Lai looked down at her.

"Sorry, my home is a bit slippery."

Zhao Zhaozhao looked up at her, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes.

But quickly she hid all her emotions, standing up trembling and moving forward.

"Jiang Lai, you’re right. Fu Lihan is a devil. He doesn’t know how to love someone, cold-hearted and cold-faced."

Zhao Zhaozhao sat on the sofa, crying and shivering.

Autumn was here, and the evening was chilly, especially since Zhao Zhaozhao had been drenched in the rain for so long.

"Jiang Lai, please shelter me for a few days; I’ve nowhere else to go."

"What about your home?"

Zhao Zhaozhao lowered her head.

"Fu Lihan knows where my home is. Jiang Lai, you wouldn’t drive me away, would you?"

"Of course not, stay as long as you want, even for a lifetime."

"Thank you, thank you. I used to think you’d never recognize me as a friend anymore, but now it seems you’re still the Jiang Lai from before, still my best friend!"

Jiang Lai was too lazy to watch her crying.

Looking at the time, Lu Zhixing should be arriving with dinner.

Just thinking about it, the doorbell rang. Lu Zhixing came in with food, glanced at the shoes at the entrance, then looked inside.

"Lai Lai, is there a guest?"

"Yes."

Seeing Zhao Zhaozhao curled up on the sofa wet, Lu Zhixing frowned slightly.

Zhao Zhaozhao curled up, her hair sticky against her face, eyes red, timidly glancing at Lu Zhixing and softly said.

"Hello, Mr. Lu, we’ve met before...

I’m in some trouble, looking for a place to stay for a while."

Lu Zhixing didn’t speak, just nodded slightly, then handed Jiang Lai a package.

"Inside is your favorite ice cream, eat less, we will have dinner later."

"Thank you, brother."

In the kitchen, Lu Zhixing was busy cooking, Jiang Lai curled up on the sofa eating ice cream and watching TV.

Beside her, Zhao Zhaozhao felt transparent, as the siblings each went about their own business, getting along harmoniously like longtime family, ignoring her presence as a guest.

She bit her lip, looking at Jiang Lai.

So this is the life Jiang Lai has been living lately?

Looking at the surrounding decorations, delicate and luxurious, each unassuming piece was from a renowned creator.

Living alone in such a large house, doing nothing every day, enjoying a man’s care peacefully, and this man was even her brother, wanting nothing from her.

Such a life of ease and convenience, Jiang Lai has had it for a long time.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhaozhao herself didn’t realize that her eyes, looking at Jiang Lai, were already filled with jealousy.

Suddenly, Jiang Lai looked over, Zhao Zhaozhao hurriedly looked away, then donned a nervous, timid expression.

"Jiang Lai, I’m soaked through, can I take a shower here?"

"Yes, go ahead."

After Zhao Zhaozhao left, Little Buding puzzledly asked Jiang Lai.

"Why did you take in such a big trouble?"

"To wait for Fu Lihan to come hold me accountable."

"...Do you have such a quirk?"

Jiang Lai watched TV with a carefree expression.

"I’m reasonable; I usually don’t provoke unless I’m provoked first."

"Hmm, so before you hit someone, you let them slap you first?"

"That’s the idea, but whether they can hit me depends on their skill."

Meals were ready, Lu Zhixing called out.

"Dinner’s ready."

At this moment, the bathroom door swung open, and amidst the mist, Zhao Zhaozhao emerged, hair down, wrapped in a towel, shy and nervous. Her back and chest exposed a large area of skin, under the towel, two white legs showed.

Zhao Zhaozhao nervously bit her lip, looking at Jiang Lai and Lu Zhixing in the kitchen.

"I’m sorry...I don’t have any clothes to change into, Jiang Lai, could you get me some dry clothes?"

"Sure."

With that, Jiang Lai turned around and went back to her room, leaving Zhao Zhaozhao and Lu Zhixing alone in the spacious living room.

Zhao Zhaozhao cautiously looked at the man before her, only to find that he kept his head down arranging the plates, not even looking at her.

"Mr. Lu...I’m sorry for bothering you, I’ll leave soon."

Lu Zhixing, without looking up, coldly said.

"When you leave doesn’t matter to me. No matter how long you stay, it’s Jiang Lai’s decision.

If she wants you to stay a year, it’s fine.

If she wants you to leave now, I don’t care.

Know your place; acting like this in someone else’s home is very disrespectful and lacks self-respect."

Lu Zhixing’s words were calm and flat, like a news anchor on TV, with no emotion.

Finally, he looked up, coldly into Zhao Zhaozhao’s eyes.

"I won’t judge Jiang Lai’s friends’ conduct, but if you have any intention to hurt Jiang Lai, you’ll regret stepping through this door."

The tone was steady but full of intimidation.

Like a sharp blade hidden in the sheath, under the cultivated exterior lay ruthless edges.

Zhao Zhaozhao was frightened by his gaze, trembling slightly.

She bit her lip, suppressing her inner fear, whispered softly.

"Jiang Lai is my best friend, I would never hurt him, please rest assured, Mr. Lu."