CHAPTER 37: CHAPTER 37: HE CARES, SHE RESPONDS

"Wait for me here, I’m going to save someone!" Lu Zechuan said, trying to push Xia Mian aside.

"No way!" Xia Mian stopped him, her tone leaving no room for argument, "I’ll go."

Lu Zechuan was plagued by bad luck. Who knows, maybe the moment he gets there, the car would explode?

"No, it’s too dangerous!" After Lu Zechuan said this, he didn’t wait for Xia Mian’s objection and walked towards the car with large strides.

Xia Mian pulled him back firmly, her eyes determined, "Listen to me!"

If she were to see Lu Zechuan die right in front of her, she’d feel guilty for a lifetime!

Lu Zechuan stared at Xia Mian’s resolute face, and this time he did not insist further.

Xia Mian quickly rushed to the burning car; the door was already deformed due to the crash.

Xia Mian gathered strength in her right foot, kicked open the deformed door, pushed aside the airbags, and bent down to pull the person inside out.

After seeing the person inside, Xia Mian’s expression changed slightly.

The man was not unconscious from the massive impact, his face was stark white, lifeless, and the corners of his mouth twisted perversely upward. His eyes had large whites and small pupils, with a faint black line within...

Xia Mian instinctively took a step back, yet the person in the car suddenly seemed aware, turned his neck, and fixed his horrifying eyes on Xia Mian, "Save me... Save me..."

Xia Mian squinted, bit her finger, pointed at the center of his forehead, then grabbed him and dragged him out of the car.

Just as Xia Mian had dragged the person to the roadside, the car let out a roar and exploded into a shower of sparks.

Lu Zechuan rushed over, bent down to shield Xia Mian, enduring the powerful impact of the explosion.

Amid the flames, the man dragged out by Xia Mian slowly turned his head, and at the moment he did, he said nothing and lunged at Xia Mian’s arm with his mouth.

Lu Zechuan reacted quickly, punching the man hard in the nose, knocking him to the ground, then swiftly pulling Xia Mian up.

"What are you doing?!" Lu Zechuan’s face was dark, his gaze fierce like he wanted to devour someone, staring at the blood-soaked man on the ground.

They saved him in good faith, but the man seemed ungrateful.

"He’s under someone’s control." Xia Mian’s voice sounded in Lu Zechuan’s ear.

Lu Zechuan’s eyes remained indifferent, his handsome face cryptic, "Under someone’s control?"

So, was this accident aimed at him or Xia Mian?

"Yes, he’s been cursed," Xia Mian’s voice carried a hint of incredulity.

Since returning to life, her world had truly become more colorful! All sorts of demons and monsters were emerging!

"If we leave him here, he might die or harm someone else." Xia Mian sighed gently.

If her guess was correct, this incident was likely targeting her.

"Xia Mian." Lu Zechuan’s voice came from behind Xia Mian, "You want to save him?"

Xia Mian didn’t say anything, and Lu Zechuan lowered his gaze, "Did you help me back then just because you’re kind-hearted?"

Xia Mian stood up and turned around, her eyes shining like stars staring at Lu Zechuan.

The young man’s face was cryptic in the dark night, his eyelids slightly lowered, clearly somewhat desolate.

Xia Mian’s heart stirred, her lips parted softly, her gaze flowing, "You’re different."

Xia Mian’s words seemed to have some magic, and Lu Zechuan’s mood instantly turned from cloudy to clear.

Different, Xia Mian said he was different from others...

"Enough talking, have you called the police? There’s been a traffic accident here; it needs to be handled quickly, or another incident could easily happen." Xia Mian spoke while searching the man on the ground.

She wanted to save him, but at least needed to know who she was saving.

Soon, Xia Mian found a wallet on the man, with his ID card inside.

"Ji Hua." Xia Mian raised an eyebrow slightly, "From the Ji Family?"

Beijing’s four major elite families, the Lu, Ji, Fu, and Gu, each controlling one of the four major commercial sectors, are considered high society in the Capital City.

"Many people have the surname Ji; he might not be from the Ji Family." Lu Zechuan came closer to take a look at the man on the ground. There were many young members in the Ji Family, and he hadn’t seen this one before.

While they were talking, the police arrived, set up roadblocks, and called firefighters to clean up the scene.

Meanwhile, an older police officer came over to Lu Zechuan and Xia Mian to understand the situation.

"Mr. Lu, Miss Xia, the driver is seriously injured, and we need to get him to the hospital. Thank you both for your brave actions!" The officer said while arranging for Ji Hua to be carried away and thanked Lu Zechuan and Xia Mian.

Xia Mian glanced down at Ji Hua on the stretcher. His face was already bloodied from the car crash and later had his nose broken by Lu Zechuan, making it truly a miserable sight.

"Okay, take care!" Xia Mian smiled slightly, but didn’t say much to the police.

Before leaving, Xia Mian left a Peace Talisman on Ji Hua, at least to ensure that he wouldn’t wake up unexpectedly on the way to the hospital and harm anyone.

Lu Zechuan originally had no intention of meddling in this matter, and now that they could leave, naturally wouldn’t say more.

The two of them got back in the car and left the accident scene.

When Lu Zechuan drove Xia Mian home, Song Juan was waiting for her in the living room.

Seeing Xia Mian return safely, Song Juan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I apologize to Mr. Lu for having to make a trip so late." Song Juan greeted Lu Zechuan, smiling politely and courteously.

Lu Zechuan smiled faintly, "You’re too kind."

After exchanging pleasantries with Song Juan, Lu Zechuan prepared to leave.

Xia Mian stood up to see him off, carefully reminding him, "Be careful on the road."

Lu Zechuan’s thin lips pursed slightly, his bright gaze resting on Xia Mian, fine as the starry sky, "You too."

The conversation between those two people at the banquet earlier still echoed in his ears. He had faith in Xia Mian, but Xia Mian was ultimately just an eighteen-year-old girl, while those two were clearly seasoned veterans.

Xia Mian tilted her head, looking at him with a smile, "Are you worried about me?"

Lu Zechuan’s gaze fell on her star-like eyes, his Adam’s apple moved involuntarily, but he only uttered a low, hoarse "Mm."

"I’m leaving now." Lu Zechuan got into the car as Xia Mian looked down, and Lu Zechuan rolled down the car window.

Xia Mian looked at him through the window, giving careful instructions, "On the way back, silently recite Buddhist scriptures, and avoid crossing any bridges."

Lu Zechuan’s eyes flickered lightly, and he murmured an acknowledgment.

Lu Zechuan started the car and drove off.

Standing at the doorway, Song Juan called out to Xia Mian, "Ah Mian, come indoors."

Song Juan leaned against the door frame, her gaze towards Xia Mian somewhat complex.

Having been through that age herself, Song Juan understood well the state Xia Mian was in now.

Xia Mian responded with a smile, walked towards the doorway, and noticed two unfamiliar male silhouettes under the eaves.

The two stood silently in the shadows, like statues, and if they hadn’t made an effort for her to notice, their position truly blended into the night.

"These are men sent by Mr. Lu." Song Juan said softly, "That Mr. Lu sure is thoughtful!"

Thoughtful, huh? Hehe, last lifetime’s rumors about Lu Zechuan called him the Living Yama...

Xia Mian nodded towards the two men, "I’ll trouble you all from now on."

On the surface, there were two people at the door, but Xia Mian detected at least five hidden in the shadows.