Chapter 322: Dear Stranger

er acted as if she was guilty, nervously for a long time.Around 7 o'clock.Jun's shepherd came back to eat dinner. She sat in his place, her head bowed the whole time, not even daring to look at him.Ju...Qiao Bao'er looked at him, her breathing becoming quickened, and she wanted to ask him something.

He suddenly suppressed all his anger, as if it had just been an illusion. Jun Zhi Mu released her and turned to go to the bathroom.

Qiao Bao'er's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately followed him. She reached out and grabbed his wrist with some urgency, wanting to get to the bottom of it, "You, you just said..."

"Scruff."

"Jun's answer was not to her question. He stood facing a mirror, his expression serious as he turned his head to meet her eyes, "I feel unwell."

Jo Bao'er felt like she was being toyed with.

She barked at him, "I'm asking you, what were you just saying..."

"Shave me, and I'll tell you." His tone was calm.

Qiao Bao'er didn't understand what was going on with him. One second he was clearly furious, and the next he pretended nothing had happened at all.

Her face was tight, her gaze drilling into the depths of his eyes. His dark pupils were like an abyss, unreadable and unsettling.

"I don't have shaving razors for your men here!" she finally cried in exasperation.

There is someone above me.

He pulled a key from his suit pocket and placed it in her palm, his tone light. "Go get it now... Gio, remember to come back." He added as an afterthought.

Jo Bao'er clutched the key to Apartment 502 in her hand. She looked at him resting on the bed, eyes closed, his face handsome and relaxed, as if waiting for her to serve him.

The large Jun family villa complex on Chaoyang Mountain, he doesn't live there. With so many servants, he doesn't even bother to call them. He has to live upstairs in her house and annoy her!

"I just don't get it, what strange fetish makes you want to cram into this tiny apartment!" she huffed as she turned away.

It's all your fault for picking this dump.

The voice behind, now lower and huskier due to illness, sounded a little annoyed, as if even Junzhi Mu found it disagreeable.

Qiaobaer felt a tightness in her chest and didn't hear what he was angrily saying. She slammed the door shut and went upstairs to 502 to look for a razor.

Just as she slammed the door, the man on the bed stood up nonchalantly. A coldness spread across Jun Zhi Mu's face.

Walked up to the counter, grabbed that box of headache and fever medication, popped two pills in my mouth, and swallowed them down hard.

Junzhi Mu hates taking Western medicine.

I've been running around on business trips all week, working long hours and pulling all-nighters. It's exhausting.

The first thing I want to do when I return home is to find her.

This intense longing and yearning feeling is strange, and the more I want it, the more uneasy I feel.

Strolling around this little apartment, saturated with her scent, he found himself aimlessly opening drawers and rummaging through her closet. It was almost amusingly entertaining to him.

He might really be sick; he shouldn't have said those things to her just now.

Qiao Bao'er quickly found his razor from floor 502, her mind filled with the words he had just said to her. She rushed back, eager to question him immediately.

But as soon as she entered, she saw the man rifling through her closet. She was taken aback for a moment, then indignant, "Hey! Why did you throw that coat in the trash"

Junzhi Mu's face was full of displeasure. He turned and glanced at her.

"I don't like it," he replied coldly.

He felt justified, Qiao Bao'er quickly ran over and picked up the black men's coat from the trash can, the hem was all wrinkled.

"If you don't like it, just leave. This is my house, don't touch my things!" She didn't have a good face and casually hung the jacket back in the closet.

This is Tang Yu's coat. He left it at her place last time when he came over during the rain because his coat was wet.

"Throw it away, or you won't be living here anymore." Junzhi Mu held a strong dislike for the man's coat, his tone cold and firm.

"I'm keeping it!"

He constantly issues warnings and threats to others. Qiao Baor is truly fed up with his arrogant and unpleasant temper.

"That's great, then we won't have to stay in this haunted dump of an apartment anymore..."

"What are you trying to do again, Junzhi Mu You're so full of yourself, you're really annoying!"

He looked at her doting over this coat, becoming increasingly angry. He spoke in a sarcastic tone, "You find it annoying to be with me Then do you know what your little pillar is busy with recently Tang Yu isn't a good guy either."

"I know exactly what Tang Yu is like."

"If you were my shepherd, you wouldn't be so fickle. Not everyone has to cater to your whims and endure your moods... I can live well even without you!"

After Qiao Bao'er scolded him angrily, he suddenly fell silent.

Jun's gaze was a silent, chilling stare fixed upon her. His eyes pierced hers, locking onto her with an intensity that was almost frightening.

A moment of hesitation crossed Qiao Bao'er's heart, and she even regretted saying, 'I can live well without you.' She met his gaze stubbornly, but her heart was in turmoil.

A crisp string of cellphone ringtones suddenly rang out in the space, breaking the silence between them.

Jo Bao'er reacted, her expression complex as she lowered her head and pursed her lips, seeming to want to say something to him.

He could still end up saying nothing, walking to the bedside table and mechanically picking up his phone to answer.

On the other end of the line was a strange voice.

Before Qiao Bao'er could ask who was on the other end of the line, she listened with her phone pressed to her ear, her face growing increasingly complex and gloomy...

"I'm coming right now!" she suddenly blurted into the phone.

As she turned, she bumped into a wall of people. Jun Zhi Mu stood right in front of her, looking down at her with an intense gaze, scrutinizing every expression on her face.

"Where are you going" His voice was cold, low and menacing.

"Who called you Was it your aunt, Zhu Xiaowei, or Lu Qinian… These outsiders could just make one phone call and make you forget all about me."

"Why are you saying such things" she thought he was being unreasonable.

"I'm just kidding... Are you always entangled with Tang Yu and Lu Qinan Qiao Baoer, have you ever seriously considered what I am to you!"

His eyes were so intense, staring straight at her face, full of anger.

Qiao Baoer had never imagined that she would be in a situation where he lost control and acted irrationally. She thought men like him were too deep, too far-sighted, and she didn't understand him. She certainly didn't understand why Jun Zhi牧 was now angrily scolding her; he seemed very uneasy.

Previously, both my aunt and Zhu Xiao Wei had said that she didn't understand love.

She doesn't understand the unease in Jun Zhi Mu's heart, and now she doesn't want to dwell on what love is. She just wants an answer.

On the phone, that man’s voice… she remembered it. It was the same stranger she had met in the park that day.

He said he got a black disc from Xia Chui Xue's house.

He said he was downstairs at her apartment building entrance and wanted her to come down immediately.

This platter is very popular, if you dare come alone, I'll give it to you… But dear little sister, I'm curious, do you want Tang Yu or Jun Zhimuuldn't let her go out.He is a very domineering, very… dangerous man."Let me in! I want to go in!"Suddenly, there was a commotion of arguing outside the door."Please, I beg you, let me in for just a mo...