The people looked at each other in disbelief, looking at the man in front of them, and for a moment, they didn't recoil from their boredom.

Someone quietly asked under the table, "Who is this man? Doesn't look like Lacey's brother!"

"I've never seen it either; I don't know what relationship with her!"

The two female students beside her were also discussing, their eyes still sweeping towards the man who came in occasionally.

"This boy is so handsome; it can't be Rick's boyfriend!"

"It's possible; the two of them look quite compatible."

"Where do you see that there is talent? Is it to see that the pecs have material?"

"So annoying!"

The two girls snickered and fought.

The female classmate who had just laughed at Lacey did not speak at this time; her eyes looked straight at the man in front of her, her heart full of bad feelings.

"Little cutie, let's go to my house tonight! I have a bellyful of words I want to say to you." The executive, greasy man stretched out his oily, salty, piggy hands and touched the girl's smooth thighs.

"Scram! You talk to yourself." The girl knocked his hand away with one hand, and at this point, being angry, the greasy guy crashed his gun without a second thought.

That said, on the opposite side of the 368 private room, Jax was toasting at that time; after receiving Lacey's WeChat, there was no hesitation; they put down the wine glass and rushed over, freezing all the other men on the wine table.

From Lacey sent over just a few words, he felt that at this moment, Lacey must be unhappy with the meal; this time, she needed someone to help her.

His slightly flushed face, with a smile on his face, looking at Lacey, at this time his eyes only on her alone, made Lacey look a little embarrassed.

"That, classmates, you eat slowly! I went home late; my brother was not at ease, so I returned with Jax first." Lacey apologized and briefly explained the situation to the classmates at the table before following Jax out of the private room.

After they left, the private room immediately lively, and a lot of people guessed the origin of this person called Jax; some people seemed to recognise them and said he looked like an anchor on the fast TV, this time present in the female students to the envy of the bad, have been jealous of Lacey too.

Lacey and Jax were leaving the hotel, and the atmosphere became awkward.

Or Jax first opened his mouth, "Lacey, just now, I did not do anything wrong, right!" It wasn't a question; instead, it was like an invitation for reward.

Her eyes curved into the shape of a crescent moon, and her little mouth with a sugary sound blared as she opened it. "No. Jax is too powerful! Jax is too powerful; once he goes in, he subdues the scene, worthy of being a big anchor and comes with a powerful aura. Those few girls who looked at Jax's eyes are not right!"

Jax's already slightly drunk face could not be seen to change.

"Thank you, Jax, for saving the day for me; I'll go back and tell my brother to treat you properly for your heroic rescue today." Lacey herself couldn't help but smile; that smile looked so good that Jax also involuntarily hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Then I won't delay Jax from eating; I'll return first."

Jax looked at the sparse vehicles in front of the restaurant and turned his head to ask her, "How will you go back?"

"I'll take a taxi back."

"No, this site is so remote, I don't feel confident at night; I'd better send you back."

So good at caring about people! Lacey's heart was sweet; it felt like she was on a date.

"No, la! I've already delayed Jax from eating with his friends; it's weirdly embarrassing." How is this said? It's embarrassing to refuse and not send it off, right?

"It's fine; a few friends meet often, not bad for this meal." Jax began to use his mobile phone to book a car.

Golden autumn October, the evening wind is calm, and I am only wearing a sarong Lacey, unconsciously holding up my shoulders.

Jax observed subtly, took the suit off and draped it over her body; that action was gentle and helped her run her long hair along the way.

Want to be so considerate? You are the second man other than my brother who treats me so well, mama! The baby's little heart was now going 120 mph.

Lacey quietly sniffed the smell on the clothes; there was a faint scent of aromatherapy, and the ...... secretion of a man's hormones seemed to be his quietly secreting.

Her pretty face reddened, and she hurriedly hid it in her clothes, and the smell became even more vital.

An electric car slowly pulled up to the hotel entrance, and the driver opened the window to greet them as they got in the car.

Jax walked in front, opened the rear door and invited Lacey to get into the car first; while he went around to the other side and made it to the back seat, the atmosphere in the car was suddenly ambiguous.

From the hotel to Lacey's house is probably only ten minutes away, but it seems to have taken a whole night.

The smell of the car is very fresh, the driver master is also very quiet driving, without too much conversation, the car is playing soft music, and the vehicle is also driving very stable.

This damned gentle, in the small space in the car, the only feeling Lacey had was warmth and softness, as if everything today was a preparation for her meeting with Jax.

To not be so tortured, Lacey's fragrant sweat slightly seeped out, staining the cloaked suit.

There were no words along the way, only the slight sound of heartbeat, which was heard in Lacey's ears.

The car has been driven to the Luo family villa door; on the way, Rick called once, knowing Jax sent Lacey back, opened the door, waited in the living room, and heard the tyre scuffing sound coming from outside the door; he walked to the door in advance.

The car door opened, and the first to come out was Jax; he first greeted Jack and opened the other side of the door. Lacey then walked down.

Lacey had never even enjoyed this treatment here in her brother's place.

"Brother!" Lacey called out softly.

Rick smiled and looked at Jax, "Lacey, come in and sit for a while."

"No, Rick, I drank today, I'll still take this car back." He waved his hand and pointed down to the taxi.

"There's no rush, I'll send you back later." Rick grinned broadly, wrapped his arm around his shoulder, and headed indoors.

The house had already brewed hot tea; Rick poured Jax a cup and looked at Lacey, "You're still wearing someone else's clothes and don't want to take them off! He just wore a half-sleeve, and it's still so cold outside today."

Lacey skimmed her mouth and muttered in her heart, "I just don't want to take it off, so what! I haven't warmed up enough yet!

She reluctantly took off her suit and handed it over to Jax; inadvertently, their fingers came into contact; his hands were so cold!

Seeing that his hand holding the teacup was shivering slightly, Lacey turned around and ran upstairs.

She was so warm in her heart; this man had endured the dry and cold air for his own sake without showing any discomfort in front of her, a man worth trusting.

She thought about how good he was to her while she was busy with the things in her hand。

"What has this girl been doing again? People sent you back, but you went upstairs yourself!" Rick complained, "Lacey, you drink more water to warm up."

"Just will let people drink water; how useful can that little heat be? Here, use this to warm up fast." Lacey had already walked downstairs and handed Jax a water warmer, having just gone upstairs to prepare this.

"Yo, my family, Lacey learned to love people; how come I haven't seen you care so much about me?" Rick looked at her with a bit of a jealous sidelong glance.

"Nasty!" She blushed, turned around and ran up the stairs again.

Rick strangely watched his sister disappear into the corner of the stairs, muttering, "When did she become shy!"