Xia Weibao's movements while dressing froze.
When she turned her head, she saw Lu Hualiang appear at the door, looking completely disheveled.
His clothes were soaked through and were still dripping with water, with several areas torn and tattered.
There were several small cuts on his hands.
His hair, usually impeccable, was now a total mess, with strands hanging down and obscuring the panic and urgency in his eyes.
Upon seeing Xia Weibao and Fang Lilin on the bed, his pupils suddenly constricted!
For a moment, Xia Weibao felt as if she could see a fierce killing intent radiating from him!
She was startled for a second, "Director Lu? What are you doing here?"
Lu Hualiang's chest heaved, and he stared at Xia Weibao with a gaze so intense it sent shivers down one's spine.
His fists slowly clenched as he used all the strength he could muster to suppress the urge to strangle the woman in front of him.
