"Lu Chenjun!"
Elena immediately let go of the brush and hopped back. Lu Chenjun's eyes were flaming in rage as he glared at Elena. He slammed the glass cup back down and glared at her. Her face was extremely pale, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead. He played with the hairbrush in his hands and studied her expression.
"Were you trying to kill me with this hairbrush?"
Elena immediately looked up and explained, "No, no, no. I don't dare do that. I was. . . brushing my hair. Yes, brushing my hair. Why are you here, Mr. Lu?"
Lu Chenjun glared at her coldly and picked up the glass he just put on the table.
"Drink this."
Elena has never seen a liquid like that before and thought that maybe he was trying to poison her to take revenge on her for the period misunderstanding. Elena put on a fake smile and gently pushed the cup towards him.
"You should drink it first. You seem tired."
