Mr. Lu's second beloved wife

Suddenly something flashed through my mind, Jono suddenly glared round his eyes and took out his mobile phone.

It's already nine o'clock.

When he was late, Jono couldn't help looking anxious.

The drops on her hand are still infused. Jono is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. She quickly turns on her mobile phone and dials the number.

"Director, this is Jono. I'm sorry I'm late. I'll be there right now."

The director's attitude is genial too, she kind smile: "it's OK, you don't have to worry."

She pretended to complain: "why didn't you tell you that you knew Mr. Lu earlier? It's very strange."

Jono was stunned by her intimate words and didn't know where to start.

"Well, you can rest today. I've found a substitute for you. You can rest as long as you want. "

"But..."

Jono hesitated, but the other side did not give her a chance to refute, and hung up quickly.

But he finally settled down. Jono would lie in bed and let the medicine drop by drop.

She used to work in the Mo family, nine to five. Today is the first time that she is so free.

It's even a little uncomfortable.

After the injection, the doctor came to see her again and said that she had nothing to do.

All the procedures and expenses have been arranged by Lu Yunzheng.

The driver told Jono to get in the car and go home.

In the room, there is the mess left a few days ago. Qiao Nuo picks it up, but he can't help thinking of Lu Yunzheng in his mind.

The cruel and merciless devil of that night was him, but when she was sick, the warm and solid embrace was also him.

It was only three years after that that, but she felt that Lu Yunzheng was so strange to her.

In other words, she never got to know him in depth.

In the heart slightly trembles, Qiao Nuo presses the chest, does not want to feel that slightly trembles the palpitation.

But she had to admit that she wanted to know him.

Want to see what Lu Yunzheng really looks like.

However, Lu Yunzheng did not come back in the evening.

Jono looked at a table of food, his heart can not help but some lost.

She took a bite and went to rest early.

As soon as he entered the office the next day, Jono noticed a slightly different atmosphere.

Her desk is full of all kinds of exquisite gifts.

As soon as the other female teachers saw her coming in, they enthusiastically surrounded her.

They looked at Jono excitedly, their faces full of concern, and asked Jono every sentence.

"How are you, Jono?"

"How are you, Jono?"

"I was so worried yesterday."

They suddenly became so enthusiastic that Jono couldn't cope.

But after a while, she found that something was wrong, and those people's problems changed in a moment.

"Was it your husband who came yesterday?"

"He's so handsome."

"It looks very rich. I haven't heard from you before."

One by one, they talked about going to Jono's house.

Jono was frightened. The relationship between himself and Lu Yunzheng is not that you can meet people casually.

She couldn't help feeling guilty, so she had to respond with hesitation.

Finally, it was morning class time, and Jono ran out in a panic.

The rest of the teachers suddenly changed their faces when they saw Jono go out.

"What does she mean? What kind of shelf do you carry and what kind of music do you put on? "

"Yeah, yeah, I think I'm so good."

At the end of the day, colleagues are more enthusiastic than usual, and Jono is even unable to adapt.

More tired than before, Jo walked out of school with his waist stretched out, and he couldn't help but secretly make complaints about Lu Yunzheng.

All blame him so conspicuous, just let so many people think about.

She thought in her heart, but she felt that she had no conscience. Lu Yunzheng came to meet her.

Jono struggled with himself all the way and went home without feeling anything.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Lu Yunzheng's cold face.

Lu Yunzheng raised Mou Piao Qiao Nuo one eye, stand up to grasp her.

"Come out with me."

Being pulled forward by a man, Qiao Nuo is at a loss. He doesn't know what medicine Lu Yunzheng sells in his gourd.

Lu Yunzheng did not explain, just walked in front of him, and then put Jono on the car.

The car is galloping along the road. Qiao Nuo turns his eyes and looks at Lu Yunzheng with a cold face. He hesitates and still has no way to ask the exit.

Forget it. You can settle down as you come.

Lu Yunzheng will never sell himself.

Jono thought, but the palms of his hands were dripping with sweat.

Before Lu Yunzheng let her accompany wine things still remember.

She was really scared.

The car was parked next to an exquisite building.

Looking at the parking around a luxury car and in and out of the men and women, Jono heart "clatter".

His face turned pale.

She's not really guessing, is she?

Qiao Nuo looked at Lu Yunzheng in dismay. Lu Yunzheng looked at her with his ink eyes. "Let's go."

Jono was all tight and clenched his fingers.

She bowed her head and said nothing. Her face was full of haste. It took her a long time to squeeze out a word.

"I, I'm not going in."

Lu Yunzheng saw her face full of rejection, sword eyebrow slightly wrinkled, mouth urged: "faster."

Qiao Nuo looks at Lu Yunzheng's tough attitude that he can't refuse. He is more frightened, but he still insists on it.

"I, I don't go in, Lu Yunzheng, I don't go in."

"Jono."

Lu Yunzheng's face sank, and his dark eyes gave Jono a deep look.

"Bang --" to open the door, Lu Yunzheng will Qiao Nuo waist horizontal embrace up.

The petite body was caged in the arms of the man. Jono reached out and pushed: "Lu Yunzheng, don't..."

Lu Yunzheng's face was dark and terrible. He quietly carried Jono into the building.

As soon as she thought about what she might face next, Jono was filled with despair. She closed her eyes tightly.

The body was suddenly placed on a soft seat, and there was no noise in the ear.

Jono opened his eyes in amazement.

There was no one else, only Lu Yunzheng and another woman.

A long dark green windbreaker wrapped her slender and tall body.

The woman has sharp short hair, white face and delicate and compact facial features.

Like a handsome boy.

Jono stares at her and suddenly reacts that things are not what he thinks.

She quietly lowered her head, but her face turned red, and the whole person seemed to have a thin layer of powder.

The woman looked at her and went to see Lu Yunzheng.

"Lu Yunzheng, where are you from? You've come to scatter dog food in front of me."

Lu Yunzheng deep eyes slightly squint, glance at her: "give her a shape."

The woman was not angry when she was hurt by Lu Yunzheng. She promised to pull up Jono.

The blush on Jono's face faded slightly, and the woman pulled her in front of the mirror, muttering.

"My name is xiaju. Just call me by my name. What do you call me?"

Summer orange says to examine the face in the mirror of Qiao Nuo, suddenly Zheng Zheng.

"Is your name Jono?" She took Jono's hand excitedly and cried.

"Lu Yunzheng, is this your Jono?"

Lu Yunzheng's face darkened for a moment.

"Summer orange, you don't speak, no one thinks you are dumb."

He dropped the sentence, turned and went out.

At a loss, Jono nodded to summer orange.

But xiaju didn't get angry with Lu Yunzheng, as if she didn't see him angry.

She fiddled with Jono's hair, and her fingers were like flowers on paper.

"Are you familiar with Lu Yunzheng?" Jono couldn't help asking.

Summer orange nods, "we say strictly, it is hair small."

Qiao Nuo was shocked and suddenly remembered that there was a famous Xia family in a city.

She suddenly looked at the summer orange.

Xia Ju's eyes don't know what she wants to ask.

She gave a wry smile and raised her hand to beg for mercy.

"Don't say that, will you? Give me a break. "

Seeing that the other party didn't want to mention it, Jono quickly stopped the car.

"By the way," she suddenly remembered what she had just wanted to ask, "did Lu Yunzheng mention me to you?"

Summer orange didn't realize her uneasiness and nodded her head.

"Yes, before our two parties, he would stare at your photos all day, and it's hard not to notice."

"When I was in college."

Jono's heart contracted and his chest ached for no reason.

At that time, at that time, they were so good.

She is not what she is now, and Lu Yunzheng is not what she is now.

At that time, they thought that they would live like this forever.

Her eyes were sour, and she took a few deep breaths to contain her tears.

Xia Ju finished her hair and began to make up Jono.

Jono's skin is delicate, and even a little foundation can't see a pore.

Summer orange to her on a simple light makeup, will Jono's delicate features highlighted.

"Let's go and change." Summer orange said, lachono into the fitting room.

"Hello, Lu Yunzheng, come here for me."

Jono hears Xia Ju yelling at her cell phone impolitely.

A moment later, Lu Yunzheng came in with a handsome face.

Summer orange will Jono out, "how?"

Jono was wearing a long white dress with a delicate neck and a beautiful clavicle.

The design of fish tail at the waist outlines her exquisite curve, revealing a thin white leg.

The white skin is even more shining than the diamond on the dress.

Her long brown hair came down, and the right curl gently fell on her shoulder socket.

White face only palm size, now put on light makeup, amber like pupil full of light.

Under Qiong's nose, cherry lips are delicate, which makes people want to pick.

Lu Yunzheng's eyes darkened, and he walked over with great strides. He grabbed Qiao Nuo and turned to leave.

Summer orange is not vexed, instead in the back shouting: "remember to play money."

Jono thought summer orange was funny, and he laughed in a low voice.

But found that Lu Yunzheng holding his hand very tight, and even some pain.

She raised her eyes and looked at Lu Yunzheng, only to see that his face was cold, and his eyes were as deep as those of ancient tan. She didn't know what she was thinking.

"Lu Yunzheng, where are we going?" Jono couldn't help asking.

Lu Yunzheng had no words and was unusually silent all the way.

It's just a lot of low pressure all over.

A lot of grass, a Roman dome.

In the middle of the manor, a huge spring gushes with clear water, driving the fresh air.

On the long red carpet, a silver Aston Martin stopped.