Mr.Lu, don't mess around

But she underestimated the word "rich family" after all.

Mr. Beilao is her father, but he is also a member of her family. Looking for that boy as a boyfriend is not "a child's mischief" or "a happy love" in Mr. Beilao's eyes, but "a flood and a beast".

He told her to break up, but she refused.

He told her not to meet the man again, and she refused.

In a fit of anger, Mr. Bei betrothed her to Zhou Nan, the eldest son of the Zhou family, who was equally matched in the city.

It's funny, isn't it? In this age, the word "betrothal" is still used.

Speaking of this, Beicheng's smile gradually became bitter, even his voice slowed down a lot, and his voice was a little hoarse, like a wounded animal.

Zhang zirou also felt uncomfortable, but there was no way to comfort her. She could only be a quiet listener.

Listen to what Beicheng said, Beicheng has not seen that man for many days.

When Zhang zirou heard this, she had some doubts.

At that time, when she and Lu Jue hadn't seen each other for so many years, her heart was wandering and hesitating, not because she didn't love them, but because she liked them too much.

Afraid that he likes others, afraid that he can not be his side.

It's not that I don't have confidence in him. In the final analysis, it's every woman's potential inferiority complex. In front of the people I like, there will always be some inferiority complex. This is a problem that has no solution and no alternative.

Beicheng's answer is that she doesn't know, but she believes that no matter he or she, or the feelings between them, are indestructible. In other words, they are vulgar. They can't even shake the end of the world. How can they be entangled by the rich families.

Zhang zirou began to admire Beicheng. She was impulsive, but at least she was brave and firm.

But there are also some doubts.

There should be some means for Mr. Beilao to make the northern family "fight" in the circle for such a long time. It's not impossible for him to leave by playing some tricks.

If Beicheng didn't find him, or he would not have been waiting for Beicheng

Zhang zirou's eyes flickered, and at last he still didn't say anything.

Approaching the airport, a few black cars appeared at the back of the car. The license plate number was ordinary, but the car was brand new, and it was difficult to see the people in the glass. He frowned and told the two people in the car: "sit down."

Zhang zirou also looked at the past. She frowned, a little uneasy, but not flustered. Comparatively speaking, Beicheng was much flustered. She kept asking Lu Jue if she could get rid of them and escape.

Zhang zirou comforted her, and she was also worried.

Lu Jue didn't resist a sneer: "how dare you escape marriage just like you?"

Zhang zirou glared at him, warning.

The north city seemed to have come up with strength, but it didn't refute, but the flustered look disappeared half of the time, a bit of blood.

Zhang zirou

She didn't expect that there was another attribute in the North City, which was the second girl in the middle school?

Lu Jue puts her energy on how to get rid of those tails. She doesn't care about them any more. He thinks that they are all in the circle and know the princess of Beicheng. Maybe there will be something to cooperate with the Beicheng family in the future. But for him, Beicheng and he just meet by chance. It's hard to say. If it's not for Zhang zirouzi, she can't bear to ask for help from a girl like Beicheng, He's not going through this.

Mr. Bei is not a vegetarian.

But since he has chosen to help, he is not a casual person. After thinking about it, there is only one way

He deliberately slowed down and drove smoothly.

Aware of this, Beicheng saw that the black cars were approaching much faster than before, and some of them were in a hurry: "step on the gas, speed up, it's going to be overtaken."

Zhang zirou looks at Lu Jue and purses her lips.

She believed that he had his own ideas, so she waited patiently.

Lu Jue looks straight into the north city through the rear-view mirror. The noisy North City quiets down. The eyes in the mirror are a little cold, which calms her down.

"Listen to me, in the city, you asked Mr. Bei's people, but in a short time, Mr. Bei's people caught up, which means that all routes of the airport, including those you can think of, or I can think of, or none of us can think of, have been blocked and monitored. No matter how fast your speed is, no matter how many circles you make, you can't escape Mr. Bei's palm." Lu Jue's voice is clear, cold and calm.

This calm in the eyes of Beicheng now, is indifferent.

She couldn't help but be a little eager to retort: "but..."

"Don't rush to deny and refute. You are Mr. Bei's daughter. You should know your father's ability better than me. I think you also know it in your heart, so we can only detour."

In the first half of the sentence, Beicheng's eyes were dim, because without Lu Jue's reminding, she also understood that with her own strength, she couldn't fight against Mr. Bei at all, which was equivalent to beating a stone with an egg, breaking her body to pieces, but she didn't want to admit it in her heart.

In the second half of the sentence, Beicheng was still a little weak and didn't respond.

She couldn't come up with any good ideas, not to mention the person she met by chance.

"Did you buy a ticket?"

"Yes." The north city is feeble.

"Everything else is ready?"

"Where's the Hukou?" Lu Jue added.

Beicheng is fidgeting with other things, listening to some impatience, tone heavier, but also answered: "all with, must have brought out, otherwise I'm a joke."

"That's good." Lu Jue said, hooking the corner of her lips. He glanced at Zhang zirou and asked in a low voice, "is my suit in the back?"

Zhang zirou nodded, "in."

She was puzzled at first, and then caught some subtle cunning in his flowing eyes. After suddenly thinking of something, she looked at him with a tangled face and said, "you don't want to..."

Lu Jue bent her lips with satisfaction, released a hand and touched Zhang zirou's head.

Zhang zirou

She dodged his hand and sat up straight against the back of the chair. Her posture was a little stiff, because her mind was more anxious than just now and mixed with some uneasiness and foreboding.

Because of their tacit understanding, they can know each other's ideas without much communication, but Beicheng is different. She feels that they are playing riddles, and she doesn't understand them at all. She thinks that they can't think of any way to do it, so she worries.

After speeding up for a while, the black car slowed down with their car and even deliberately kept a distance from them. It seemed that they were afraid that they would run away like frightened birds or do other strange things. It was supposed to be Mr. Bei's order. He knew that his daughter's character would not be pushed to the extreme.

So their car went to the airport safely.

When she arrived at her destination, Beicheng was not happy at all. She was full of thoughts on how to get rid of those people. She even planned to fight. If it's too big to break out of the siege with her fist, I don't think they would really beat her.

Biting his teeth, Beicheng picked up the complicated skirt of the wedding dress. When he was about to tear it open, he was held by a slender hand. He couldn't move for a moment, and it was useless.

Beicheng looks at Zhang zirou in surprise.

Zhang zirou slowly shakes her head and raises her chin toward the corner of the back seat.

Looking at the North City, it was a delicate bag with black things inside.

She didn't understand.