Mr.Lu, don't mess around

Through the thin cloth, the back is hurt, and the cold feeling comes from the wall behind her, but Qin Yihuan's heart is colder. She clenches her teeth and explains with pain: "I don't have it."

"Nothing? Is there no hit and run or no escape abroad? " Lu Feiyan's narrow eyes implied a sense of killing, which made people shudder: "actually, he wanted to cheat me by such means. Qin's family is short of money again, eh?"

As he said this, his hands pressed hard, and his hands holding her shoulders were blue.

Qin Yihuan's face was pale, and she broke away and twisted her eyebrows to protect herself: "Lu Feiyan, you hurt me!"

they hurt?

Lu Feiyan sneered, grabbed her chin and forced her to look up at herself: "pain? Qin Yihuan, I lie in bed for half a year, I don't feel pain? "

There is hatred between every word and every word. Lu Feiyan stares at this pair of pure eyes, but he doesn't expect to be put twice by this woman!

Qin Yihuan inhaled deeply. Unexpectedly, his hatred came to this point. He recalled the scene of being forced before. He couldn't help but close his eyes. After a while, he opened his lips coldly: "well, Lu Feiyan, since you are awake, we can get a divorce."

Divorce?

"Oh, don't say you didn't read the divorce agreement I sent you!" Lu Feiyan sneered and said, "if you hadn't been hiding abroad for three years, I would never have let you occupy this title for three years!"

Qin Yihuan, leaning against the cold elevator wall, gritted her teeth: "I have signed it."

Lu Feiyan picked his eyebrows coldly, and his eyes were full of sarcasm: "you'd better have signed it."

He said Ling ran turned around, but left a warning: "don't try to play any more tricks, or I will make the Qin family pay the price!"

"Ding" sound, the elevator door opened, straight posture refused to leave, leaving Qin Yihuan cold breath.

Finally, it's over!

Everything, like a nightmare, is finally coming to an end!

Qin Yihuan walked out of the elevator later. The sharp pain on her shoulder made her a little distracted. Instead of being relaxed, she was even more nervous. She had already come to the middle of the road.

"Didi --!"

Qin Yihuan was unprepared for the harsh sound of the whistle. A huge thrust came behind her. Before she had time to turn back, she was pushed into a lurch and ran straight into the car!

"Squeak!" The friction between the tire and the ground stopped suddenly. The black Bentley's excellent braking performance forced the car to stop. Qin Yihuan sprained his foot and fell to the ground.

"Are you all right, miss?" In a hurry, Qin Yihuan shakes his head in a cold sweat. In the moment when the man helps him, he hears a surprised voice: "Yihuan?"

She twisted her eyebrows and raised her head subconsciously——

His face was warm and handsome, and his eyes were full of concern and surprise. Qin Yihuan blinked a little incredulously, and his name blurted out: "senior LU Jinghuai?"

"It's me." Lu Jinghuai nodded and helped her up: "are you ok?"

"I..." Qin Yi frowns, but she looks behind her, but she doesn't see any familiar faces on the sidewalk except the passers-by.

Just now, she clearly felt that someone had pushed her!

"Can you still stand up?"

Lu Jinghuai's gentle voice pulled Qin Yihuan's thoughts back. She answered and stood up with his help: "it doesn't matter, it's just a little twisted."

"I'll take you to the hospital!"

He said he would start, but Qin Yihuan shook his head: "it's OK, just go to have a rest."

Lu Jinghuai couldn't get over her, so he said softly, "just a moment. I'll stop the car."

……

coffee shop.

Lu Jinghuai ordered a latte without sugar. At that time, Qin Yihuan was still staring out of the window. He pushed the coffee forward and whispered, "long time no see. When did you come back?"

"The day before yesterday." Qin Yi is happy to come back to herself. The familiar smell in front of her makes her feel a little stunned. It never occurred to her that he still remembers what he likes.

"I didn't seem to see you at the dinner party." Lu Jinghuai frowned and sipped his coffee, a little bit thoughtful, "I heard it's your reception."

——That's why he went.

Reception?

Qin Yihuan chuckled, "is it a reception or a joke?"

Three years ago, at the moment of her confession, she had become the laughing stock of the whole Lan City.

As if aware of her sarcasm, Lu Jinghuai was slightly ashamed: "sorry..."

"It doesn't matter." Qin Yihuan has long been used to it.

"I don't believe you would do something like that." Lu Jinghuai said very seriously, brown eyes staring at her eyes, word by word asked: "can you tell me what happened in those years?"

His eyes were too devout, which made Qin Yihuan feel a little ashamed. But after a short silence, she said: "I'm very grateful that you can believe me, but... I don't want to mention the past."

Selectively ignoring his disappointment, Qin Yihuan fiddles with the coffee in front of him, with a cold voice: "besides, I'm going to divorce Lu Feiyan."

Lu Jinghuai was stunned, as if he didn't expect, "does he... Little uncle know?"

Lu Feiyan, Lu Jinghuai's little uncle.

Qin Yi Huan frowned, noncommittal way: "we just met."

Lu Jinghuai was silent. As early as when Qin Yihuan had an accident, he knew that this day would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

"Here is my business card. Call me whenever you need anything."

He handed it over, but Qin Yihuan didn't answer: "thank you. I don't think there will be such a day."

Lu Jinghuai stretched his hand in the air a little embarrassed, but after all, he put it on the table and said in a deep voice: "we should be prepared."

Meanwhile, the private room on the roof of the second floor.

A tall and straight figure is languidly relying on the sofa, more enchanting than a woman, eyes aimlessly looking at the downstairs, the line of sight is suddenly fixed.

"Feiyan, that woman seems to be a little familiar?"

Lu Feiyan came forward with a red wine glass and twisted his eyebrows. His dark eyes suddenly narrowed when he saw them. He drank the wine at the bottom of the glass coldly and then said in a cold voice: "of course you look familiar. That's my wife."

Thin lips deliberately bite heavy on the last two words, but enough to make the person sitting on the seat suddenly sit straight body, a face of disbelief: "she is hit your Qin Yihuan?"

Lu Feiyan leaned against the window, and his eyes reflected the behavior of the two people downstairs. There were several invisible machine fronts in his eyes.

Qin Yihuan

The evil man touched his chin, and the smile on Junrong's face was meaningful: "however, it seems that her relationship with your nephew is a little unusual..."