President's Runaway Lover

This was definitely not what Qi Mei expected. Looking at the blue clothes getting farther and farther, Qi Mei felt that someone had strangled her neck. This was her hard news and her capital to talk about conditions in front of Zhang Huaiyu for the last time.

In fact, the news of Zhang Huaiyu's return from the United States was told by Qiao Zhengjin. Of course, Qi Mei knew what Qiao Zhengjin wanted to live in at a glance, but when she couldn't take another step into Si Nanyuan's heart, she decided to try this dangerous trick.

"Ask for it." Qi Mei stood up and hit her forehead with a top light, which looked quite shiny.

Hearing this, Zhang Huaiyu, who had just come to the door, stopped his crutch and left Qi Mei in the corner of his eye.

When he first saw Qi Mei that day, Zhang Huaiyu had a feeling that he must not be led by the nose by this woman. This woman hides great greed under her appearance. At this time, Zhang Huaiyu would rather abandon his feet to protect the army.

"If only miss Qi could be as cheerful as she is now." With that, Zhang Huaiyu turned slowly and stared at Qi Mei in front of him with sharp eyes.

Qi Mei now realizes that this little trick is nothing in front of this man.

"Sit down, don't stand, Miss Qi." Zhang Huaiyu walked back slowly and sat down on the sofa.

"Come on, what conditions do you want?" Obviously, there is a request, but listening to Zhang Huaiyu's tone, the initiative is still in his hands.

Qi Mei stroked her hair at the temples, paused and said, "I want Si Nanyuan."

The greedy snake swallowed the elephant. Zhang Huaiyu thought secretly.

"Miss Qi, it's not small to hear you say that." Zhang Huaiyu said quietly.

The house suddenly calmed down. Qi Mei knew that it was difficult for Zhang Huaiyu to help himself to pull sinanyuan back from Lu Jingxiao. She looked at Zhang Huaiyu uneasily.

The tea cup had been on the table for a long time, and the water was cold. Zhang Huaiyu raised the tea cover and put it down. The porcelain collided with each other, making a crisp snap.

"Mr. Zhang, you know, I can help Si Nanyuan. I can." Qi Mei almost hissed.

Old man Zhang frowned, looked at Qi Mei, who was almost impolite in front of him, and said, "Miss Qi, do you really think there is no one in our family to assist Nan yuan?"

Qi Mei was speechless. She knew she was in a weak position and was not qualified to talk to the old man. Who made her love Si Nanyuan.

"Tell me, and then promise you to let Lu Jingxiao disappear around Si Nanyuan." After saying these words, old man Zhang raised his eyes and looked at Qi Mei. His eyes were calm and broken.

"OK." Qi Mei readily agreed.

"Miss Qi is a smart man. I hope we can cooperate happily in the future." Zhang Huaiyu stood up and walked slowly forward with his back on his back.

Qi Mei sat on the sofa, the skin on her fingers was almost rotten. When can she finish playing this rotten hand.

The sun shines on the white wall through the window, casting a mottled shadow. Watching the shadow of the tree swaying on the wall, Lu Jingxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come out for dinner." Cheng Xiaoyu shouted outside.

Looking at Huai Jin who was still sleeping in bed, Lu Jingxiao's heart was full of strength.

"Here we are." Lu Jingxiao answered softly.

The white tablecloth is filled with the soybean milk fried dough sticks just bought by Cheng Xiaoyu, and it is still steaming hot.

"Did the sun come out in the West today? Why did you get up so early today? " Lu Jingxiao took a fried dough stick from the bag.

Cheng Xiaoyu gave her a white look and said, "none of you let me worry. Enron got drunk last night and was broken this morning."

"She came back last night?" Lu Jingxiao took a bite of fried dough sticks and said vaguely.

"Forget it, forget it. I'm going to bed. Remember to clean up the dishes after you finish eating." Cheng Xiaoyu yawned, stretched and walked to the bedroom.

Looking at the clean table, Lu Jingxiao felt some satisfaction and clapped her hands. Just when she wanted to go to the bedroom to see Huai Jin, the mobile phone on the table shook.

Looking at the shiny word "father" on the mobile phone, Lu Jingxiao suddenly became curious. How could he call himself so early.

"Hello, Dad." Lu Jingxiao slides her finger, clicks on the answer button and puts her mobile phone in her ear.

"Jingxiao goes home. There are some things." Lu Fu briefly said a few words, and then hung up the phone.

Hearing his father's unusual phone call, Lu Jingxiao was a little flustered. His father wouldn't have any problems. There was an accident at home.

With such doubts, Lu Jingxiao felt that she must go home quickly now.

Quickly packed up, Lu Jingxiao picked up Huaijin and hurried out of the door.

After hanging up the phone, Lu's father looked at the woman in front of him with a sad face.

If she hadn't said it, Lu's father would never believe it would be his long lost sister, Lu Jing.

"Brother, how's it going?" Lu Jing sits on the sofa and looks at Lu Jun. although she is her own brother and sister, Lu's father's eyes are deeper than Lu Jing's.

"Well, I promised. I'll come later." Lu's father avoided Lu Jing's eyes and glanced away.

Long ago, he always thought that his sister had died. He wanted to see her in his lifetime.

I remember that when Lu Jing and Qi Shaowei were together, they and their father stopped many times, but it was useless. Finally, he chose to follow Qi Shaowei without hesitation.

Lu Jun suddenly thought of their brother and sister when they were young. He still remembered that they lived in the countryside. They ran together in the fields and watched the sunset. Therefore, when his sister died suddenly, Lu Jun collapsed.

So when such a complete living man was still sitting in front of him, Lu Jun began to think it was a dream. It was not until Lu Jing called her brother that he brought Lu Jun back to reality.

"Dad, what's going on?" Lu Jingxiao opened the door and rushed in. He looked at his father standing in the living room with a strange face.

"Jingxiao, come here." Lu's father's voice was a little serious and trembling.

Lu Jingxiao didn't understand why her father became like this. Only when she turned around, she found that there was a woman sitting at the corner. The woman's appearance was still familiar.

"What is this?" Lu Jingxiao looked at her father suspiciously.

"Your aunt." Lu's father's voice is very raw, as if these two words are not often said.

"Aunt? Isn't your aunt? " Lu Jingxiao looked back at his father, hoping to see a satisfactory answer from his father's face.

Compared with Lu Jingxiao's surprise, Lu Jing seemed calm for a while.