Meng Xinyao opened her eyes, and she felt disappointed and heartbroken.
"Why don't you want me?" she asked softly with her eyes hazy.
Lu Zhan stretched out his hand and placed it on her left chest. Her body shook, and the commotion that he couldn't trust made the pores in his body relax.
"Lu Zhan..." She moved her body gently, looking eager.
Lu Zhan pulled his lower lip, and his originally unpredictable face became cold, "Meng Xinyao, if you want to marry me, then don't play any tricks from now on, otherwise the ending will not be something you can afford."
His eyes shot at her like a blade, making her tremble.
After a long time, he stood up and said, "Don't try to provoke Crystal again."
Meng Xinyao raised her face and said indifferently: "She has seen our wedding photos, right? She has lost her memory, has she made a fuss?"
Xi Shuijing has always pretended, so she did this not for her to show it, but for Lu Zhan, and she wanted to let the hypocritical woman reveal her true face.
"How she is, it has nothing to do with you." After Lu Zhan said that, he walked straight to the back of the office and pressed the inside phone: "Secretary Li, send Miss Meng away."
Secretary Li came in and asked Meng Xinyao to leave responsibly. The moment they turned around, Lu Zhan's gentle voice came from behind, "Next time, no one is allowed to wait for me, no one is allowed to put into my office."
Secretary Li nodded and said yes, and he already knew in his heart that the impending young lady had no status in the heart of the president of the empire.
It’s not like the girl named Xi Shuijing, the president holds her in and out in the palm of her hand.
Lu Zhan didn't return home at twelve o'clock in the evening.
While taking the briefcase from his hand, the housekeeper Feng said, "I will not eat for a day, so I lay on it and cried."
Lu Zhan just frowned and walked upstairs. When he reached the middle of the stairs, he ordered, "In half an hour, I will send a bowl of millet porridge."
Butler Feng hurriedly went to prepare.
Lu Zhan paused for a moment before turning back up.
When he walked to the bedroom door, he opened the door and saw her with her back to him. He walked in lightly and sat on the edge of the bed.
Her back was facing outside, and her trembling little shoulders could be seen knowing that she was not asleep.
Lu Zhan sighed lightly, not touching her or speaking.
He just sat aside and accompanied her silently, and he knew that she must have known that he was back...
After a long time, he said softly: "Crystal, when will you be angry?"
She didn't turn around and said quietly for a while, "Lu Zhan, what Xinyao said is really right? We have divorced a long time ago, right?"
Lu Zhan's body stiffened and he subconsciously said: "Of course not."
Crystal suddenly turned around, and at the moment he turned around, he was stunned because her little face was really miserable, her nose was red and her eyes were swollen.
He felt as if he was stabbed by something, feeling depressed.
She looked at him with her head tilted, "When do you want to lie to me? You and her even took wedding photos, they were obviously going to get married."
Lu Zhan didn't know how to answer, but she suddenly threw herself into his arms and whimpered: "Lu Zhan, why are we divorced? Aren't we doing well?"
Her tears came out again, Lu Zhan was heartbroken, and he held her little face and kissed her gently, "Crystal, don't say it, it's all my fault, it's my bastard!"
Crystal fell on his shoulders and cried so hard that he could not bear to himself.
"Lu Zhan, I should leave you, but I..." She raised her eyes and looked at him pitifully, "But I can't..."
After saying that, he cried and fell into his arms again.
Lu Zhan stroked her long hair, and his heart seemed to be blocked by something. He comforted her and said slowly: "Crystal, you don't have to leave me. I promise that you will be my wife in the future."
"Really?" Her head buried deeper and asked with a hint of nasal voice.
Lu Zhan pursed his lips and lowered his head to kiss her, "Of course it's true! How could I bear to leave you?"
"But, what should I do with Xinyao? I can tell that she loves you very much." Her voice was muffled and unhappy.
Lu Zhan let out a breath, held her little face, and said seriously: "I just need you to be happy, Crystal, wait for me, I will be back soon."
She nodded blankly.
Lu Zhan hugged her body and finally let out a sigh of relief. At this time, Butler Feng came over with porridge.
He reached out to take it, asked the Butler Feng to take it back and feed her himself.
Crystal's face was red and her nose was wrinkled. She enjoyed his service in small mouthfuls. After a while, tears fell into the bowl again, "Lu Zhan, am I too selfish? This is too bad for Xinyao.
fair."
He sighed, reached out and touched her hair, "Don't think so much, take good care of your health."
She nodded gently and smiled sweetly.
Seeing her like this, Lu Zhan felt relieved.
But the next day, when he went out, she held his hand again and looked at him pitifully: "Lu Zhan, will you come back tonight?"
He patted her little hand, covered her naked body with a quilt, leaned over her lips and kissed her softly, "Of course."
She forced a smile and watched him leave.
At noon, Lu Zhan was a little worried again and called back, but fortunately everything was normal.
I wanted to go back to accompany her earlier in the evening, but the Meng family's parents called him in person, greeted him 'kindly', and hinted at him to talk about the marriage.
No matter how cold Lu Zhan was, he still had to respect the Meng family's parents, so he cleaned up and went straight to the Meng family.
Of course, the conversation was not pleasant. The Meng family was very dissatisfied with his raising Xi Jing and hoped that he would make a choice between Xinyao and Jing Jing.
Yu Lu Zhan, his choice will never be Meng Xinyao, but his plan will take some time.
He smiled slightly and said to the Meng family's president: "This must be the priority of marriage. Sometimes he just wants to relax."
The head of the Meng family laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "It's best if you can figure it out!"
Lu Zhan looked at him, and a deep smile appeared on his lips.
That night, he didn't go home at 2 a.m. because he accompanied Meng Xinyao to try out the dress.
All night, she held his hand tightly, with a happy smile on her lips.
Lu Zhan has nothing to be impatient, she just likes it, and he just treats it as a client.
She kept shaking until a little while before she reluctantly let him go. She originally wanted to ask him where to sleep, but when she looked at him, she still didn't dare to ask - her face was not as good as the Meng family's parents.
big.
And she had long stopped living in Dazhi's villa, which was empty and felt annoying to live.
Of course, she also hinted that Lu Zhan could stay in her boudoir for the night, but he just smiled and sent her back to the house and drove away.
Seeing his silver sports car driving away from Meng's yard, Meng Xinyao touched her heart on the balcony, and she still beating so fast.
Her eyes became blurred. Can she continue to continue at this moment...
Lu Zhan returned home quietly, Shuijing was sleeping soundly. After taking a shower, he lay beside her. She leaned over as if she felt something, and she exhaled a sweet breath from her little mouth.
His heart was warm, and he hugged her into his arms and kissed her on the forehead.
Crystal opened her eyes in a daze, "What time is it?"
He pursed his lower lip: "It's getting late, go to bed!"
The next day, he got up very early, and then Crystal did not meet him.
As usual at night, the parents of the Meng family invited Lu Zhan to cultivate feelings with Meng Xinyao. Lu Zhan was not impatient and accompanied her conscientiously from beginning to end.
Although Meng Xinyao was full of joy, she felt very disappointed.
Lu Zhan still did not stay overnight and drove away.
She stood in the hall, and Meng Jingyao walked behind her at some point, "Xinyao, are you sure you really want to marry him?"
She turned around slowly, her brother looked serious, and she smiled sadly, "Yes, I can't forget, brother, I can't."
She leaned her head gently on Meng Jingyao's shoulder. Meng Jingyao raised her head and sighed silently, "As long as you are happy, it's good or bad, I have my brother to accompany you."
Meng Xinyao raised her eyes, looking sad, "Brother, the better he treats me, the less I am used to it. It's like a sign, and I'm also afraid that the marriage will not go smoothly."
There is another week before the wedding date, and her heart is getting more and more uneasy. She always feels that Lu Zhan’s eyes look at her are alienated.
She has to bet whether it is right or wrong!
And these days, Lu Zhan naturally neglected Crystal because he wanted to accompany Meng Xinyao.
That night, Shui Jing sat at the dining table and had a meal alone. She put down the knife and fork in her hand, held her cheek and looked in the direction of the door.
The housekeeper advised him: "Madam eats a little bit, but these days, Madam has eaten too little."
"I don't have any appetite." Shui Jing said in a little depressed manner.
The housekeeper felt like a mirror in his heart. Although the wife hated Mr. He was right, the human heart was fleshy. This gentleman was like this. How could the wife not be moved? I just lost my soul after a few days.
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"Then, why not let me accompany my wife for a walk outside." She suggested, on the one hand, because Crystal was going to disguise, and she would not have time to go out for several days.
The husband took her out and always went to some companies. The wife was in her early twenties and should go out to buy things and dress up.
Crystal seemed a little restless, but the housekeeper insisted on making her happy. Maybe when she arrived in the city, she could find one or two more unique restaurants, and the lady would be willing to eat more.
Shui Jing changed into an outing suit, which was loose and had a very elegant feeling.
Butler Feng changed out of his uniform, put down his hair, and put on casual clothes, and became much younger.
When you go out, you are driven out by Butler Feng in a car. The classic car worth more than 100,000 yuan is very consistent with Butler Feng’s taste.
Crystal sat in the passenger seat and it took a long time to say something.