Now their eyes met, Liu Yingluo was pale, and Lu Sijue was indifferent and cold.
"Sir, it's the madam and the young madam." Butler Ye noticed the subtle atmosphere, so he reminded him.
Lu Sijue then took a step forward and came to Xia Xiwan and Liu Yingluo.
"Uncle Lu, are you going back to West China? We are also going back to West China. Can we take your special plane?" Xia Xiwan asked, holding Liu Yingluo's arm.
Lu Sijue pursed his thin lips and said two words with as much care as gold, "Okay."
After saying that, he turned around and strode in without any intention of waiting for them.
Liu Yingluo stood there and watched Lu Sijue's leaving figure. The look he looked at her just now was very cold, like looking at a stranger, with coldness coming from his bones.
For so many years, no matter what happened, he had held her hand tightly and never let go.
But at this moment, Liu Yingluo felt that he had let go.
He let go of her hand.
Liu Yingluo didn't know what happened after that night, and his attitude towards her was so different.
"Aunt Yingluo, let's go in too." Xia Xiwan seemed to know nothing, and she pulled Liu Yingluo in too.
...
In a luxury plane.
Xia Xiwan and Liu Yingluo sat together, and Lu Sijue sat with that beautiful girl named Li Yu.
Liu Yingluo could see the two people in front of her from this angle. Lu Sijue was reading a financial newspaper in his hand, and Li Yu was happily talking to him.
Li Yu secretly looked at Lu Sijue. The man was lazily leaning on the back of the chair. His two proud long legs were superimposed elegantly and elegantly. His handsome facial features were as sharp as a knife, like a collector's edition of La Liga.
Philippine red wine, the older it is, the more mellow it is.
Li Yu quickly moved over and pressed her plump breasts against the man's arm. She rubbed it intentionally and said coquettishly, "Mr. Lu, stop reading the newspaper. Let's talk."
Lu Sijue raised his eyes from the financial newspaper, glanced at Li Yu, and looked down at the breasts she was rubbing against deliberately, "What are you rubbing against? Sit further away."
"..." Li Yu's face turned pale, "Mr. Lu, do you love your wife so much?"
Lu Sijue had no expression, but curved his thin lips into an arc that looked like a smile but not a smile, "You still know that I have a wife?"
"..." Li Yu felt that this man really didn't know how to chat. He was just a topic stopper and couldn't have a pleasant conversation.
Of course she doesn't believe it. Men in their fifties are actually the most likely to cheat. Once the career and family have reached a harmonious state, some hidden dark factors such as physical desires cannot be satisfied and start to cause turmoil.
She is so young and beautiful. What man doesn't like young and beautiful women?
"Mr. Lu, of course I know you have a wife, and your wife is sitting in the back. Unfortunately, she doesn't seem to care about you. She doesn't seem to be jealous when we sit together."
Lu Sijue was touched in a sore spot. He recalled the scene where she and Su Cheng hugged each other on the street. His narrow eyes became colder and colder.