Liu Yingluo lay on his chest, looking at him with tearful eyes, and choked with sobs, "Can you let me go? I don't like you and don't want to be with you...I will escape sooner or later. Let
You can't find me."
Lu Sijue rolled his Adam's apple and closed his eyes, "It doesn't matter if you don't like me. If I like you, just accept it. Don't always think about escaping. If you escape, I will give your son to your sister."
Liu Zhaodi raised her and asked your son to call her mommy. You can't bear to let go of this son in your belly, right?"
Liu Yingluo's tearful eyes suddenly shrank, and she put her little hand on her raised belly, nostalgic but reluctant to let go, "Lu Sijue, you are not allowed to touch my son."
"Then don't make me angry. Your son's status depends entirely on your attitude towards me!"
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Liu Zhaodi closed her eyes and freed herself from the distant memory. She was covered in cold sweat.
In her impression, and in everyone's impression, Lu Sijue, the monarch of the Lu family, has been the proud son of heaven since he was a child. He received the most orthodox education, and the aristocratic atmosphere flows in his bones and blood. After years of accumulation,
He is getting deeper and deeper. There is no fireworks at all on his body, let alone... desire.
He was also very indifferent to her, saying nothing about love.
But only Liu Zhaodi knew that all this was an illusion, and Lu Sijue also liked women.
He looked at Liu Yingluo with naked eyes. During those years, he stayed in Gillian's room every night. No matter whether Liu Yingluo was pregnant, sick or having a baby, he took out all the demands of a normal man with full blood on Liu Yingluo.
.
Liu Yingluo often called him a beast.
If she hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes, maybe she would have been deceived by this man's arrogant and elegant aristocratic status, but without all his outer appearances, he was no different from other men. He was also fierce and bad in bed.
Lu Sijue only had one woman, Liu Yingluo, and he slept with her for a long time without getting tired of it. He never took a second look at the many flowers and plants outside. He couldn't live without Gillian's room, where his life was spent in those years.
The company and Gillian's room are at the same time, and there are some necessary business trips.
All this made Liu Zhaodi deeply jealous, so jealous that she went crazy. Although she had been the mistress of the Lu family these years, people outside were envious of her good life, thinking that she had everything they dreamed of, but who knew that she
I stayed alone in my empty room every night, and I lived as a widow for twenty years.
"Si Jue, I know you will be unhappy if I say this, but Yingluo really doesn't like you. On the night of your wedding, she was the one who asked me to come in to have a bridal chamber with you. It was she who wanted to run away, so she asked me to take her place.
It was she who became Mrs. Lu!"
Lu Sijue has always had no expression. He has reached the age of fifty, and his emotions have not been revealed for a long time. But when he mentioned the wedding that year, he narrowed his handsome eyes.
He knew Liu Yingluo didn't like him.
It was he who forced her to marry.
Back then, the Liu family had a business relationship with the Lu Group. When something went wrong with that business, the Liu family had to pay billions of dollars to the Lu Group.
It was snowing heavily that day, and the 19-year-old girl, wearing a short white down jacket, knelt in front of the Lu family's house. She knelt for a long time, her little hands were red from the cold and already stiff, but she kept kneeling and her slender back remained straight.