Once addicted to thinking, Mrs. Lu married

On the way back to send Nancy back, Lu Bojin's mind kept echoing what she said just now, what was it that made her so sad that she only wanted to live an ordinary life instead of stepping into a wealthy family.

He couldn't figure it out, he really wanted to find someone to drink with, but Si Chen sent Yun Tianyang to Australia for treatment, Jiang Muchen went to the southwest, as for Ling Yuan and Shi Lei also had their own affairs, it seems that he is the only one left now Ling alone.

"Why don't you come in for a drink?"

Lu Bojin hugged the steering wheel, and finally raised his head when he heard the voice outside.

Outside the car window, Aunt Lan looked at him with a smile. This Bugatti was the only one in Qingcheng, and it had been parked at the gate of Lan Kwai Fong for a full hour. If she didn't know, she would be the owner of this place for nothing.

Lu Bojin thought for a while, turned off the car key and walked out. Aunt Lan turned around and led him to the original room 626.

"I haven't been used by anyone, so tonight's box fee may be very high, you don't mind, Mr. Lu." Aunt Lan leaned on the door panel and said with a smile like a profiteer.

Lu Bojin didn't mind either, and directly took out a bank card from his wallet and handed it over, "From now on, I'll take care of it here."

"Dafang, please come inside, Mr. Lu." Aunt Lan took the card unceremoniously and made a gesture of invitation.

Lu Bojin walked in, and his eyes fell on the sofa. Thinking of the madness back then, he understood the meaning of what Nancy said to him. It was his desperate and crazy revenge that brought the two of them to this end.

"Bring some good wine to Boss Lu, today I'll accompany Boss Lu so he won't get drunk." Aunt Lan called out to the bartender outside.

"Oh."

The bartender came in response, brought more than a dozen kinds of wine and put them on the table one by one, and squatted down to pour them for Lu Bojin and Aunt Lan.

Aunt Lan took the cup in front of her, took a sip and said, "I've never lacked people with stories here. When they came in, everyone felt sorry for themselves, but once they walked out, they all looked the same."

"What does it look like?" Lu Bojin also picked up his own cup and took a sip.

Aunt Lan smiled and pointed to the bartender who was still squatting next to her, and said, "If you learn to be servile, you will know how to truly protect yourself, and don't bow your knee to anyone again."

"Then what if you bow your knees to others again?" Lu Bojin's eyes were a little hollow, as if a big piece of his heart had been ripped out, and he couldn't feel his heartbeat.

Aunt Lan said again, "There is no other way. She will never stand up again in her life. It doesn't matter to be strong, but she has to bear it until she dies."

Lu Bojin's hand holding the cup tightened. Nancy's knees seemed to have never been straightened during this journey. Her retreat was just another predicament, until now there was no way to retreat.

"Is there any cure for that?" he asked.

Aunt Lan simply picked up a bottle of wine and poured it herself, and said after a while, "There is no solution, unless she is willing to stand up, no one can do anything about it."

"Can't you even have children?" A hot tear dripped into the wine glass, Lu Bojin picked it up and drank it down, he was not reconciled, really not reconciled.

Aunt Lan leaned on the sofa, waved to the bartender, and signaled him to go out, "Son, so what about the child, you can't even rely on your own man, do you think a woman can count on her child to protect herself?"

After Nancy left here, Aunt Lan didn't take the initiative to contact her, but it didn't mean that she didn't understand. Facing the rumors in the newspapers, Lu Bojin never spoke up. This is probably the wound in a woman's heart.