Mrs. Lu picked it up

The man on the bed put down the book in his hand, he lifted his eyelashes, and the crow-blue eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the eyelids, a shadow for no reason.

"I can't come?" Lu Jingchuan's lips parted and closed: "Yes, I am the president of the Lu family, so it's inappropriate to come here. The suitable ones are Nan Huai and A Ci."

Song Li paused, "Lu Jingchuan, do you think it's interesting to play tricks on me?"

"It sounds easy to misunderstand me! I hope you don't say it!"

Such words always gave her the illusion that Lu Jingchuan still loved her.

The man turned over and lay down on the bed, holding her quilt in his arms, and closed his beautiful eyes.

Song Li just felt something was wrong, dropped her handbag, trotted over in high heels, and reached out to grab Lu Jingchuan: "What are you doing? We are getting ready for divorce, you can't sleep here."

Lu Jingchuan exerted force on his arm, and Song Li became dizzy for a while, and she was already pressed down on the bed by him.

There is the bloody smell of a man in the nostrils.

With such a big movement, the wound on his body must have been opened.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

Song Liqi's voice choked up for a while, Lu Jingchuan reached out and rubbed the corner of the woman's lips with his thumb: "What's hypocritical? You made this deal with grandma, and you chose Qiu Qian. Isn't it a disguised compromise?"

"I can't get divorced, and I still talk about divorce. Is Mrs. Lu trying to disgust me?"

Song Li froze.

The man pressed on her body, his breath was burning hot, Song Li felt his hair stand on end.

"If you agree, we can still divorce." Song Li said rationally.

"Really? It's not my people, why use the Lu family's resources?"

His eyes were deep, his lips were red, and his face was snow-white.

It could be seen that his body was extremely uncomfortable, Song Li couldn't figure it out at all, he was so uncomfortable, why did he come here to make each other unhappy?
"Song Li, I may not be able to reverse grandma's will, but it is still possible to call Qiu Qian back."

Song Li suddenly reached out and grabbed Lu Jingchuan by the collar.

With white teeth, she bit her lower lip: "Lu Jingchuan, do you know something?"

The man fell silent suddenly.

The lights were bright, and the emotions on his face were clearly visible, as if hesitating.

This is definitely not an expression of ignorance.

"Is it Chu Yue?" Song Li asked.

The man turned over, almost masochistic, leaned his back on the bed, and lay side by side on the big bed with Song Li.

"She did it when I slipped and fell in the Champs Elysees in Greentown, right? You sent her abroad to protect her?"

Thinking of the past, my heart hurts.

Song Li had already stopped crying.

"I've always wondered, if Chu Yue just wanted you to be with Lin Shan, why did he do this to me?"

"How much respect can she have for you? Your child, can she remove it without blinking her eyes? Does the blood of the heir of a first-class family only have cold blood and ruthlessness?"

Lu Jingchuan laughed lowly, his voice was full of sarcasm: "According to what Mrs. Lu said, people all over the world have left behind money and power, just like Mrs. Lu, using one mouth to show that they are poor and noble, wouldn't it be fine? "

Song Li laughed along.

Lu Jingchuan looked at her. His eyelashes were so long and distinct, which made his dark pupils even deeper.

"Achuan."

A teardrop slipped down from the corner of Song Li's eye, she smiled.

"At this moment, I am extremely grateful that our child was not born."

After these words fell, Song Li clearly saw that all the peace in Lu Jingchuan's eyes shattered, and the veins on his forehead bulged, and he turned his head abruptly.

It was the first time that Song Li seemed to see traces of suspected embarrassment on Lu Jingchuan.

With the neck held by him, Lu Jingchuan's eyes flickered, revealing a fierce look.

Song Li cried out in pain.

Her breathing seemed to be cut off, Song Li couldn't breathe, she stared at him.

In less than two years, she really didn't understand why Lu Jingchuan suddenly changed so much. The first second he was gentle and caring, and he was afraid of melting in the palm of his hand, but the next second his attitude changed sharply, indifferent and ruthless.

Lu Jingchuan said angrily: "Isn't your mouth very strong? Why didn't you say it? Huh?"

Song Li closed her eyes like a fish out of water. When she was dying, Lu Jingchuan let go of her hand suddenly.

Song Li struggled to breathe.

The allergic sequelae were really serious, she couldn't cough for a while, her lungs were burning.

It took a long time to cough up.

Lu Jingchuan sat down beside the bed, with his back facing her.

She thought that this proud man of heaven would definitely not be able to stand the anger after she finished speaking, and would have left long ago.

But Lu Jingchuan not only didn't, he even lay down on her bed.

Song Li wanted to leave, but when she walked to the door, Lu Jingchuan suddenly said, "Song Li, if you dare to leave, I will transfer Qiu Qian back."

Song Li stood at the door for a while, and finally fell down on the sofa angrily.

After running for a day, she was already tired, so she nestled on the sofa and fell asleep in a daze.

She is hot awake.

There seemed to be a big stove beside her, roasting her.

Song Li opened her eyes and saw herself being held firmly in Lu Jingchuan's arms.

He closed his eyes tightly, the hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, and his face was pale.

Song Li was dumbfounded.

She obviously fell asleep on the sofa, why did she wake up in bed.

Song Li didn't have time to care about this, so she reached out to brush Lu Jingchuan's hair and put it on his forehead.

The palms were hot, and the man's breath was even hotter.

Song Li broke away from Lu Jingchuan and pulled the man's clothes back. His back was bloody and the white sheets were already wet with blood.

Song Li was shocked, and sat up suddenly from the bed. She reached out and patted Lu Jingchuan's face: "Lu Jingchuan, wake up!"

The other party didn't respond at all. Song Li found Lu Jingchuan's cell phone and unlocked it with his fingerprint. She wanted to call Su Chenwu.

But as soon as he entered, he saw an unread text message, and clicked in with a trembling hand.

It was a text message from Sheng Lan.

[Mr. Lu, the members of the Chu family and the old lady have reached a consensus that Ms. Chu may return to China in the near future. ]
The phone slipped from the palm of his hand.

Song Li was extremely sad.

The man hummed in pain, Song Li came back to his senses, and went to get Lu Jingchuan's phone again.

By coincidence, after getting the phone, Song Li didn't make a call, but checked the text messages of Lu Jingchuan and Sheng Lan.

It was almost Sheng Lan's one-man show.

[Mr. Lu, Ms. Lin encountered some troubles during the fashion week, and I have already helped her deal with it. ]
[Mr. Lu, Ms. Chu listened to a musical abroad. ]
[Mr. Lu, Ms. Lin went abroad to watch a movie with Ms. Chu. ]
And the last one, [President Lu, do you want to interfere with Qiu Qian's investigation? ]
Time stopped yesterday, and Song Li's heart ached.

She even wanted to smash Lu Jingchuan's phone and scream, but Song Li knew that she couldn't do that.

This person who may be the murderer of her child is at large abroad. She thought it was punishment, but Chu Yue was coming back so soon.