Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

The next day, Wen Xi received a call from Lu Qinghan early in the morning. To be precise, it was a call to Mu Shuyu.

He wanted to take her somewhere tonight.

She had already rejected it once yesterday, and Wen Xi didn't dare to refuse again, so she quickly put on heavy makeup like Mu Shuyu.

After lunch, Lu Qinghan's driver, Xiang Yang, came to pick her up on time.

The place to go is an underground auction house.

When Wen Xi arrived, the place where her eyes touched was full of people. Xiang Yang led her to the second floor and walked to the door of a room.

Pushing open the door, Wen Xi saw the man holding the wine glass on the sofa at the first sight.

Although she put on makeup, Wen Xi was still afraid that he would see the clue, so she went in and sat directly on the other side of the sofa, the place farthest from him.

Lu Qinghan's eyes fell on her face, the heavy makeup made him frown slightly, he beckoned to her: "Come here."

Wen Xi pursed her lips, knowing that she couldn't hide, so she lowered her head and moved slowly.

Before he got close, he suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Wen Xi only felt her whole body tense up, struggling to leave, but his arms around her gradually tightened.

"Shu Yu, be good." He softly coaxed her next to her ear, his breath sprayed behind her ear, itching, as if trying to melt her whole body.

Wen Xi didn't dare to move.

She is now Mu Shuyu, his fiancee.

Lu Qinghan's fingers caressed her cheeks lightly, thick powder stained his fingertips, and he asked, "Have you put on makeup?"

"Well, the European and American style is more popular recently, you...don't you like it?"

"like."

As if to affirm this sentence, he said it very affirmatively, Wen Xi was startled, only felt that these two words passed through the bottom of his heart like an electric current.

It's just that she kept her head down, not ignoring his clear and emotionless eyes.

Lu Qinghan knew very well in his heart that he was only responsible for Mu Shuyu, but why did he think of Wen Xi when facing Mu Shuyu now, even when he was hugging her?

The auction downstairs has already started, and Wen Xi discovered that the decoration style here is antique and has the charm of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

Sitting here, he could clearly see the situation in the auction hall on the first floor.

One by one, Lu Qinghan did not raise his placard as each lot was photographed.

Wen Xi didn't understand, what did Lu Qinghan want to buy?And why did you bring her here?

Until a top-notch pink diamond appeared, the man next to her finally took action, and directly took a picture of it, spending [-] million yuan.

After finalizing, Lu Qinghan lowered his head and asked her, "Do you like it?"

Wen Xi was a little surprised, "Give it to me?"

"Is there anyone else here?" He chuckled.

After the auction, it was completely dark.

Lu Qinghan took Wen Xi's hand and left, the night breeze was cool outside.

She stretched out her hand and used her fingers to comb through the wind-blown hair, and suddenly felt a tightness around her waist. She raised her eyes to see the face of the man who was close at hand, and Lu Qinghan's handsome face magnified in front of her.

As the two got closer, Lu Qinghan's warm breath fell on Wen Xi's face.

Under the man's gaze, Wen Xi's face slowly turned red.

"I'm going to England next Friday."

"Okay..." The man suddenly approached, which made Wen Xi a little nervous. She clenched her fingers tightly, and her cheeks became even hotter.

Lu Qinghan looked at the woman with heavy makeup on her face, but her facial features were still exquisite, only her exposed ears were dark pink, it was obvious that she was a little shy, he frowned slightly, and then laughed out loud.

Unexpectedly, Mu Shuyu was so easily shy.

It was very different from how she had opened up in front of her before.

Originally giving her pink diamonds was because of responsibility on the one hand, and reminded himself that he had a fiancée on the other hand, but now looking at his little fiancée always reminded him of that woman...

Realizing this, the warmth in Lu Qinghan's eyes faded a little, and he said, "I still have something to do, let Xiang Yang take you back first." As for the doubts in my heart, let's talk about it when he comes back.

"Yeah." Wen Xi didn't dare to ask more, her whole heart was beating now, she wished she could leave immediately, and stay with him for a while longer, she was afraid that she would not be able to help herself.

Then, the moment she was about to get into the car, he grabbed her wrist, and his warm lips fell on her forehead.

"Shu Yu, wait for me to come back."

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