Possessiveness: The private little wife of the paranoid CEO

They found Lu Beiyan at the hotel where the wedding was held, in the bride's dressing room.

When Zhao Qingyao and A Fei arrived, they saw this scene:

All the bottles and jars on the dressing table were thrown to the ground, fragmented and in a mess.

A few days ago, he arranged each bottle himself and wiped it clean with paper towels.

Lu Beiyan's eyes were dark, his hands were propped on the edge of the dressing table, the lines of his arms were sharp and clear, and the veins were visible.

He recalled the scene here a few days ago, he pressed her on it, and kissed her one after another.

Now those scenes are recalled in my mind, it seems that an ice pick pierced into the body, one after another, the sting spread all over the body, and then was thrown into the cold deep sea, and the blood was frozen to death before it could flow out.

"Honey, I'll listen to you from now on, okay?"

"Baby, why do you still blush so easily?"

"Don't worry, baby, your husband is very measured and won't mess around at this time, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be confused for a while"

"Go-no-way, it will affect the wedding."

Until those words clearly reappeared in my mind, the ice melted, and the biting cold engulfed my whole body.

Suddenly, he laughed at himself.

Shi Ran, I shouldn't let you go.

At that time, you should follow your heart, press you on/on this table, and linger until death.

You can't even walk.

The white bandage on his leg has been dyed red, from light red to deep red, Zhao Qingyao was so distressed that tears flowed unconsciously, she couldn't help but said: "A Yan, your legs can't stand for so long."

And judging by the extent of the bleeding, he had walked a lot.

"roll."

"Ayan, I..."

Lu Beiyan sat down along the table, buried his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "I have never cared about me since I was a child, and no matter how pitiful I am now, no one wants me, and I don't need you to care about me."

Lu Beixue came all the way, and finally arrived. Seeing that his brother was fine, he was slightly relieved, but the breath of running all the way hadn't calmed down, and suddenly someone grabbed his neck.

Lu Beiyan's eyes were fixed on her, sharp as an eagle, and his strong emotions were not concealed.

"Say, who is it?"

Who took her away.

Soon, Lu Beixue's face was flushed due to difficulty breathing, the veins in her neck were bulging, and her face was pale.

"I don't know, I didn't... I didn't see... my face clearly." Because someone grabbed his throat, he spoke intermittently and couldn't breathe.

Lu Beiyan's face was cold, with thick gloom under his eyes, and he relaxed his five fingers.

Lu Beixue's legs went limp and she fell to the ground. Zhao Qingyao, whose heart was already in her throat, was finally relieved.

"Go to Tang Corporation."

-

Tang's tall building.

"President Lu is so angry!" Although Mr. Tang is old, he still sits in the company.

Lu Beiyan didn't go around in circles with him, and went straight to the point: "Where is Tang Ji?"

Mr. Tang was nearly seventy years old, but his eyes were calm and his outline was deep and sharp.

He is resolute and stern, without anger and prestige, with the ruthlessness of a superior.

When talking about Tang Ji, his eyes showed some softness.

"It's a coincidence, isn't it, Mr. Lu, I just wanted to ask you, but his mother is crying at home, worrying, worrying me to death."

Tang Ji loves to play. Although he is not at home, he has never been rebellious to play truant.

But he wasn't very worried. Tang Ji was a kid who was playing around and playing around. He was very measured in everything he did. He would always come back soon.

Seeing that he really didn't seem to know, Lu Beiyan turned around to leave.

"Hey, Mr. Lu, this wife is gone, let her go outside to play, and she will go home naturally after playing enough."

Mr. Tang picked up the tea and sipped it to his lips. Lu Beiyan is a character, and he may not be able to match him in terms of tactics and vision when he was young. Unfortunately, he is too stubborn emotionally.

It's like being trapped in a cage by yourself.

Come back home?

A self-deprecating smile emerged from the corner of Lu Beiyan's mouth.

Seeing his footsteps stop, Mr. Tang thought his words were effective, so he lost his temper, and then said: "A girl can't be pushed too hard, you have to love her, respect her, coax her more, and go to her carefully." Love her……"

"Take care of your son."

-

Half a year passed.

West Mountain Villa.

The heavy curtains were drawn, and the room was dark without any light.

Zhao Qingyao walked back and forth outside the door.

"Mom, don't go, it makes me dizzy." Lu Beixue couldn't help but speak.

Ever since he came back from a trip to Tang Corporation, he has locked himself in the room and not allowed anyone to enter. It has been half a year.

Only Aunt Ju can bring food in and clean up occasionally.

Zhou Zhu stood aside with a thick stack of documents, not daring to step forward, but he didn't know what to do.

When Zhao Qingyao saw him, she seemed to have seen a savior, and went over to drag him to the door.

"Oh, hurry up and see him."

As soon as Zhou Zhu was pushed in, he was choked by the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol in the room. The dark room was dark and oppressive, as if there was a dormant lion somewhere, which made people unconsciously slow down their breathing and feel chills on their backs.

After getting used to the darkness inside, even with the light brought in from the open door, he could see clearly.

Lu Beiyan was dressed in black and sat against the wall. There were cigarette butts and wine bottles all over the floor. The wine bottles were broken a lot, and the pieces were all over the floor.

He lowered his head, raised his chin suddenly, and glanced over coldly, feeling extremely oppressive.

Zhou Zhu's legs were so weak that he almost knelt down.

There was no trace of life in the room, only the cold and hostile aura on his body, and his eyes that seemed to eat people.

"Mr. Lu, this is the approval document for a relatively important project that has been left behind in the past six months. I am a little anxious to go through the process. The time is fast... it will be too late, you..."

"did you find it?"

His cold voice was like a rakshasa from hell, and Zhou Zhu's hand holding the document trembled slightly.

In the vast world, it is not easy to find someone.

Zhou Zhu didn't dare to look at him, and shook his head, only to see that he suddenly picked up a sharp shard of glass, and gently rubbed his five fingers on it, the glass shards were spinning in his hands, playing with it carelessly.

But Zhou Zhu felt that he was extremely dangerous at the moment. He imagined that the president was crazy and uncontrollably rushed up with the fragment and pressed it against his throat, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Why haven't you found it yet?!"

Then trembling all over.

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, but when he returns with a stack of documents and no results, he will be condemned to death by the old men on the board of directors, accusing him of not doing his job well.

He risked his life to speak again: "Mr. Lu, these documents..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Mr. Lu holding the sharp glass shard against his wrist, and then cut his wrist without blinking. Gorgeous blood sprayed out, dyed red. There are emerald green fragments, dazzling and frightening.