After the flash marriage, it was discovered that her husband was the richest man

She was like a victim of emotional breakdown, with her hands buried in her palms, tears rolled down one by one, and fell on the quilt through her fingers, "My father killed someone, and Lu Yingxuan has evidence of his murder. If we don't Do things for him, and he will expose all of this. My dad can't go to jail, and our whole family is counting on him alone, so he must be fine!"

Lu Yinghuai looked at her without saying a word.

He already knew what she said.But he also knows that these are not all.

Luo Luo suddenly raised her face, tears had already spread all over her face, with pleading in her mournful expression, "I know you must have investigated clearly long ago, and you must know what my father means to us , so can I beg you, please let us go?!"

She bit her lip hard, "I just wanted to follow what he said, cooperate with the trouble, take the opportunity to come back with you after you go there, and try to get close to you to obtain the information he needs. But none of us expected, I'm going to really fall in love with you in the process..."

She sat on the bed, weeping uncontrollably, and her shoulders shook violently, like a fragile porcelain doll.

That way, it looks really pitiful and pitiful.

It's a pity that Lu Yinghuai didn't have any sympathy or pity in his eyes, not even a little bit of emotional ups and downs.

Luo Luo cried sadly, covering her face with her hands, tears rolled down like broken pearls.

But no matter how good a performance is, it needs an audience and resonance.

Without these, the show would be meaningless.

So Luo Luo cried for about 10 minutes, and when he found that the man was still silent, he was sure that he really would not soften his heart towards her.

She bit her lips hard, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and after a while, looked up at the man sitting on the chair.

His dark and deep eyes could no longer be described as cold, but indifferent, a kind of indifference towards her.

"Lu, Mr. Lu..."

"You still haven't told the truth." The man's voice was cold, with a sigh, as if he gave her the last chance, but she was disappointed that she didn't seize it.

Seeing the man getting up to leave, Luo Luo suddenly panicked.

She wasn't sure exactly which step Lu Yinghuai understood, but now it seemed that at least he understood much more than she thought.

"Mr. Lu, I, I said..."

……

Song Ning chased Han Song out, and the tall, long-legged man stepped over to the parking lot on the side of the road in a few steps.

Seeing that he was holding An Xin with both hands, and it was hard to open the door, Song Ning quickly ran two steps, "I'll come."

Han Song froze for a moment, then took a step to the side with An Xin in his arms.

Song Ning opened the back door, and saw Han Song leaning over to put him carefully on the seat, and was about to close the door.

She grabbed the car door and didn't let it go, "I'll take her back with you."

Han Song looked at her and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"She's drunk, she might make a fuss in a while, and she can't be without someone to take care of her." Song Ning explained, trying to keep his voice steady, "Lu Yinghuai is unable to come back due to something, it's inconvenient for you to be his assistant and a man."

Such an explanation is reasonable.

But Han Song looked at the woman with drooping eyelashes who seemed afraid to look at him, and somehow felt a little familiar.

With his hand on the car door, the man looked down at Song Ning, "Then I'll trouble Miss Song, but what about Miss Chi? Do you need to drop her off first?"

Chi Mo, who always thought that he was completely ignored, "..."

It stands to reason that she and Song Ning are An Xin's girlfriends, and they can take care of her together.

But seeing Song Ning's attitude towards Han Song, Chi Mo somehow felt that he shouldn't be a light bulb in the past.

So she tactfully handed An Xin's bag to Song Ning, "No need, if Ning Ning wants to take care of An Xin, then I will drive her car back, and tomorrow you will take Xin Xin's car to the TV station, see you at the TV station. "

Song Ning took the bag and nodded bluntly, "Okay."

Chi Mo turned around and drove Song Ning's car.

Song Ning lowered his head and got into the car. When Han Song closed the car door, he frowned and took a deep look at the woman sitting in the back seat. The familiar feeling came over him again.

But after thinking about it carefully, he really couldn't remember where he had intersected with this person, so he only regarded this familiarity as her team with An Xin, so he saw a lot about her when watching the live broadcast. on the screen at this point.

Then Han Song closed the door, walked around the front of the car, got into the driver's cab, and started the car.

The car drove out smoothly.

On the back seat, Song Ning carefully picked up An Xin's head, pillowed it on her lap, and helped her adjust her posture so that she could lie down more comfortably.

The drunk girl didn't make any noise, she fell asleep peacefully, just like she was usually, so well-behaved that it made people feel distressed.

Song Ning's slender fingers stroked An Xin's long hair time after time, and finally asked as if unintentionally, "Did Lu Yinghuai and An Xin quarrel?"

If it wasn't for the fact that she felt uncomfortable after the quarrel, she really couldn't think of any reason for a girl to get herself so drunk.Gale novel

"No." Han Song replied rigidly but honestly, "I've never seen Mr. Lu care about others as much as he cares about the little lady. He won't be willing to quarrel with the little lady."

Song Ning frowned, "Then why didn't he come by himself?"

"Boss Lu has something to deal with." Perhaps because Song Ning is An Xin's friend, Han Song answered all questions patiently.

"Picking up a wife can be done by your assistant, what else can't you do?"

Han Song was silent for a moment, and then said, "A lot!"

Song Ning, "..."

"Is Miss Song angry?" Han Song glanced at the woman with downcast eyes from the rearview mirror, although she didn't understand what she was angry about, but he still explained, "President Lu is indeed If you can't go away, otherwise you won't be willing to let the little madam get drunk by herself."

"Heh, how many of your men's words can you trust?!" Song Ning suddenly said coldly.

Han Song was taken aback, feeling innocent that he was also implicated in it.

What does it mean that a few words of their men can be trusted?

At least he felt that what he said was fulfilled.

When the car drove to the downstairs of the apartment, Song Ning saw a black Bentley parked there with its engine turned off.

Han Song also saw the car, drove over decisively, and stopped by Bentley.

Then he opened the driver's door, and before he could get to the Bentley, the driver's door of the Bentley was pushed open.

The tall and long-legged Lu Yinghuai stepped out from inside and walked towards the back seat.

"Mr. Lu, the little madam seems to be a little drunk, and she was sleeping all the way." Han Song followed him, talking about An Xin's situation, "Miss Song was worried that you would not come back, so she came here to take care of the little madam. "