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

The man kneeling on the ground was also wearing black suit pants, but compared to the man's ironed shirt, which had no wrinkles, his was obviously darker, as if soaked in blood.

His hair was messy and there were purple scars on his face, especially his lips, which were dry and peeling, like someone who had hiked in the desert for a month without drinking a sip of water.Under the short black hair, white dandruff billowed up, making him look miserable.

All the waiting in the dark will be infinitely amplified and lengthened by fear, coupled with the painful torture of a broken leg, the man's nerves are already on the verge of collapse.

Just when Lu Yinghuai asked, he couldn't wait to speak, "Mr. Lu, don't you know very well who asked me to do this?"

"Yes."

The man trembled and didn't understand, "Then why do you insist on me telling you personally?"

Lu Yinghuai raised his hand, and the bodyguard in black clothes behind him immediately stepped forward.

The bodyguard held a DVD in his hand, and the shooting flash was pointed at the man on the ground, obviously to record every word he said.

Lu Yinghuai's indifferent and calm voice slowly sounded, "The person you want to tell is not me, but the person who told you to do this."

The man's expression changed, and he immediately understood what Lu Yinghuai meant.

There are some things that we know very well, but when this matter is about to be resolved, we have to give a reason to do it, a reason that is enough to put it on the table to start this war!

The man said with a horrified look, "No, no, no, Mr. Lu, I beg you to let me go. You should know very well that if I say anything, that person will not let me go. This is your family. Why don't you just solve the internal conflicts behind closed doors? Why do you have to involve innocent us? Please, please let me go. I can give her all the money she bought me I’ll give it back to you, I just ask you to let me go!”

Lu Yinghuai lit a cigarette with a lighter, took a long drag, then leaned over and spit it all over the man's face in a leisurely manner. When he spoke again, even his voice seemed to be soaked in smoke, with a rustling dejection. , "The difference may be that you are of no use to her, and it doesn't matter whether you live or die. But here with me, there is still a little bit of use value. And if you don't do what I say, I will make you even There is no way to die, and life is worse than a dog.”

By the time he finished speaking, the man on the ground had turned pale, his eyes were unfocused, and he was extremely flustered and frightened.

The man's cold yet oppressive voice sounded from above again, "I'll give you a cigarette to think about it!"

*

When Lu Yinghuai drove back to the villa, he received a message from the woman.

【The flowers are withering again. 】

Lu Yinghuai lowered his eyes and glanced across the phone screen. When he saw the message box on it clearly, he couldn't help but picture her when she was editing the message. Her thin lips couldn't help but curl up, which was a pleasant feeling.

He didn't reply to the message, but put the phone back into his coat pocket.

An Xin was sitting in a chair in the study reading a book when the sound of a car engine sounded outside.

The whole person curled up in a ball, with the lights on the desk next to him turned on to a suitable brightness, holding a pillow in his arms, and another pillow on his back, an extremely comfortable posture.

It was almost time for Lu Yinghuai to change his shoes and go upstairs. He put down his book and got off the chair. He stood up and walked out of the study. Sure enough, he just saw the man coming down the stairs.

The woman who opened the door to say hello was stunned when she saw clearly what he was holding in his arms.

Some stood there in a daze, not knowing how to react for a while.

Lu Yinghuai walked towards her slowly and calmly with calm and even steps.

The man held a large bouquet of bright red roses in one hand.

An Xin raised her face to look at him, pursed her lips slightly, and controlled her heartbeat that almost rushed out of her mouth, "Don't you always buy two by two? Why did you suddenly buy such a big bunch today?"

The Luo family has many vases for flowers, some retro and some with unique shapes, but An Xin prefers glass vases, so after she moved here, she specially bought a large glass vase for herself, which was originally intended to be placed in the bedroom. But when the man was struggling in the bedroom, the battlefield was not limited to the bed, it could be anywhere, so An Xin didn't dare to put the vase in the bedroom for fear of breaking it, so he put it in the study.

So when I was reading just now, I happened to see some withered roses in a vase. I thought he would be back soon, so I sent a message to Lu Yinghuai.

The man looked down at her, slowly took out two of them, handed them to her, and said in a calm tone, "Take them and put them on."

Anyone who doesn't know it will think that he is giving charity.

Fortunately, An Xin was used to his tone, so she didn't think it was anything. After taking it, she turned around and entered the study again.

I just can't figure it out. He bought so many bunches, but in the end he only got two for himself, so why did he buy such a big bunch?

An Xin curled her lips and couldn't help but mutter, "Since I bought two in the beginning, I'll keep following tradition. I can't fit in so many vases. I actually like two of them."

Even though she said this, she still took out the withered roses from the vase and replaced them with two new ones.

After changing them, she was about to remove the dried petals and store them all in a large jar she bought specially.

But as soon as he turned around, he was completely shocked.

The dry petals in his hand fell from his palm and scattered on the floor.

In front of her was a man kneeling on one knee, holding roses in his hands.

Lu Yinghuai was not a romantic person. He rarely gave her things as gifts, and even when he did, he always took them out directly. He had never been so... focused on the sense of ritual like now!

She never thought that one day Lu Yinghuai would give her a bouquet of flowers and kneel down on one knee.

Lu Yinghuai raised his head and looked at her confused and confused face.

When she was at home, her long hair was tied up casually, and her clothes were very plain, looking like a simple and pretty little woman.

"What's wrong? Are you stunned? Don't want it?"

An Xin looked at the bouquet of roses held in his arms. She didn't know why her face turned red all of a sudden. The redness spread from her cheeks to her neck, and it was so bright.

She spoke with an uncontrollable trembling in her voice, "Why, why are you suddenly so..."

It's just a flower, it's like a proposal.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yinghuai stood up from the ground and stuffed the flowers into her arms, "You don't like my way of sending flowers? Don't you mean that women like to see men kneel down on one knee?"