After being bound to the Shenhao system, the fake daughter has a billionaire's worth

When Lu Jianyang caught up with him.

Sheng Yan was already standing on the stage.

The light was not very bright, but her beauty stood out.

Wearing a burgundy sequin suspender skirt, she sparkled, as rich as the most coquettish red roses in midsummer.

Just one look and I forget to breathe.

The stage was packed with people.

The whistles kept coming and going, and they never stopped the moment Sheng Yan stood on the stage.

More and more people are coming to the stage.

Lu Jianyang squeezed three times but couldn't get in.

Someone patted his shoulder from behind: "Is this girl your wife? Are you so nervous?"

The disgusting voice was sarcastic.

It's Zhang Yi.

"Go away!"

Lu Jianyang yelled at him and continued to squeeze in.

"You want to find your woman? I'll help you." Zhang Yi squeezed in with Lu Jianyang playfully.

He said he was helping, and he was indeed helping. Zhang Yi took him and squeezed several seats forward.

But every time, he would bump into Lu Jianyang on purpose.

Lu Jianyang felt disgusted and annoyed, and kept telling him to go away.

There was a "click" sound.

The lights on the dance floor were all dimmed.

Only the silver-white spotlight fell on Sheng Yan.

She was the only one left on the entire stage.

The DJ changed to a brisk pop music.

The men around him widened their eyes in anticipation.

Sheng Yan smiled and started to dance to the music.

Her body is light, her bones are slender, and her graceful waist sways from side to side, making her charming.

The men in the audience were restless, and the crowd of onlookers was still expanding.

Tangtang and a few of her friends were salivating at the sight below, and they wanted to rush up and dance with her.

Pole dancing is an extremely ambiguous dance in the eyes of everyone.

Regardless of whether the dance is good or not, it will be labeled as erotic.

But it is a very normal way of dancing, but it is misunderstood by people.

Everyone's eyes were hot.

However, Sheng Yan danced gracefully and elegantly, charming but not vulgar. There was no trace of color on her body, only a 360-degree view that was pleasing to the eye.

The song is over.

Thick black curly hair was tossed back, and Sheng Yan struck a beautiful and sassy Ending pose.

There was silence for a second, then thunderous cheers erupted.

The screams, whistles, and applause were deafening.

This is not a bar stage, this is simply an idol concert!

Lu Jianyang jumped onto the stage panting.

She took off her coat and tied it around Sheng Yan's waist, her brows furrowed: "I almost lost everything, didn't you know?"

Dancing is inevitably too big.

Shengyan wears a suspender skirt, which makes it easier for her to show off.

In fact, she paid attention and often stopped her losses in time without letting others see her.

Faced with Lu Jianyang's concern, Sheng Yan smiled sweetly: "Why are you so concerned about me today? You don't like me, do you?" Her little face was flushed from dancing, and there was a hint of shy sweetness in her brightness.

"How is it possible? How could I like you!"

Lu Jianyang's eyes were panicked and he ran away.

Suddenly, Sheng Yan heard a "click".

In the lively crowd, the sound was not obvious, but she caught it.

She looked up.

The ceiling of the dance floor was decorated with colorful lights, and a rose petal was floating in the spotlight.

The bright red color is even more eye-catching after being plated with silver.

Sheng Yan remembered the surprise Tangtang said.

Look at her.

Tangtang stretched out her index finger and pointed at the ceiling, smiling "hehe".

Sheng Yan immediately thought of what the surprise was, her eyes were confused, she took off the clothes from her waist and put them on Lu Jianyang's head.

Both men hid in the large coats.

"Sheng Yan, what are you doing?" Lu Jianyang didn't know why.

next second.

Rose petals rained down from the ceiling.

The two people on the stage were instantly annihilated.

The gorgeous and spectacular rose rain is so mesmerizing.

But the two people on the stage hid in their clothes.

The picture has flaws.

Lu Jianyang saw the rose petals at Sheng Yan's feet.

His pupils shrank and his heart skipped a beat.

Sheng Yan lifted up Lu Jianyang's clothes to cover his face: "Follow me."

Holding his hand tightly, covering only his head with the coat, he led him away from the stage and to the bathroom.

Asked the waiter for a towel.

Wet it with cold water and handed it to Lu Jianyang: "Apply to your face."

The tone is imperative.

Lu Jianyang did as he was told.

Sheng Yan threw the coat stained with flower petals into the trash can far away.

At the sink, wash your hands with hand sanitizer.

I washed it back and forth a dozen times without stopping.

"Shengyan."

Lu Jianyang called her.

"Ah."

She responded.

Still washing hands.

Lu Jianyang said: "It's okay, I'm fine."

Sheng Yan's hand paused: "Apply more, your pants and shoes are stained with flower petals, I have asked someone to buy new ones for you."

"Shengyan."

Lu Jianyang noticed something was wrong with Sheng Yan, her body seemed to be trembling.

He took a step forward, and Sheng Yan immediately took a few steps back and distanced herself: "Don't, don't touch me, I have petals on me."

Her voice trembled imperceptibly.

The extent of body shaking is clearly visible.

"Sheng Yan, what's wrong with you?" Lu Jianyang watched as her appearance changed drastically, as if she had suddenly become a child who had done something wrong. Her body was trembling and her eyes became timid.

"I, I'm fine."

Sheng Yan pretended to be calm, but she didn't dare to look at Lu Jianyang. Looking at the faucet that was still running, she started washing her hands again.

Her fair and delicate fingers were rubbed red by her.

"Shengyan, what are you afraid of?"

Lu Jianyang's tone became a little more serious and turned into a question.

He didn't know what happened that made Sheng Yan, who had just turned everyone upside down, turn into this timid and cautious look now.

He felt very strange.

"I'm not afraid, I'm just uncomfortable." Sheng Yan said weakly.

When he raised his head again, the color of his lips was a little lighter.

"Let's go back." Lu Jianyang followed her words.

Step forward again.

What she got in return was Shengyan's retreat.

He could only stay where he was.

Sheng Yan took a deep breath: "Lu Jianyang, I'll call Qiao Yan to pick you up. You can take his car to the hospital later."

Lu Jianyang: "Why should I go to the hospital?"

Sheng Yan said firmly: "Check."

"I didn't get any pollen and I'm fine now."

Lu Jianyang looked at Sheng Yan.

The face in the mirror was frighteningly white.

There was no blood, only a transparent layer of skin was left, supporting the thinness on the face.

If you look at it for a few more times, it will break.

"Go to the hospital." Sheng Yan said stubbornly.

"I'm not going!" Lu Jianyang was a little irritated, wondering what Sheng Yan meant by frequently asking to go to the hospital by herself.

Nothing happened to him.

"Go to the hospital." Sheng Yan repeated.

The pale lips were trembling.

His face turned pale again.

All the color faded from her face.

She is like a soulless rag doll displayed in the window.

His eyes were empty.

Lu Jianyang looked at Sheng Yan in the mirror.

Those empty amber eyes were illuminated by the incandescent lamp above their heads, and the texture inside the pupils became particularly obvious.

It seems to be cracking bit by bit.

Lu Jianyang clenched his hands hanging by his sides.

Trying to calm down the uneasiness in my heart.

His breathing was obviously smooth, but it still gave him a feeling of suffocation.

He was afraid of what Sheng Yan would look like at this moment.

terrified.

Seeing Lu Jianyang did not answer.

Sheng Yan's eyebrows furrowed, her eyes were stained crimson, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the ends of her eyes were wet: "It's okay if you don't want to go to the hospital. I'll ask the doctor to come over and check you out."

Turn off the tap.

He glanced around the sink.

The phone is in the booth and I didn’t bring it with me.

She turned around staggeringly.

When leaving, he deliberately avoided Lu Jianyang.

Lu Jianyang stretched out his long arms, grabbed her arm, pulled her into his arms, and held her tightly.

He stroked her hair with his hand, over and over again, earnestly and gently soothing her emotions.

"I'm fine, nothing happened at all, don't worry."

[Lu Jianyang: Favorability +5 points]

[Lu Jianyang: Favorability +5 points]

[Lu Jianyang: Favorability +5 points]

"Shall we go to the hospital? Let's go to the hospital for a check-up."

Sheng Yan raised her head, tears rolling down her face.

The light in his eyes lights up and goes out, goes out and shines again.

The tears in his eyes seemed to be endless, and they condensed in his eyes and fell down.

Her tone was weak, almost pleading.

The tip of Lu Jianyang's nose was sore and his eyes were astringent. He couldn't stand the look in Sheng Yan's eyes and hugged her tighter and tighter: "Okay."