After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

"It took a while to get rid of those outside eyes and ears,"

A man in the hotel uniform walked in with long legs and a deep voice.

"Sorry for the wait, Mr. Lu."

He took off the baseball cap on his head and the mask on his face, and looked at Lu Minghui, his narrow and long almond-shaped eyes showing a half-smile.

Why does this face look so familiar?

Lu Minghui frowned when he saw the man's handsome face with a hint of coldness.

Li Fang narrowed his eyes and recognized the man's identity.

He walked to Lu Minghui with a vigilant look and spoke in a low voice.

"Sir, he is——"

Having attended the Lu family’s banquet, no wonder he felt that the person looked familiar.

Lu Minghui's face suddenly turned ugly.

This man named Pei Yu not only has a close relationship with Song Sili, but is also an old acquaintance of that woman. I can't believe it.

"You're the one who called?"

His voice was cold, and the questioning and inquiry in his tone were undisguised.

"it's me,"

Pei Yu sat slowly on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked at Lu Minghui.

"Please take a seat."

Although he was looking up at the person in front of him, there was a sense of him taking over as the host.

Lu Minghui narrowed his eyes and looked at Pei Yu for a moment before sitting down again.

He took out a cigarette, put it to his lips, and looked at Li Fang.

Li Fang understood immediately, took out a lighter and leaned over.

Pei Yu's gloomy and handsome face was in the dim light, and his expression was a little shadowy.

"Since Mr. Lu is here, it means he has made a decision,"

He tested the temperature of the kettle, poured two cups of tea, and pushed one of them in front of Lu Minghui.

"This cup of tea is for you."

"I dare not drink this cup of tea before I get to the bottom of the matter."

Lu Minghui lit a cigarette with the lighter raised by Li Fang, glanced at the tea in front of him through the smoke but did not touch it, and spoke lightly.

"Tell me, who sent you to test me?"

His eyes were dark.

"Song Sili, or Luo Yang?"

Li Fang put away the lighter and took out a gun from his arms.

He stared at Pei Yu with his gloomy eyes and began to load the gun slowly.

Pei Yu saw what the two meant, curled his lips, and his eyes were so deep that his true emotions could not be seen.

"Mr. Lu doesn't believe me?"

Lu Minghui flicked the ash from his hand.

"No matter your identity or purpose, I have no reason to believe you, right?"

Pei Yu seemed not to notice the gun in Li Fang's hand that was always ready to be pointed at him. He picked up the teacup in front of him and drank slowly.

"I am just an ordinary person with some medical skills. Mr. Song brought me with him just to treat his sister. I don't have any status. As for the purpose,"

He twirled the cup in his hand, speaking calmly.

"My childhood sweetheart was taken away by someone, what do you think my purpose is, Mr. Lu?"

Childhood sweetheart?

Lu Minghui thought about the fact that Pei Yu was an old acquaintance of Luo Yang, and then thought about Luo Yang's face. The doubts in his eyes were eliminated a lot, but his face remained expressionless.

"No identity, which means you are just a nobody?"

He sneered.

"Why do people like you think you can handle Lu Jingci?"

He had to know what the man in front of him was holding.

"I remember I told you, Mr. Lu, that I have a trump card to deal with Lu Jingci,"

Pei Yu leaned back and looked at Lu Minghui calmly.

"Before I reveal this trump card, I have another question for Mr. Lu."

Lu Minghui crushed the cigarette in his hand, looked at Pei Yu, and motioned him to continue.

"Who do you think Lu Jingci cares about the most in this world?"