After being kicked out of the rich family, she had morning sickness, and the chaebol heir went crazy

"You and Yun Ran are just senior and junior brothers and sisters. What? Senior brother, do you want to interfere in junior sister's private affairs?"

Lu Huaijin said with a smile, his words full of teasing and joking.

"I'm not interfering. I just want to clarify the facts. Old Chief, don't believe Lu Huaijin's nonsense. Yun Ran has nothing to do with him. They are not even ordinary friends."

Su Yan was eager to explain, and his words were sincere, but in the end he could not utter the words he wanted to say.

Su Yan felt deeply guilty for the many injustices his parents had inflicted on Wanwan.

He knew that until the matter was fully resolved, he had no right to emphasize the secret relationship between the two of them.

Considering the old leader's physical condition, Zhu Feiwan had made up his mind.

So, with the compassion and calmness of a doctor, she decided to continue this superficial drama.

Inadvertently, her eyes fell on Lu Huaijin's pair of leather shoes that were polished to a shine. A thought flashed through her mind, and she quietly raised her foot and stepped down hard while no one was paying attention.

Her teeth bit lightly, making a slight clicking sound, and she still maintained that seemingly innocent smile on her face.

"Old Chief, it's getting late. I'll leave first."

Zhu Feiwan said goodbye politely, but his tone was firm.

The old leader tried to persuade him to stay: "It's getting dark, and the way down the mountain is not easy to walk."

"It's okay, just drive slower."

Zhu Feiwan smiled.

Su Yan nodded in agreement quickly, with a hint of eagerness between his brows.

Lu Huaijin's brows were furrowed in pain, beads of sweat the size of beans quietly slid down his forehead, his lips trembled slightly, but he did not say a word.

Despite this, he still gritted his teeth and maintained the indifferent and noble smile on his face: "Then godfather, we will leave first."

"Okay, come back when I recover a little!"

The old man's words were full of anticipation.

"must!"

"Adjutant Chen, please escort them."

The trajectory of the vehicles on the way back was like a flashback scroll, and Zhu Feiwan was still sitting in the seat of the front military vehicle.

Su Yan and Lu Huaijin sat quietly in the back car, and the car was filled with a subtle and complex atmosphere.

Finally, Adjutant Chen could no longer suppress his curiosity and broke the silence: "Doctor Zhu, have you ever considered joining the ranks of military doctors? It would be a blessing for the country to serve the country and the people with your superb medical skills. The medical school is in urgent need of talents like you."

Zhu Feiwan's lips gently drew up an elusive smile: "Don't worry, we will meet again at some point in the future."

Adjutant Chen was startled, as if he had caught some clues from her eyes, and doubts began to grow in his heart.

Could it be that she has another identity that is unknown to the public?

……

When the car slowly stopped at the gate of Qinyuan, the night had already become as dark as ink, so thick that it seemed to be dripping.

Zhu Feiwan said goodbye to Adjutant Chen politely and then closed the door lightly.

Entering the villa, there was only a soft light in the house, and Zhao Huai's message was clearly visible. Every word on the note was filled with that person's unique frivolity and warmth.

[I have put the children to sleep. If you need any help, please call me. If you don’t answer, try a few more times. Kiss.]

Zhu Feiwan looked at the somewhat frivolous message, a wry smile appeared on his lips, and then he threw the note into the trash can without any reluctance.

Before going upstairs, she sent a text message to remind Su Yan that he didn't need to wait outside and advised him to go home early.

She didn't want to see him stoop so low in order to save their relationship.

The next morning.

Zhu Feiwan was sitting in the courtyard with a drawing board in his arms, capturing every inch of light and shadow with a pencil.

But she deliberately avoided adding color to the painting and instead began to outline the clothing design on a new page.

"Ms. Zhu, I thought you were only good at medicine, but I never thought you were so good at fashion design!"

Aunt Zhang appeared with hot milk and boiled eggs in her hands, her words full of surprise and appreciation.

Zhu Feiwan took the breakfast, a faint smile bloomed on his face, and said modestly: "It's just a little doodle to kill time."

"Ms. Zhu is too modest. These designs are unique and her professional level is enough for a top fashion designer!"

Aunt Zhang's praise was beyond words.

Zhu Feiwan just smiled in response and did not comment.

As Aunt Zhang's footsteps gradually faded away, her cell phone screen suddenly lit up, and a message with an unremarked number jumped into her eyes.

[The great Lisa has returned to China? Have you considered participating in this year's fashion design competition? ]

[No intention to participate.] Zhu Feiwan replied neatly and clearly, and behind the words was her demeanor as a master who was not moved by the mundane world.

The other party seemed a little humble, and sent another message:

[When will the great Lisa return to the company? Her rival Lisa has already returned to China in a high-profile manner. ]

[I will personally contact Mr. Han at the elite cocktail party in a few days.]

[I understand. May the great god have a good rest. ]

At the same time, at the Beijing International Airport, a lady wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, exuding a fashionable aura, stepped into the public eye and was immediately surrounded and blocked by a group of reporters. Flashes of light flashed one after another, forming a sea of ​​light.

"Ms. Lisa, I heard that you were invited by the Lu Group to return to China this time, and your annual salary is as high as eight figures. Is this true?"

"Ms. Lisa, your brand, Yamoli, is going to launch new products. Is this move intended to show goodwill to the Lu Group?"

"Excuse me, Ms. Lisa, regarding the news that you broke up with your foreign boyfriend, can you tell us the reason for the breakup?"

……

Facing the reporters' barrage of questions, Lisa remained expressionless and adjusted the position of her sunglasses indifferently.

"Security personnel, please clear these disruptors away and do not hinder my journey!"

"Yes, execute immediately!"

The security guards acted quickly, forming a human wall to escort Lisa out unhindered.

The news of Lisa's return to China quickly occupied the headlines of major social media platforms.

In the president's office of Lu Group, Liu Kuan held a tablet and showed the news to Lu Huaijin.

The news headline is eye-catching and intriguing - a famous fashion designer posing at the airport, and the attached photos taken by passers-by directly show Lisa's style.

Her grand travels involved more than 30 bodyguards, a scene that even the most popular superstars could not match.

And she, a person who has not yet officially entered the circle, actually has such standards, which can't help but make people talk about it.

"If she is truly talented, the Lu family will tolerate her arrogance; if she is just a nameless person, Lu Huaijin will never tolerate any arrogant behavior!"

Lu Huaijin spoke calmly, his fingertips sliding across the tablet screen.

Liu Kuan stared with bated breath, and continued to report carefully: "Master, according to reliable intelligence, the Han Group will adjust its strategic focus this year, intending to get involved in the entertainment industry and the luxury goods market, among which the high-end custom clothing market will be the first to bear the brunt. In addition, they have also introduced a designer who is extremely mysterious and no public information has been released so far."

"Closely monitor Han's movements. Once we find the designer, we will poach him at all costs!"