I ran for president with scumbag money

Traver just got out of the negotiation with Binny when he received a call from Lusa.

"Can you take care of your... ex-lover?" Lusha on the other end of the phone was visibly unsteady, every word seemed to burst into sparks.

"I broke up with her a long time ago." Traver shrugged and pretended to be stupid, "What are you talking about?"

"She's targeting me! That..." Lusha stopped her voice abruptly, swallowing the harmonious words back.

Traver secretly thought it was funny, it was indeed a good strategy to use Kelly to stimulate Lusha. Girls are always aggressive towards rivals in love. Now it is not him who is going to save Lusha and get her forgiveness, but has become Lusa. and Kelly's war.

Whether Lusha wins or loses, he is the biggest beneficiary.

"Okay, I'll help you right away." He smiled and got into the car.

Lusha hung up the phone and stared at Kelly.

"I shouldn't have accepted your invitation at all," she said, holding back, "but we have to talk."

There were a dozen or so people in the private room, and it was Kelly's small party. Lusha guessed that these women were "reputable" outside, but she didn't know any of them.

That's right, she came here to have a good talk with Kelly, and the best result of this talk is "the third party must go"!

Kelly hasn't said a single inappropriate word since her last provocation, she's just everywhere.

Unless Lusha doesn't go out, they will always "accidentally meet", and the result of the encounter is that Lusha is hit and ridiculed everywhere.

But as long as she resists a little, Kelly will have an innocent face of "Did I do something?" and "Did I say something?", making her angry.

Taunting Kelly for being too old?

On the contrary, it will be regarded as uneducated.

To mock them as scumbags?

Kelly didn't take it seriously at all, and even hinted that Lusha couldn't bear it and left quickly.

Shame?

None, at least not with Kelly.

Talking guns have no effect on this kind of people, and apart from talking guns, Lusha has no power to fight back against her.

Whether in social occasions or in the outside world, public opinion reminds them of the disparity in status between the two:

When Kelly made a fool of himself, everyone turned a blind eye to it, smoothed things over and exposed it lightly, and Lusa made a fool of herself, that was a disaster.

This is completely different from Lusha's imagination.

In Lusha's view, everyone should be hostile and look down on people like Kelly, even if they don't show it, but when Kelly is embarrassed by her, she can still stand beside her.

The reality is that when a person like Kelly's status far exceeds that of ordinary people, her behavior will no longer be criticized, and many people will even help to "clean the floor", and more people will keep silent and unwilling to say more. Mind your own business.

"What do you want to talk about?" Kelly asked.

"About Traver," Lusa said directly, losing her patience completely, "I know you targeted me because of him, but can you stop doing such boring things?"

Kelly opened her eyes slightly, looked around at other people, covered her mouth and said, "What a ridiculous accusation." She shook her head, "How could I have any objection to your fiancé?"

This is always the case.

Kelly would always use some ambiguous words to imply that something happened between Lusha and Traver, but when Lusa really got into trouble, she would declare that "nothing happened, Lusha was too careless".

As for the others, they began to discuss, but they undoubtedly stood by Kelly, thinking that Lusha was "suspicious", because Kelly's status was higher, and no one would choose to offend her carelessly.

"You don't have a problem with him, you have an affair with him." Lusha said, "I'm her girlfriend, and you're just an old woman who doesn't know him well."

When the word "old" blurted out, the atmosphere in the private room changed.

Everyone looked sideways at Lusha. Obviously, Lusha is the youngest here, and she accidentally "mapped".

"How can you accuse me like that?" Kelly opened her eyes wide and said angrily, "I kindly invite you, Miss Lusha, you are an unwelcome guest!"

Many people comforted Kelly and said, "This is too light, this girl obviously doesn't deserve this kindness."

"You know it! Don't you think it's me who is unlucky? I got pregnant unexpectedly with a scumbag, and you also know the existence of a third party?!" No matter how calm Lusha was, she couldn't bear this "one-sided" atmosphere. Reasonably, "You take my place and think about it. Your husband has a relationship with another person. Are you happy? Are you willing?"

Unfortunately, the miracle did not happen.

The faces of the people in the box only became colder. It was true that some of them were hurt by Lusha's words, but they felt that Lusha was extremely rude, tearing up her performance unscrupulously, without any connotation, and looked down on them even more.

A feeling of powerlessness came to her heart, and Lusha almost had an emotional breakdown.

Kelly was not provoked by her either, if Kelly really hit her, she might not have gained the upper hand.

But Kelly doesn't hit people, she's disgusting.

No matter what Lusha said, she would never be angry, and no matter what Lusha did, she would remain the same.

She used her status, innate sense of self-cultivation, and so-called "noble" elegant appearance to make every word of Lusha sound like a lie.

No one will believe it at all.

With a straight face and tears in her eyes, Kelly said she had had her reputation insulted.

"Anyone of you who wants this 'good intention' will take it away!" Lusha roared unbearably, "Don't talk to me!"

She slammed the door out, knowing that she had lost again.

She was standing in a sheltered corner outside the house, but it was as if she was standing in the middle of the hall and was being pointed at and laughed at by everyone. Her fingers were clutching the bag until her knuckles turned white and she almost fell down.

Traver arrived and held Lusa tightly in his arms.

"Sorry I'm late," he said. "I shouldn't have left you at this invitation alone. Let's go home."

"You have something to do with Kelly, don't you?" Lusa said hoarsely, "Bastard, they don't admit it and turn a blind eye. Are you going to deny it to me? Are you going to laugh at me?"

"Just one time," Traver said, rubbing his chin against her neck, "Just one time, and the last time, please, just...forgive me, let it go."

No one believes you anyway.

This is his subtext.He didn't know if Lusha could tell that although this girl was smart, she was always confused when it came to feelings.

Traver knew too well the rules of the so-called "high society" game, and he knew that Lusha would only return in vain.

He didn't remind him that he intentionally made Lusha hit the wall everywhere, just like "training the eagle", Kelly will always be an "excuse" for Lusha not to let him go.

He believed that this self-respecting and competitive girl would not be able to stand her boyfriend being snatched away, and even if she insisted on holding on, she would not let him go.

He wanted to keep her, the only way he could think of was this.

Lusa clutched her handbag tightly, as if strangling Traver's neck.

She could quarrel with Traver, but she could only quarrel with him.

When the two walked back, it was Lusha who was arguing unilaterally.It was very windy, and Traver took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders, and asked her if she wanted to go back in the car, which was parked nearby.

Lusha shook her head, she just wanted to continue walking, and she didn't want to argue anymore, she just put her hands on her stomach, not knowing what the future would look like.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger. Traver took her hand and ran. Lusa was wearing high heels, too lazy to cooperate. She was unwilling to move. Traver hugged her horizontally, and Lusha was startled. , struggling.

"If you do this again, you will fall." Traver said flatteringly, loosening one arm slightly.

At this time, Lusha's body was already in the air, startled by the pine, and instinctively hugged Traver's neck.

Traver was strong enough to carry her all the way to the nearest convenience store, and the two of them caught the attention of everyone in the room as they entered.

Lusa muttered something, but Traver didn't hear clearly, and guessed that maybe Lusa was saying "put her down", so he put her on the round chair in the convenience store, squatted in front of her, and held her hand. Her hand, looking into her eyes: "I can hold you like that for a lifetime."

Lusha was silent for a moment, then replied, "When you get old, you won't be able to hug you."

"It doesn't matter how old you are." Traver said with a smile and squeezed her hands.

But at night, he still hugged the quilt and pillow and slept obediently in the living room.

Lusha was lying on the bed, looking at her mobile phone. She couldn't stay up late during pregnancy. Traver reminded her several times outside the door. Lusa ignored him and pretended to be asleep.

Finally, the silent phone showed that a text message had been received.

It was from the meat grinder, saying that he had met Leon.

Lusha clenched her phone tightly, because of this text message, because of Leon, this will probably be another sleepless night.

She didn't want to stay up all night with dark circles under her eyes and make Traver suspicious.So she simply deleted the text message and got up, opened the door, walked into the living room, sat on the cold floor by the sofa, leaning against the sofa.

"Miss me?" Traver, who was lying on the sofa, stretched out a hand from under the quilt. She held it and gave a soft "hmm".

Traver touched the back of her hand with his lips, lifted the quilt with the other hand, and asked cautiously: "It's cold, do you want to sleep in?"

"Ah."

Lusa lay under the quilt, her back pressed into Traver's arms, and Traver's hand was covering her abdomen, which was so warm that it exuded the temperature of a furnace.

Outside the window, the strong wind was blowing, making the branches rattle.