After Aojiao's amnesia turned into a crying bag

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Fang," the waiter smiled and bowed halfway, leading the way, "this way please."

This well-known high-end hotel in Beijing is the place where Sister Jiang met her husband, and the couple decided to hold the wedding banquet here.In the magnificent and spacious banquet hall, many guests have come one after another, most of them are chatting with each other enthusiastically, and the faces covered by the crystal ceiling lights of the hotel are full of sincere or hypocritical smiles. Everyone has their own thoughts.

But when Lu Yunchuan and Fang Chuxi appeared together, almost everyone's eyes were on the two of them.

Needless to say, the Lu family's status in the business district of the capital city belongs to the golden thigh that anyone would like to cling to.But Lu's vision of investment projects has always been very vicious, especially the new head of Lu's, who is so harsh that it is outrageous.

But the entrepreneurs present also knew well that the Lu family is notoriously generous in the projects they participate in. If they can really be selected by them, then there is no need to worry about the future investment of the entire project. Continue to develop partially, just wait for profit.

If you come forward to talk, you may get countless benefits in the future, not to mention that Lu Yunchuan attends only a handful of events every year. This kind of precious opportunity almost makes the business people present a little eager to move.

Fang Chuxi noticed some people approaching from the corner of his eye, and sighed softly in his heart.

Regarding the matter of discussing with Lu Yunchuan about coming to the wedding banquet, in fact, there is no need to discuss it at all. Lu Yunchuan's current state can be said to be what he says and listens to. The second Fang Chuxi finished speaking about the wedding invitation, he agreed immediately.

Fang Chuxi naturally didn't like this kind of occasion where many people came together to talk, but it was better to endure it all night, and it was better than his news being bombarded.

And he has always been the foil and background card next to Lu Yunchuan. When Lu Yunchuan is surrounded, he only needs to stand quietly by the side or sit in the corner is enough.

According to his habit, he planned to sit down at an empty wine table nearby, but before he could turn around, Lu Yunchuan had already grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Where are you going?"

Seeing the bewildered eyes of the man, Fang Chuxi remembered that he must have forgotten the experience of dealing with such an occasion, so she explained: "There must be many people coming to talk to you in a while, I will wait nearby first."

Lu Yunchuan's uneasy heart dropped a few centimeters, and he added: "Then don't go far, I will find you in a while."

Fang Chuxi recalled the time when Lu Yunchuan chatted with others in the past, usually the conversation lasted for two or three hours, and most of the time, when the banquet was about to start, he would come back to him from a thousand miles away, pretending to be a fake couple with him Loving couple.

So he didn't take Lu Yunchuan's moment to heart, and turned around to take a seat not far away.

In the center of the banquet hall is the stage for the bride and groom. The white soft satin cloth is sprinkled with layers of rose petals, and some golden powder is sprinkled on it.Fang Chuxi had seen the wedding dress style sent to him by Sister Jiang in advance, and knew that she would be wearing a starry sky wedding dress with a trailing tail of two or three meters today, and she would appear at the entrance of the stage with only a spotlight. This picture is very suitable for many little girls getting married romantic fantasy.

In fact, as a man, Fang Chuxi has never imagined a wedding scene. He once witnessed him exchanging rings with Lu Yunchuan in a dream. Even though he knew it was a dream, he couldn't help but feel hot at the end of his eyes.After waking up and seeing the crow-colored night and the empty room, he remembered that they didn't even seem to have a pair of wedding rings.

Fang Chuxi was asked on many occasions why he didn't wear a wedding ring in the past. He always smiled lightly and said "I'm not used to it" perfunctorily.

The truth of the matter is that Lu Yunchuan never mentioned this matter at all, and he has seen many custom-made styles, but he retreated at the moment of final confirmation.He couldn't even imagine that if Lu Yunchuan refused the ring he offered, he would be in a situation where he would lose everything.

Fang Chuxi closed his eyes, and the waiter standing quietly by the table immediately poured him a cup of tea with a wink.He thanked him softly, took a sip, and when he felt the warmth welling up in his limbs, he suddenly heard a voice with a long tail and a somewhat uncomfortable voice behind him:

"Oh, isn't this... the screenwriter Fang Da?"

Lu Yunchuan stood surrounded by the crowd, listening to the compliments coming from his ears, and occasionally gave a low "hmm".

The man is close to 1.9 meters tall, and he can look down on almost anyone around him. When he lowers his head slightly, the brow bone is pressed down, and the corners of his lips are not curved, making him look unpredictable and difficult to approach.

But in fact, he was just a little irritable, why this group of people haven't finished talking, why can't he use this boring and life-wasting time to see his wife, why can't he sit next to his wife immediately...

But thinking of Fang Chuxi's three chapters of the contract, he still couldn't bear the uncomfortable feeling like ants crawling in his heart, and listened expressionlessly to the performances of this group of businessmen who were good at turning mice into pigs.

"President Lu, it's a pleasure to meet you." A middle-aged man finally squeezed in from the crowd, Lu Yunchuan glanced at him, but didn't remember his appearance.To him, the people around him are no different from a cabbage, they are all the same.

The forehead of the middle-aged man was still dripping with sweat, and his smile became more and more overflowing, revealing an unspeakable tension: "I am the boss of Zhongqing Jewelry Customization Company, and our jewelry customization is currently the top in China, especially the ring design. ..."

Lu's business does not involve the field of jewelry. Before he finished speaking, Lu Yunchuan already wanted to turn his attention to the next person.However, when he heard the word "Dual Precepts", his movements stopped abruptly.

He remembered that since he woke up, he had never seen Fang Chuxi or wore a wedding ring himself, and there was not even a trace of the ring ring on his finger.

He paused for two seconds, and under the nervous and expectant eyes of the middle-aged man, he said in a deep voice, "Tell me about your rings."

The middle-aged man was overjoyed, and immediately responded: "Okay, okay! Mr. Lu, we have been making custom paired rings for more than ten years, and it is a brand with absolute quality assurance. The style of each pair is absolutely unique! We invited He is a master who has practiced in France for 40 years, his ancestors were nobles who made jewelry for the royal family, and there are consultants specially invited from Italy..."

Lu Yunchuan probably spent all his patience tonight on the boss of the jewelry customization company. After he finished his introduction, he slightly raised the wine glass in his hand: "After the wedding banquet is over, contact my secretary."

The jewelry customization boss was ecstatic, and the people around him quietly cast envious and even jealous glances at him.

And Lu Yunchuan gently shook the champagne in the glass: "If you still have something to do, you can all ask my secretary. Lu will not accompany you for now."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the seat not far away. Some people who hadn't spoken to him wanted to come forward to stay for a while, but they were stopped by the person next to him: "I have a wink, I didn't see Mr. Lu." Who is it in that direction?"

Only then did the person who was caught understand what was happening, and returned to the original place, couldn't help lowering his voice and said: "It's really strange. I thought it was this master who kept a good-looking thing, but why did he follow him for more than five years?" ..."

"Shut up, you, we are cooperating with the Lu family, what are we doing with so many gossips?"

……

Fang Chuxi stood up, stared at the gorgeous young man holding red wine, and was speechless for a moment.

He didn't expect to meet Zhong Yuyu here.

The reason why this student from the Department of Music of C University became popular five years ago was not because of his singing voice, but because of his almost crazy pursuit and admiration for Lu Yunchuan.

He played the piano downstairs in the dormitory, went to deliver breakfast early in the morning, and made occasional encounters everywhere on weekdays. Although Lu Yunchuan called the police for playing the piano as a nuisance to the people, he was thrown into the trash can in the morning, and Lu Yunchuan ignored the occasional encounters, but he still chased after him. Abandon.

Lu Yunchuan had already clearly rejected him, but he was unyielding and hostile to all those who also admired Lu Yunchuan, and all this ended in the marriage contract between Fang Chuxi and Lu Yunchuan.

After all, Zhong Yuyu has dignity and a bottom line, and will not contaminate married people, but Fang Chuxi's sudden and sudden thunderstorm made him deeply hate him.

He was also present at the banquet four years ago. Fang Chuxi's allergic face was published in the gossip newspapers in the capital the next day, and he was laughed at by countless people.Later, Fang Chuxi heard that it was written by a friend from the newspaper office that Zhong Yuyu had a good relationship with, so the reason for that photo was self-evident.

But later he heard that Zhong Yuyu had offended the veteran figures in the music industry, so he had to avoid the limelight and go abroad to develop, but he didn't expect to come back recently.

Things are different, in fact, he really wanted to shake hands with Zhong Yuyu and make peace, after all, the two of them had a relationship with the same unlucky thing, and they didn't end up in any good situation for each other.

It's just that Zhong Yuyu's attitude obviously didn't intend to let it go. He squinted his fox eyes and stared at Fang Chuxi playfully: "I heard that your relationship with Lu Yunchuan exists in name only?"

"..." Fang Chuxi didn't want to answer. If he told Zhong Yuyu about this, it would be tantamount to telling everyone present, or use the vegetable market speaker to circulate 24 hours a day.

Seeing his appearance, Zhong Yuyu thought he had acquiesced, and the flickering light in his eyes immediately became more excited, and he couldn't help but took a step forward: "I saw through it four years ago, you and Lu Yunchuan won't last long. He's not the kind who would care For a person with feelings, all he cares about is his own rights and face. But you still want to impress him and make him look at you more..."

As he talked, he remembered something. He didn't know whether he was laughing at himself or Fang Chuxi: "It's so naive."

"But you are worse than me." He suddenly grinned, "I became sober four years ago, and you, Fang Chuxi, our great talent in drama... you can't even be a screenwriter."

Fang Chuxi looked at him and frowned: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"What?" Zhong Yuyu's eyes were bloodshot, "Don't you know why I went abroad four years ago?"

Fang Chuxi was taken aback when he heard this.

"Because...you offended the seniors in the music industry?"

He tentatively asked, but Zhong Yuyu laughed almost disdainfully: "Ha, are you pretending to be stupid, or do you really not know?"

"My classmate who worked in the newspaper office was dismissed and returned to his hometown on the third day after the newspaper was published. I was able to release my first album in China, and the contract was signed, but the company suddenly said that it would arrange for me. When I went abroad to develop, I couldn't even speak English well..."

"Fang Chuxi," his smile gradually subsided, "do you know how much I hated you back then?"

Fang Chuxi was startled, and subconsciously wanted to back away, but Zhong Yuyu had already picked up the glass of red wine in his hand, and raised his arms towards his face——

In an instant, the red wine glass shook slightly, and Zhong Yuyu's hand was still in mid-air.

His arm was firmly clamped by another big hand with sharp bones, a little red wine spilled, and only a few drops fell on Fang Chuxi's black leather shoes.

Lu Yunchuan's tall figure stood on one side, his extremely oppressive cold eyes fell like sharp knives:

"What do you want to do to him?"

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