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Lu Yirong's heart jumped, and there was a "boom" in his head, and his reason disappeared with the sound. It took a long time before he heard the sentence he asked in a low voice:

"...How do you want me to help?"

She lowered her head, her deep dark eyes couldn't see through the light, she couldn't see her emotions deeply, and Sheng Yan, whose consciousness was close to vague, could only see how badly she was at the moment.

Qiang pulled out the last trace of her consciousness, Sheng Yan raised her hand and gently pulled the fabric on her front, and replied pitifully in an inaudible voice:

"I don't know... Mr. Lu... Help me..."

Lu Yirong heard the dependence and trust in her words, closed his eyes, and uttered a word in a hoarse voice: "Okay."

She raised her hand and patted the little assistant's back, raised the partitions of the front and rear cars, unwilling to let the driver see what the little assistant looked like at the moment, and said softly, "Be patient, um, I will send you to the hospital immediately. ."

While soothing, she constantly emphasized to herself in her mind: She trusts you, you should not take advantage of others, you are not the same as Si Han.

No one knows that Lu Yirong's hand on Sheng Yan's back waist quietly clenched into a fist, and crescent-shaped nails were pressed into the flesh of the palm, as if this could keep her awake and not be rushed by the ambiguity in the air. Dizzy.

However, the person in her arms did not give her a chance to calm down, and followed vaguely: "Go to the hospital?"

"Well, go to the hospital to see if you need a gastric lavage."

Lu Yirong's voice successfully awakened Sheng Yan.

Maybe it's that the body's mood fluctuates too much, maybe she herself has a psychological shadow of going to the hospital. Sheng Yan didn't realize that she would shed tears in the next moment, sobbing and begging her:

"No, don't go to the hospital..."

"I want to go home. It's okay to go home without going to the hospital..."

Seeing her at the moment, Lu Yirong was immediately embarrassed. She had always kept a cool head. There was a vague tendency to crash at this moment. She hurriedly wiped Sheng Yan's face, hearing the little bit of helplessness in her voice: " go home"

Sheng Yan nodded indiscriminately, tugged at her skirt and whispered in a vague voice: "Go home, go home to use things..."

Lu Yirong breathed as he choked.

She worked very hard to control the amount of information in this sentence.

…Use things

What to use

For the first time, Lu Yirong hated her for having such a clear memory, which made her remember clearly the pictures the little assistant sent to herself before, and she remembered the style and thickness of the thing clearly.

In the end, she couldn't even remember what kind of psychology she was using. When she turned on her mobile phone to call for errand service, she told the driver who was driving in front of her: "Go to Jinhuwan Garden."

…

Inside the original nursing home.

Si Han answered the call from his fiancée and heard her mention Liu Wan to herself in a cold tone: "I recently heard a strange rumor that the girl you brought up did not die, and she recently returned to Tiansheng. Group, what do you think"

The secretary on the microphone side was cold and quiet for a few seconds before repliing calmly: "There is nothing wrong with who chews your tongue with you again."

The people over there snorted. This yin and yang tone made Si Han very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but recall the days when Liu Wan was still caring and whispered to him.

A memory clip just flashed before my eyes, and the voice on the other end of the phone rang again:

"Si Han, you haven't forgotten the reason why I agreed to be engaged with you?"

"My father is fond of your ability to take over Tiansheng at a young age. Although this is a business marriage, I hope you don't do anything that makes both of us too ugly. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I don't care who you raised outside before, but I hope that from today, until we get married, I won't hear anything about those people again."

Si Han sat in the black Mercedes-Benz, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, before he replied in his usual tone for a long time: "Don't worry, I know it in my heart."

He was talking, but his eyes were indifferent.

When did it start? He could no longer appreciate Noy's charm.

It’s when she never looked at herself with a straight eye before, but now she has to bow her head to herself for the sake of power, but she still puts on a high profile and can’t see the situation clearly.

still…

When I found out that Liu Wan wanted to leave

Si Han sat quietly in the car, leaning against the back seat with his eyes closed. In this narrow space, he suddenly found that he really missed the days when Liu Wan was by his side.

However, his identity destined him to have few leisure moments, and soon his mobile phone rang again.

He looked at the remarks displayed on the screen, and his eyes were a little impatient.

"dad."

The person on the other end of the phone responded, and then mentioned: "I went out to play golf with the fellow Lao Nuo two days ago. He feels distressed for his baby daughter, and he is always mentioning them for marriage. Preparation."

"I remember that there was an antique auction in this city two days ago, and I sent an invitation to the group, and you went to participate in it for me to see if there were any good things. Take pictures and send them to Yiyi, so that Lao Nuo Don't worry, Singing suspects that his precious daughter will suffer from coming to our house every day."

Si Han replied lightly: "Okay."

However, Si Ya was not in a hurry, and only asked casually: "Where are you now?"

Si Han glanced at the driver and assistant standing outside the car, and said calmly: "Outside, there are some things to deal with."

Si Ya let out an "Oh", and then asked meaningfully: "Recently, I heard some rumors in the group that are not very good about your marriage with Yiyi, do you know?"

Si Han said calmly: "What?"

The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone smiled, and it took a long time to answer him: "At the beginning, I decided to leave early and hand over the group to you. I just believed in your vision and ability. You are still young and it doesn't matter if you make a mistake, but I think the person I like should be a smart person who can learn a lesson, right, son"

Si Han slowed his breathing, "Of course, Dad, I won't let you down."

When the phone was hung up, Si Han's eyes were even worse, and he held the phone tightly.

He used to be unable to control anything, only to endure step by step to climb to where he is now, but now he is standing in the most glorious place, but why still feel that he is struggling

Countless lines are involved in his whole body, making him look exhausted even when he raises his hand to pull back the lover he has missed.

Si Han dropped his hand and squeezed out two words from his teeth: "Wan Wan..."

How can i make you change your mind

…

now.

Sheng Yan, who was thought of by him, was being carried into her room by Lu Yirong in a dazed manner in the sound of reports from the system.

"Congratulations to the host! Si Han's favorability for you reaches 20...25...30...35!"

"I noticed that your status is not right, do you close the live broadcast?"

Sheng Yan didn't care about so much. Following its inquiry, she chose to shut down. Because of her weakness, she even had difficulty in commanding her voice: "Lu, President Lu..." Where is this?

She didn't have the energy to say the second half, so Lu Yirong could only coax her softly as before: "Well, I'm here."

Just then, the doorbell of her house rang.

Lu Yirong thought of the things she ordered, and her eyes were complicated to cover the little assistant with a quilt. When she pulled her sleeves and said that she was uncomfortable, she patiently patted her hand and said, "Hey, I'll be back soon."

Looking at the little assistant's eyes like an abandoned pet dog, Lu Yirong went to the door, signed the order with the errand agent's careful look, and quickly returned to the room, unpacking the things, and handing them over after disinfection. In the hands of Sheng Yan.

She didn't even dare to turn her head, fearing that when she saw this person's weak, pitiful and helpless appearance, she couldn't help but... wolfish hair.

"You... I'll wait for you outside the door first, call me if you have anything."

Lu Yirong couldn't sit still, jammed his stuff and got up and went out, even closing the door thoughtfully.

There were a few unbearable hums from the crack of the door. Lu Yirong's mouth was dry when he heard outside the door. His expression changed and changed, but he soon heard the coquettish whisper inside: "Mr. Lu... Mr. Lu..."

Lu Yirong quickly turned around and opened the door. Just about to ask what was wrong, he saw the man wrapped in a sheet, showing a face struggling in lust. The corners of his eyes were red, and tears could be shed at any time, as if a flower was hanging with dewdrops. Clean little white flowers.

It makes people... want to ravage her severely.

"I...I'm running out of strength, you, do you..." Lu Yirong heard her ask.

Lu Yirong: "...!"

Soon after-

A more intriguing whimper came from the bed, accompanied by whine from time to time.

It wasn't until a round of battle that Mingjin retired. Someone's sanity recovered a little, and he could see who was "helping" her.

Sheng Yan: "!"

She felt that the hat of “workplace sex-harassment-harassment” was getting closer and closer to her, and she was so frightened that she almost lost her soul, and she opened her mouth with a trembling apology:

"Mr. Lu, yes, sorry—"

The tears on the corners of her eyes were still wet, and clear light flashed in her black pupils.

Looking at her clear eyes, Lu Yirong couldn't help but feel a little regret. She lowered her head slowly, as if this way...would not wake up from this confused dream.

When Sheng Yan watched the mole at the end of her eyes get closer and closer to her, she was a little stunned.

until…

There was a sudden heat on the lips.

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