Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

Through the phone, Lu Qiao's voice sounded a little distorted, "Although Xiao is my child, he is only my child. His father is not you. Mr. Huo should not like to be his father."

The veins on Huo Yan's forehead jumped twice, his patience had reached the limit, "Lu Qiao!"

Just as he let out a low growl, there was a "beep" sound from the phone, and the call had been cut off.

Huo Yan looked at the words that the call ended on the screen, gritted his teeth, and said, "Okay, Lu Qiao, you are really good."

His chest rose and fell violently. It took Huo Yan a long time to calm down. Facing the blacked out screen, he narrowed his eyes, moved his fingers slightly, and called out a phone number from the address book.

"Help me do a paternity test..."

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Monday, rainy day.

After a busy day, when it was time to get off work, Assistant Xu reminded Lu Qiao to give up the idea of ​​picking up Xiao Zi in person, and the two drove to the Shengshi Club to meet the client.

The waiter led him to the VIP box, and when he opened the door, a smell of tobacco and alcohol hit his face.

Lu Qiao frowned indistinctly, but soon returned to normal. She walked into the box with Assistant Xu with a smile.

The client I met today is the eldest son of the He family, He Qi.

The He family is a real estate tycoon in Jincheng, in terms of power and wealth, there is still a gap between the Lu family and the He family.

After finally negotiating a big deal with the He family, now the Lu Group naturally wants to enshrine this God of Wealth.

In the private room, like Emperor He Qi, he sat in the center of the sofa, stretched out his long arms, hugged two beauties on the left and right, one fed him fruit, and the other lit his cigarette.

Sitting next to him were a few people from He's Real Estate who were in charge of cooperating with Lu's, and they were also beauties in their arms.

The girl was singing with a sweet voice, and from time to time, a male voice who was drunk and out of tune responded.

The box was filled with smog.

Lu Qiao didn't like this kind of scene, but after taking a deep breath, she greeted everyone in the He family as usual.

It's not without reason that Lu Qiao has always been called the No.1 Yuan of Jincheng.She has a charming face, charming, lively and beautiful.Especially now, with exquisite makeup, standing in the blurred light, with a faint smile and flowing eyes, you don't need to deliberately display your charm, and your gestures are full of style.

He Qi is a lecherous person, his eyes lit up, he immediately chased his female companion away, reached out and patted the seat beside him, "Miss Lu is here? Please sit down."

The attitude of recruiting a puppy is very disrespectful.

Lu Qiao narrowed her eyes. Although she felt uncomfortable, she understood that the He family could not offend her. She bent down and poured herself a glass of wine. She said, "I'm sorry, Mr. He, there was a traffic jam on the road, we were late."

She raised her wrist, and was about to drink the wine, but He Qi grabbed her wrist, "It's okay, being late is the patent of beauties."

He Qi's fingers caressed her skin one after another, which was an ambiguous hint.

Lu Qiao's stomach was churning, and she tried to resist the feeling of wanting to retch, and wanted to talk to He Qi: "Young Master He, that building in the ancient street..."

"Hey, Miss Lu just came here, we haven't had a few drinks yet, so don't rush to discuss business." He Qi waved his hand, took the wine glass and touched Lu Qiao's, "Miss Lu is really well-dressed tonight, don't talk to me. If you drink a few cups, I think I will lose money."

Tequila, the absolute spirit, Lu Qiao drank three cups with He Qilian, the pain in her stomach was severe, seeing He Qi's salty pig's hand touched her thigh, Lu Qiao couldn't bear it anymore, stood up , "I'm sorry, Young Master He, I'm going to the bathroom."