Promise you prosperous fireworks

Lu Hansheng looked at her without speaking.

Gu Qingyan pursed her lips, and said regretfully: "I originally wanted to make Mr. Lu feel sorry for me, and then take advantage of the situation to take pity on me. It's a pity that my despicable acting skills can't fool the sharp-eyed Mr. Lu."

She sighed, "Sure enough, Shuang'er is more capable and can make Mr. Lu dizzy. Even if he did such an excessive thing, he can still be forgiven."

She raised her hand and clapped her hands, applauded, and then boasted in a mocking tone: "Sister Shuang'er is really amazing."

She really can't act.

The words of praise in the mouth are actually Mai Tai.

Lu Hansheng didn't like Gu Qingyan's aggressive look very much, he always felt that his whole body was covered with barbs.

"You don't have to bury Shuang'er every sentence."

Lu Hansheng looked at her and said, "No matter how bad Shuang'er is, I sincerely treat you as my sister."

When Gu Qingyan heard the words, he immediately laughed, and that smile was filled with endless ridicule, "Is it really true that you plotted against my sister's stomach to have a baby?"

Lu Hansheng got a lump in his throat and was deflated again.

Gu Shuang'er's character design has collapsed to the point where it cannot collapse anymore.

Even Lu Hansheng couldn't open his eyes and speak nonsense to defend her, saying that she was fine.

"She plotted against you, why didn't you use her?"

From Lu Hansheng's point of view, Gu Qingyan and Gu Shuang'er are just like each other, neither of them is a good opponent.

Gu Qingyan couldn't stop sneering in her heart.

Lu Hansheng will never surprise her.

Sure enough, those who are favored are good.

The persona is crooked like that, and some people blindly defend her.

Gu Qingyan smiled involuntarily, and was too lazy to argue with Lu Hansheng about these meaningless things, so she turned and left.

Lu Hansheng looked at Gu Qingyan's back, raised his hand to caress his forehead, and suddenly felt extremely tired.

Do you know why he hates women so much?

It is precisely because they are too fussy.

Lu Hansheng was even more irritated and bored from the bottom of his heart that he had somehow become the object of the two sisters' fighting spirit.

He raised his hand to call the waiter, bought the order, and Lu Hansheng drove to find Jiang Xingchuan.

Jiang Xingchuan was one of the few friends of Lu Hansheng.

Not to mention a close relationship.

It's just because he was in the same class all the time when he was studying, and Jiang Xingchuan's clingy attributes can be called [-]'s glue.

Over the years, a somewhat decent brotherhood has really emerged.

But usually there are not many contacts.

After all, Lu Hansheng is used to being alone.

It was precisely because he didn't come and go often that Jiang Xingchuan's eyes were full of surprise when Lu Hansheng appeared at his door.

Jiang Xingchuan subconsciously bent his head and went out to take a look at the sky, he said:
"Brother Lu, is the sun coming out from the west? It's really strange that you would come to me on your own initiative!"

"Accompany me for a drink or two."

Lu Hansheng directly crossed Jiang Xingchuan and walked into his house.

Jiang Xingchuan looked at a man he knew well and scratched his head slightly.

This is very strange.

Brother Lu, who never liked drinking in front of others, actually asked him to drink with him?
Jiang Xingchuan closed the door and walked towards Lu Hansheng who was sitting on the sofa.

"I said Brother Lu, there is something wrong with you." Jiang Xingchuan's expression was full of gossip.

Lu Hansheng sat on the sofa and didn't answer.

Something wrong with him?

maybe.

Lu Hansheng is a person who doesn't like to talk about his thoughts with others. When he is in a bad mood, he will either stay at home and play video games, or drink two glasses of red wine to help him sleep, and go straight to bed.

But only today, he was very upset and irritable.

Looking for someone to drink with him.

Lu Hansheng looked at Jiang Xingchuan, raised his eyebrows slightly at him, "Where's your wine?"

Jiang Xingchuan was taken aback, "Do you really drink it?"

Lu Hansheng looked at him with a mentally retarded expression.

Jiang Xingchuan pouted, "Okay, I'll get it for you."

Jiang Xingchuan took out his 82-year-old red wine to entertain Lu Hansheng, a rare guest.

After opening the red wine, Jiang Xingchuan poured a glass for Lu Hansheng and himself respectively. He shook the goblet gently in his hand, then looked at the abnormal Lu Hansheng, and said with concern from the bottom of his heart:
"I said Brother Lu, what stimulated you?"

As if thinking of something, Jiang Xingchuan couldn't help but said again: "Could it be that I had a fight with my sister-in-law?"

Because Gu Qingyan looked smaller than her, Jiang Xingchuan directly added a small word in front.

Arguing with Lu Qingyan?

Lu Hansheng didn't know if it was a quarrel between himself and Gu Qingyan.

Except for Mr. Lu, Lu Hansheng had never quarreled with anyone in his life.

And it's not a quarrel between him and Mr. Lu, at most it's ignoring each other.

He has never tried such a thing as arguing.

Lu Hansheng shook his head, raised his head and smothered the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

Seeing this, Jiang Xingchuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Brother Lu seems to be in a really bad mood.

People who don't drink much on weekdays are so depressed.

Lu Hansheng didn't want to say anything, and Jiang Xingchuan didn't ask any more questions, just quietly accompanied him, watching him drink his [-] red wine like plain water, and his heart ached a bit.

He has always been reluctant to drink this bottle of wine.

Thinking that Brother Lu is his good brother, and it was rare to visit his house as a guest, he was willing to take it out.

If he knew that Brother Lu drank like this, he wouldn't take it out.

Let Brother Lu give you a good bottle of wine.

His flesh hurts.

At this time, Jiang Xingchuan suddenly heard Lu Hansheng ask him: "You said that a person deliberately showed weakness in front of you, what do you think she wants?"

Jiang Xingchuan tilted his head and pondered for a moment, and then expressed his point of view objectively, "Brother Lu, if you are talking about a woman, then she must want you to love her, take pity on her, and love her."

Lu Hansheng stared deeply at the half glass of red wine in his hand, and couldn't help but think of the words Gu Qingyan said, "I think you love me, love me." Did she really want him to love her, or was it just to get revenge on Shuang'er? And use the trick?

Lu Hansheng boasted that he was not stupid enough to fail to see what Gu Qingyan meant by what he said on purpose.

Beauty is scheming, but she is smart.

Unfortunately, she thinks too highly of herself.

No matter how beautiful the beauty is, he will not be tempted.

In Lu Hansheng's dictionary, there is no word tempting at all.

However, Lu Hansheng forgot that all people have seven emotions and six desires.

From the time he just asked Jiang Xingchuan that sentence, he had already planted a seed in his heart.

When watered in the future, that seed will grow wildly in his heart.

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"don't want--"

On the soft big bed, Gu Qingyan suddenly sat up from the big bed.

Her eyes were full of fear, her chest heaved and she was panting heavily.

Sweat dripped from her forehead, like raindrops, sliding down her soft cheeks to her chin, and finally dripped onto the white quilt covering her body.

Sweat dripped on the quilt, and there was a water stain on the white quilt in an instant.

Gu Qingyan reached out and took a few paper towels from the bedside table to wipe off his sweat.

It has been three or four days since I was reborn.

But she had nightmares every night, as if she was still in that hell.

In the dark cage, the woman's triumphant voice sounded like an abyssal beast, as if it wanted to swallow her up.

The only night that he slept soundly was the night when Lu Hansheng was there.

Gu Qingyan raised his hand to support his forehead, and thought it was ridiculous.

In front of the 'Executioner', she could sleep soundly.

What a sarcasm.

Gu Qingyan reached for the mobile phone that was charging and swiped open the screen to take a look.

45:[-] am.

In other words, she only slept for more than two hours.

No sleep at all.

Lu Qingyan lifted the quilt and got out of bed and walked to the French window.

She stretched out her hand and pulled open the heavy curtains, looking at the colorful neon lights on the outer walls of tall buildings outside the window, her eyes gradually became cold and piercing.