Mrs. Lu picked it up

"Mr. Ji, I'm glad you didn't ask me to donate a heart to Mrs. Ji."

The corners of her lips raised, and she whispered, "Where are you smoking?"

"Second bedroom."

This time the bone marrow was drawn, which was more painful than the injury. After the extraction, Song Li's face was pale, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her body, as if she had been fished out of the water.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Song Li closed her eyes when she heard Ji Yexing's voice: "Mrs. Lu, I'm sorry, I couldn't get the photo."

Song Li suddenly opened her eyes, she was in too much pain, her beautiful eyes were filled with physiological saline: "What did you say?"

Ji Yexing said softly, "I went one step late, the people from Lu Jingchuan have already taken all the photos."

"Lu Jingchuan?" Song Li murmured.

Her body trembled slightly, the door of Huayuan's villa rang, Song Li looked over subconsciously, and Lu Jingchuan walked in by herself.

He walked slowly step by step, striding up to Song Li.

"Ali, why are you at Mr. Ji's house?"

Song Li was dumbfounded.

Her face was as pale as a ghost, and Lu Jingchuan stretched out his hand, not daring to touch her, for fear that she would turn into foam and disappear completely in the next second.

"Achuan."

Ji Yexing said softly, "I asked Mrs. Lu for a favor."

Lu Jingchuan found it funny.

Why bother to run out from Greentown Champs, leaving Ming Ge and Qiu Qian here alone?

What made her face pale and unable to focus her eyes when looking at him?
Lu Jingchuan didn't want to know at all, he was afraid that he would not be able to control the tyrannical factor in his body.

He kept silent again and again, suppressed his anger, and put his hands in front of Song Li.

"Can I take a break before leaving?"

Song Li looked up, staring at Lu Jingchuan with wet eyes.

The helplessness in his bones came out, if Lu Jingchuan had found the photo, then he must have seen it too.

Although he kept saying that he didn't care, how could he not care?
If Lu Jingchuan was kissed and touched by a woman and took obscene photos, and then Lu Jingchuan came back to tell him that he had nothing to do with this woman, then she would not believe it.

Song Li also knew that Lu Jingchuan was angry, she should stand up and leave with Lu Jingchuan immediately.

But Lu Jingchuan didn't know how much pain she had, the pain was so painful that she could hardly keep her eyes open, and she almost fell asleep.

After a whirlwind, Song Li fell into Lu Jingchuan's embrace.

He strode away with her in his arms, walked to the gate of the villa, and looked back at Ji Yexing.

"Mr. Ji, I hope you don't bother Mrs. Lu again, and I don't want Mr. Ji's people to bring Mrs. Lu to Huayuan."

Lu Jingchuan didn't even wait for Ji Yexing's answer, he strode out. He walked very quickly, and when he put her into the carriage, he was a little angry.

Song Li was dizzy from the impact, and tears welled up in her eyes.

There was no car, and Lu Jingchuan didn't come up either. Through an open car door, he looked down at Song Li, with a trace of sadness in his deep eyes.

Song Li once thought that she might be dazzled.

"Ali, tell me, what are you doing here?"

Song Li was afraid that he would be angry, especially with the photos in his hands, and that feeling of fear would be magnified. When he asked her, she answered in a low voice: "Donate bone marrow to Mrs. Ji."

"Su Hua?"

Song Li nodded slightly.

"That sick child should have died a year ago, and Ji Yexing was hanging on him." Lu Jingchuan sneered, "What can she bear?"

The body is like paper, and a little injury may be life-threatening.

For some unknown reason, Lu Jingchuan's chest felt stagnant, and he suddenly looked at Song Li: "When the bone marrow was extracted, Ji Yexing didn't give you anesthesia."

It's not a question, but a flat narrative, with some certainty.

Lu Jingchuan felt his heart go numb for a moment, he turned back, every step he took was full of thunderous strength.

"Achuan!"

Song Li yelled in a trembling voice, but he didn't seem to hear it.

When he returned to Hua Yuan's villa, Ji Yexing had just stepped on the spiral staircase, and his shiny leather shoes were on the transparent ladder. Looking back, he looked like a medieval king.

Lu Jingchuan dragged the man down, and without any explanation, he punched Ji Yexing on the right side of the face.

"hiss--"

He gasped and did not fight back. Lu Jingchuan's eyes were full of anger: "Ji Yexing, how dare you spoil her like this?"

Ji Yexing smiled.

"A Chuan, what are you pretending to be a lover with me?" Ji Yexing said suddenly, "I gave her a chance to leave, but she begged me to help her get the photo."

"So whatever you ask for."

"Obviously I was wronged by you, but you come to me to complain? Isn't it ridiculous?"

Every word Ji Yexing said was cruel, like a knife, stabbing Lu Jingchuan's heart bloody: "More than a year ago, you tried to marry her against everyone's advice, just to make her suffer?"

"Do you think it's not bad enough for her to be abandoned and abused by her adoptive parents?"

Ji Baihan once begged him, she didn't want to see Lin Ye's illegitimate daughter, it was too easy to deal with a woman.

He looked into it, but couldn't do it for the first time.

When Song Li stepped into Lincheng for the first time, someone told him that if Lu Jingchuan hadn't picked her up, he would have saved her.

"It's the same wife, my Huahua is lying on the bed, unconscious. You have to wait until Song Li is like Huahua and can't take care of herself, how late is it?"

All he had to do was burn incense and worship Buddha every day, begging God to take pity on Su Hua to be fine.

Lu Jingchuan's eyelashes drooped, his waist sank, and the faint fragrance that only belonged to Song Li covered her. She hugged her tightly, but if Lu Jingchuan wanted to break free, there was no problem at all.

"Achuan, shall we go back? I'm sleepy."

Song Li's voice was choked with sobs.

Lu Jingchuan glanced at Ji Yexing, turned around, carried Song Li into the car and left.

Back home, Ming Ge prepared ibuprofen sustained-release capsules and fed Song Li one.

The medicine took effect slowly, and when the pain disappeared, Song Li didn't even know whether it was the medicine that took effect or whether she was no longer in pain.

She shrank in the bedroom and didn't want to go out at all.

Lu Jingchuan pushed the door open and came in with a folder in his hand.

Song Li's body trembled.

Lu Jingchuan handed it over: "This kind of thing, I didn't want to give it to you, it troubles you."

"Linye threatened you, didn't he?"

Song Li felt that Lu Jingchuan was angry, so she didn't answer.

She reached out to take it, not even having the courage to open it.

"A Chuan, you can prepare a divorce agreement and a property transfer document. I don't want the Lu family or your real estate. If we divorce, I will leave Lincheng."

The almost helpless exhaustion surged up in an instant, Lu Jingchuan was extremely angry, and suddenly sneered: "Where are you going?"

"Song Li, let me ask you a question. You keep asking me to prepare time for you, is it because you never plan to prepare?"