Mrs. Lu picked it up

Song Li's breathing was stagnant.

I can't get back my energy for a long time.

"I asked Mr. Nan from RL for Mr. Sheng's phone number. Not only Mr. Sheng's, but also your secretary Su Lan's."

Song Li was calm and composed, looking at him with serious eyes: "I admit that I am despicable. After knowing that Mrs. Zun and I look similar, I want to use this to impress Mr. Lu and ask Mr. Lu to help."

"But I'm really not Song Li."

Every time he denied it, Lu Jingchuan felt pain in his heart.

It seems that a blunt knife hangs on it, cutting it every now and then.

Everything that happened two years ago originated from that email. He even wondered if these things were sent by Nan Huai.

Lu Jingchuan suddenly approached, the indoor scenery was bright, and there were more than a dozen shining lights above his head.

She could clearly see the blackness and fatigue under Lu Jingchuan's eyelids.

Three years ago, she would definitely feel sorry for her, but now, Song Li will only feel sorry for herself.

They were too close, especially when Lu Jingchuan lowered his head halfway, she could even feel his shallow breath, thin, sprinkled on her skin, unreasonably ambiguous.

Song Li retreated subconsciously, with the wall behind her, and there was no way to retreat.

"President Lu, please respect yourself."

"Ali, how can you forgive me?"

Lu Jingchuan was disheartened, he already knew about Song Li's life in Sioux City.

She is most afraid of the cold.

But the winter in Sioux City is very cold, much colder than that in Lin City.

At any rate, Lincheng still has an air conditioner, while the environment in Sioux City is harsh, and the measures to keep warm are not very good.

They slept together in the same bed for two years, and when winter came, Song Li curled up in his arms, and he kept her feet warm every night.

She was so afraid of the cold, but she still lived seriously for two years.

In order to get rid of this identity completely, there is not even any plan to come back.

She can see the life of the head at a glance, she seems to accept her fate, and she seems to accept her fate.

But no matter which choice it is, it will stab him in the heart, but he can't have any complaints.

Song Li got out from under his forearm. Ni Yuan and Lu Jingchuan should be two parallel lines that will never intersect.

"Mr. Lu, you seem to be drinking too much now, do you know that?"

Her eyes were cold: "I will not be anyone's mistress, and I will not allow my husband to have others in his heart."

"President Lu's family will not allow you to marry me. You still have someone else in your heart. We are not suitable."

When Lu Jingchuan married her, he kept Lin Shan in his heart.

Last time Mrs. Lu even told her that now Lin Shan is Lu Jingchuan's fiancée.

Lu Jingchuan smiled wryly.

Song Li's way of excluding him is really unfair to him.

She clearly knew that the person in his heart was her.

"Ali."

"Mr. Lu, can you show me some respect? My name is Ni Yuan."

She is so beautiful, especially when she said this sentence, her eyes seemed to have starlight, she was so beautiful that it made people's heart ache.

Lu Jingchuan couldn't call her out, calling her Ni Yuan was denying all their past.

No matter what, he couldn't open this mouth.

The atmosphere remained tense until the end of the competition. It was impossible for the judges to score on the spot, and the results would be announced three days later.

Song Li stood for a long time, and her heels hurt. She just moved a step, staggered twice, and almost fell down the steps.

Lu Jingchuan subconsciously stretched out her hand, and before she touched Song Li, she was already supporting the chair on the side of the road.

She smiled slightly: "Thank you Mr. Lu, I can do it myself."

Song Li stood firm, relieved the discomfort on her feet, and said in a low voice, "You can ask Mr. Sheng to send me the price of the suit, and I will transfer the money over."

"I bought this suit privately. The designer sewed it himself. The price is one million. Are you sure?"

Song Li was taken aback for a moment.

She knew that Lu Jingchuan's clothes were expensive, but she didn't expect them to be so expensive.

Obviously, the clothes in the closet are all around six figures, why is this one so expensive?

"And, it's so cold outside, you want me to wear a shirt outside?"

Lu Jingchuan frowned, and his tone was light.

Song Li took a deep breath, and Lu Jingchuan pulled the suit back from her hand, "I'll ask Sheng Lan to contact you for the dry cleaning fee."

He knew that she didn't want to owe him anything.

Lu Jingchuan couldn't stay for a second, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself, so he stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms.

Facing her, he was just an ordinary man, and all his self-control fell short and collapsed in an instant.

Coming out of the venue, Sheng Lan waited in the car for a while.

Seeing Lu Jingchuan, he got out of the car and opened the door, but Lu Jingchuan didn't go in. He only remembered that Song Li was wearing thin clothes and had a child with him, and the shoes were not particularly convenient.

"You wait here and send her and Xiaoye back."

Who she is is beyond words.

"What about you?"

Lu Jingchuan's voice was very low: "Don't worry about me."

"By the way, teach Sun Qian a lesson."

Sheng Lan hesitated, Lin Shan was kind to Mr. Lu in saving his life.

He might have to tie his hands and feet when dealing with her best friend. Sheng Lan doesn't like this kind of thankless work.

But he dared not refuse.

Sheng Lan didn't wait long before seeing Song Li and Xiaoye.

Xiaoye had a smile on his face. Obviously, the little guy was in a good state of mind. He was not affected by this competition and had a good state of mind.

Song Li was also very happy.

Sheng Lan stopped the two of them when they got closer: "Miss Ni, I'll take you back."

Fearing that she would refuse, Sheng Lan said again: "Boss Lu asked me to talk to you about the dry cleaning fee."

Song Li took out her mobile phone without thinking: "I'll pass it on to you, you don't need to give it away, Xiaoye and I are going to eat at McDonald's, I promised her."

"I'll take you there."

Sheng Lan insisted, and said in a low voice: "Miss Ni, at least I helped you to enter the arena, so you won't keep rejecting me, right?"

Song Li glanced at the car.

This car belonged to Lu Jingchuan, and she was really afraid that she would find Lu Jingchuan sitting in it when she got in.

"Boss Lu has something to deal with and has already returned to the company."

Song Li breathed a sigh of relief, and carried Xiao Ye into the car.

She was nervous and sat in the back seat for a little bit, the feeling of fear of getting someone else's car dirty came back.

Song Li sighed, it was not appropriate to sit in the back, she was in the front.

Can't help kids either.

The car moved forward at a constant speed, and the two discussed the cost of dry cleaning the clothes.

Lu Jingchuan's clothes are custom-made, even dry-cleaning requires a lot of care, and after dry-cleaning, maintenance is required. A set costs about 2000 yuan.

2000 yuan is better than 100 million yuan, Song Li turned it over to Sheng Lan without even thinking about it.

Sheng Lan sighed after receiving the money. If Ni Yuan was his wife, Boss Lu would ask for dry cleaning fees for the clothes he borrowed.

I'm really afraid that Boss Lu will be single all his life. According to the overtime method that he doesn't have a partner, he can lose almost ten years of life.

After sending Song Li to the door of McDonald's, Sheng Lan said, "Boss Lu intends to donate to Xiaoye's elementary school. If Ms. Ni has time, can we talk about it?"