Mrs. Lu picked it up

The matter about Jiang Feng's gambling debts was false, Lu Jingchuan persuaded Lin Qiao to lie to her together.

The surveillance video that was destroyed in the police station was made by Lu Jingchuan, including his own admission that he took her to Maze Lane that day.

Until now, she still has illusions about this man, thinking that it is not him.

In the past year, he couldn't lie about his kindness to her. He didn't believe that he didn't indulge her a little bit.

Lu Jingchuan looked at Song Li opposite, her tears came as soon as she said, even violently.

"Lu Jingchuan, let me ask you."

Song Li paused, "We've been married for a year, and I'm in your heart to the end..."

Before he could finish the question, the door of the office was pushed open, and Sheng Lan walked in. With a serious expression on his face, he whispered, "Boss Lu, Miss Lin Shan is trapped in the company's elevator."

Song Li looked at the man who had always been calm and stood up suddenly from behind the desk. He walked around the desk and strode out of the office in a chaotic manner, as if he could lose the whole world if he slowed down.

Scene after scene, it was like a steel needle firmly nailed to her heart. Every time she took a breath, her lungs felt a burning pain.

She leaned on the table, her face pale.

Seeing this, Sheng Lan hesitated for a moment, and reached out to help Song Li: "Madam, what's wrong with you?"

Song Li shook Sheng Lan away, "Sheng Lan, let me ask you."

"The people in the maze alley, do you know who they are?"

Sheng Lan was silent, and Song Li asked again: "Did it be arranged by Lu Jingchuan?"

Her heart was cut like a knife: "Lin Shan is back, the child and I are in the way, right?"

"My wife misunderstood Mr. Lu. Mr. Lu will not let me do things that have nothing to do with work."

Sheng Lan's explanation only made Song Li feel ridiculous: "So, is picking me up for dinner related to work?"

"Sorry, I didn't protect my wife well."

Song Li seemed to grab the last straw and begged in a low voice: "If you really feel guilty, go to the police station and report the person who attacked me. You must know where he is, right?"

Sheng Lan said with a blank expression, "Madam, I don't know what you are talking about."

"If you're not feeling well, I can take you to the hospital."

This is probably the so-called disillusionment.

Song Li stood up straight by herself and went downstairs.

The elevator that broke down was the president's special elevator. When Song Li went downstairs, the president's special elevator was still being repaired.

Coming out of the Lu's building, the heat wave outside seemed to pour on her body all of a sudden, and Song Li walked aimlessly on the street.

I don't know how long I walked, there was the sound of a whistle behind me.

Song Li turned her head and saw a familiar car.

With the car window down, Nan Huai's face was the same as before, more beautiful than a woman's.

"Basking in the sun in this weather, what is your hobby?"

Song Li's eye circles were very red, as if she had just cried.

Nan Huai paused and asked, "In a bad mood?"

Song Li nodded, staring at Nan Huai eagerly.

It is undeniable that when she was most vulnerable, Nan Huai appeared and rescued her in time. She was full of dependence on Nan Huai.

"Get in the car and take you somewhere."

Song Li opened the door and got into the co-pilot.

Nanhuai carried her all the way to the biggest playground.

Standing at the gate, the corner of Song Li's mouth twitched, "It's so hot, why don't you take me to the playground?"

"No one. No one is competing for entertainment items. If you are in a bad mood, don't pick a place." Nan Huai smiled, "I guess you must have never been here."

Let Nan Huai say it right, before marrying Lu Jingchuan, she didn't have enough financial conditions, and she didn't even come to Lincheng.

After marrying Lu Jingchuan, he is the president worth hundreds of billions. How could he bring her to such a place?
Nan Huai dragged Song Li in, and Nan Huai bought a ticket for the roller coaster.

"Are you scared?"

Song Li shook her head, two people sat on it, and there were a few scattered people. When the feeling of weightlessness came, Song Li closed her eyes.

This was a way to vent his emotions, and Song Li wanted to do it again.

Nan Huai supported the wall and shook his head, "I won't go, you can play by yourself."

"Speaking of loyalty?" Song Li was angrily.

"I'm afraid of heights."

With her sideways eyes subconsciously, Nan Huai looked at her suspiciously: "What?"

"I know a guy who is also afraid of heights."

Nan Huai smiled suddenly: "Really?"

Song Li took a deep breath: "But he was still young at that time, and now he is probably about the same size as you. I don't know if he has overcome this fear."

Nan Huai just laughed, Song Li didn't say anything, and sat up again.

Nan Huai stood below to take pictures of her, and when Song Li came down, he showed Song Li the photos he had taken.

She didn't have any beauty at all, her hair was messed up like a crazy woman, and the expression on Song Li's face was almost unbearable.

"You delete it quickly."

Song Li was furious and wanted to grab his cell phone.

Nan Huai held up the phone: "No, when you become popular, I'll be considered someone who has a black photo of you, and if you don't obey me, I'll sell it to the media."

"Nan Huai, you are the president of RL after all, can you do something that people do?" Song Li pointed at him, "Brother, I am an artist of your company, what good will it do you if you sell my black photo?"

Nan Huai tilted his head, and the smile on his face seemed to be glowing: "It's not good for the company, but it doesn't mean it's not good for me!"

"A good businessman can't let go of any opportunity to make money."

She hasn't become popular yet, but according to Nan Huai, Song Li has already started to have idol baggage.

She chased after Nan Huai for a mobile phone, Nan Huai had long legs, Song Li chased him for five or six minutes, and grabbed the man's clothes.

Successfully found the photo in his phone, and the second he deleted it, Nan Huai suddenly approached, his voice was soft and shallow: "I have a backup."

Song Li turned her head suddenly, he was very close to her, when she turned her head, the tips of their noses touched, their lips were very close to each other, Song Li froze, afraid that if she got closer, she would be able to kiss her husband's opponent.

At such a close distance, Nan Huai could even see the little fluff on Song Li's face clearly, and her sweet and seductive fragrance filled the nostrils.

He was the first to react, stood up straight, opened a safe distance, unscrewed the water in his hand and handed it to Song Li: "Do you feel better?"

Song Li nodded and replied, "It's much better, thank you."

Nan Huai glanced at the time, "Then be more happy, let's go, treat you to hot pot."

After dinner, it was already getting dark. Nan Huai drove Song Li to the gate of the Green City Champs. She stood there and watched Nan Huai's car drift away.

The night was fine, but Song Li didn't want to go back at all, she didn't know how to face Lu Jingchuan at all.

Lu Jingchuan didn't answer the question asked in Lu Jingchuan's office, but his reaction was the best answer.

He loves Lin Shan and treats her well because she is like Lin Shan.

Substitutes are substitutes, and can never replace genuine products.

"Why, Mrs. Lu is reluctant to go in?"

The man's voice suddenly came to mind, and Song Li turned pale with fright.

She turned around, and Lu Jingchuan was standing in a brightly lit place with one hand in his pocket, tall and strong, with a strong figure.

He is still like a god, but Song Li no longer has any halo here.

Song Li licked the corner of her lips and passed him to enter the door. When she passed by, the man clenched her wrist.

"Have you had fun?"