Mrs. Lu picked it up

Lan Miao's hand trembled, the phone slipped to the ground, she quickly bent over to pick it up, Shen Qingyou's anxious voice came from the phone: "Miao Miao, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, the phone is not steady."

"Okay, get on the account quickly, let's play games together."

Lan Miao cut off the phone and called Shen Qingyou a few times. Lan Miao is a designer, so she will definitely play this game and seek a market in the game, but Shen Qingyou is different. She is really good at playing, so she doesn't need to work hard. , you can easily win the game.

Lan Miao didn't go offline until the housekeeper asked her to eat.A top chef is a top chef, and the spicy crayfish they cook are also very delicious, which makes people like it very much.

Lan Miao had something on her mind, so she didn't eat much.

Shen Qingyou was her only friend. Because of her beauty, many women would not be willing to be a green leafy foil, so they never wanted to play with her.

It's impossible for her to be away from Nan Huai and Shen Qingyou, but if Shen Qingyou really marries Nan Huai, she may inevitably see the child in the future.

Lan Miao felt a pang in her heart.

Whether it's her baby calling Shen Qingyou's mother, or letting Shen Qingyou marry and become a stepmother, it is extremely painful for Lan Miao.

She will be sorry for both of them.

At this moment, Lan Miao silently made up her mind that this child cannot be taken.

There may be a lot of unavoidable dog blood in the world, but she doesn't want this dog blood to continue to exist.

After Lan Miao made up her mind, she packed up her things. In the dead of night, she carried her luggage to a chain hotel.

The price will not be very expensive, 300 yuan.

Lan Miao booked for three days and rented a house through the renting software.

In the past three days, she didn't answer the calls from Nanshan Villa, and she went to work normally on Monday and Tuesday.

On Wednesday night, Lan Miao saw a supposedly familiar vehicle downstairs in the company. To be precise, she had seen it in the underground garage in Nanhuai.

The smoky Bentley is low-key and luxurious.

Nan Huai didn't get out of the car, but the window slid down after seeing her, "Get in the car."

Lan Miao paused, didn't talk so much with Nan Huai at the door of the company, opened the car door, went up, and sat down on the co-pilot.

"Where have you lived these days?"

"I rented a room."

Nan Huai paused, his card didn't show the consumption record, and she hasn't bought anything since that sum was spent.

In other words, Lan Miao rented the house with his own money?
"Reason?" Nan Huai said succinctly: "Who makes you unhappy, I will replace her."

Lan Miao shook her head repeatedly and said, "No, it's just not suitable."

"You are not married yet, if you let an unrelated woman live in in advance, the hostess should be unhappy later."

Nan Huai paused, the words were suggestive.

Lan Miao wants to marry him?

He drove the car and glanced sideways at Lan Miao. Didn't she know that bigamy was a crime?
Or is this a test?As long as he lets go, will she divorce Shen Jingcheng?
"Why, you want to be Mrs. Nan?"

Nan Huai seemed to be smiling but not smiling. From Lan Miao's angle, he could better see the tear mole on the man's side face, reflected by the warm yellow light outside the window, and coated with a layer of golden light.

The man already had a good face, but this time, the sense of distance between the two of them was further increased. Although the mockery on his face was not deep, it made Lan Miao feel ashamed.

He probably always thought she had ulterior motives.

At this moment, Lan Miao didn't even have any self-esteem. Anyway, she won't have anything to do with him anymore, so he can think whatever he wants.

She didn't speak, as if by default.

Nan Huai whispered: "You divorce, marry me after the divorce, and we can divorce again after the child is born."

"Nanhuai, to you, is marriage just a child's play?"

Lan Miao looked at the road with a calm voice.

"Otherwise? Are you going to be my Mrs. Nan for the rest of your life?" Nan Huai smiled slightly, with contempt hidden in this smile: "It's not that I look down on you, I'm afraid you feel embarrassed."

"To be my wife, one has to socialize, the other is to run the house, and the third is to socialize. How can you do that?"

"Why do you think that being my Nan Huai's wife is the same as being Shen Jingcheng's wife, just go to an ordinary class and just know how to cook."

"I'm not short of your salary, and I don't want a free servant."

"Cheap ones will only reduce my pursuit of life."

It was cruel, but Lan Miao knew that what Nan Huai said was his truest thoughts.

There was such a big difference between them, at this moment, she was extremely glad that she did not fall in love with Nan Huai.

They were just a one night affair.

Lan Miao was silent, Nan Huai thought he had persuaded her, and said in a low voice: "I will not treat the child badly, you can marry after divorce if you don't worry, even if you have a child, you can not divorce temporarily."

"Wait for a year and a half before divorcing because of marriage discord."

Lan Miao chuckled, "I'll think about it."

She played the role of a money worshiper and looked at Nan Huai: "Then I will live in a rented house for the time being, otherwise I won't be tough."

"what ever."

Nan Huai paused, and said, "Go back to Nanshan Villa first tonight, and let Dr. Meng give you a checkup."

Lan Miao resisted, but still nodded.

She wanted to deal with the matter with Shen Jingcheng first, and then mention the divorce with Nan Huai.

Lan Miao had to admit that she didn't trust Nan Huai, and she was afraid that after she negotiated with Nan Huai to abort the child, he would make things difficult for her to divorce Shen Jingcheng.

Back at the Nanshan Villa, the dinner was as sumptuous as ever. Because of her relationship with Nan Huai, although the housekeeper looked at her and hesitated to speak, he didn't ask so many questions.

But this sense of disobedience is too heavy, it is everything that belongs to Qingyou.

Lan Miao didn't want to go upstairs or think wildly by herself, so she sat down and turned on the TV.

Usually only Nanhuai can watch the TV, and when it is turned on, it will be the financial channel. The reporter is interviewing a woman, she is very beautiful, that kind of amazing beauty.

What was shown earlier was the life experience of a female entrepreneur, which can be called rough.

She turned out to be the governor's cousin.

Lan Miao remembered the name of the female entrepreneur, Song Li.

It's like a TV series with a big heroine, going out of the remote mountain village and counterattacking her own life.

Lan Miao watched with relish, the butler came over and reminded Lan Miao that it was time to go to bed, and casually glanced sideways at the TV.

"Miss Lan is watching Mrs. Lu's interview?"

"It's very beautiful, so I took a second look."

The housekeeper smiled, "At first I thought Mrs. Lu would be our wife."

Lan Miao has been good at observing words and expressions since she was a child, looking at the housekeeper, "Nan Huai ever liked her?"

"I liked it."

The housekeeper bit down on the word, "But who doesn't have a youthful and frivolous life? Hasn't Miss Lan ever had a relationship experience?"

No.

When she was ten years old, she sold herself to Father Shen and promised him to marry Shen Jingcheng when she grew up.

Anyway, emotional experience has always been a burden.