He is more fickle than Fengyue

It is enough.

Bo Yan is grateful for Gu Chen's help.

The He family's dinner party invited many political dignitaries and business celebrities, and it was very grand.

The entire banquet hall was full of wine and wine, and everyone was dressed up brightly, carrying red wine glasses and shuttled around, talking together in twos and threes.

At the railing on the third floor, He Mu leaned there. From the first moment Bo Yan came in, he could see clearly, "Lu Beichen, your wife is here."

Seeing that Lu Beichen remained silent with a sullen face, He Mu said sarcastically, "Did you get angry with Song Qianqian or Bo Yan recently? Why are you so dark every day?"

"None of your business." Lu Beichen didn't have a good tone.

Needless to say, He Mu had seen Bo Yan a long time ago. She was wearing a beige evening dress, showing almost her entire back. Even though the lights in the banquet hall were shining brightly, they still couldn't cover her light.

She shuttled around the hall, as if she was looking for something. Lu Beichen knew that Bo Yan was looking for him. After he captured Mrs. Bo, Bo Yan was looking for him all over the world, trying every means possible.

She didn't have an invitation letter, so she should be able to appear at the banquet now because she asked Gu Chen for help. She has always had means when it comes to men, and Lu Beichen's face is generally hidden in the shadows.

"Don't say it, don't you really say it. Your wife has a beautiful back. She is extremely beautiful. In this regard, Song Qianqian can't compare with her. Why were you blind back then? You didn't want to have such a stunning beauty, but you just had sex with Song Qianqian Together?"

Many things that happened back then were related to a man's dignity, so even if it was his good brother, Lu Beichen never revealed a word. Bo Yan's betrayal was an eternal thorn in his heart, and he would never be able to remove it in this lifetime.

He Mu rubbed his chin with a regretful expression, "It's a pity, the dress she wore was too long, and she couldn't see her legs. Bo Yan's long legs are really amazing. They are thin and straight. They are so good for reading. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be able to just sneak a few glances."

"He Mu." Lu Beichen called him by his first and last name, and his face, which was not smiling at first, was frozen, "Don't force me to beat you on your property."

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid." He Mu conceded defeat. He wanted to say something, but Lu Beichen pulled his face and turned away, leaving him with a cold back.

"Lu Beichen's temper is getting worse and worse." After complaining, He Mu went to the banquet hall.

Once downstairs, a large number of people immediately surrounded him, "Mr. He, you have finally appeared."

On the other side, Bo Yan searched all over the banquet hall, but there was no sign of Lu Beichen.

At first, Bo Yan was calm because Gu Chen said that Lu Beichen was here, but now that no one was found, Bo Yan became nervous. With Lu Beichen's character, even if he originally planned to come, it is not impossible to change his mind temporarily.

If Lu Beichen didn't come, it would be very difficult for her to find her next time. She could survive by herself, but my mother's body might not last long in prison.

Thinking of this, Bo Yan frowned, walked through the hall again, and vaguely heard someone calling Mr. He.

It's He Mu.

Bo Yan hurried to that direction, squeezed into the crowd, "He Mu."

"Who are you? Why are you so crowded? Can He always strike up a conversation with anyone?" After seeing the person clearly, he was stunned, "Oh, isn't this the down-and-out lady from the Bo family? Young Master Lu doesn't want you, Now shift the target to Mr. He?"

Bo Yan was in no mood to respond to the cynicism of this group of people, "He Mu, can I take a moment to talk?"

He Mu smiled, "If you have anything to say, just say it here, so as not to spread any rumors, which will not be good for our reputation."

Especially Lu Beichen, a bastard, be careful, even if he throws away unnecessary things, he is not allowed to have any gossip with others.

"Sorry, I didn't think well." Bo Yan's eyelids drooped slightly, "I just want to ask, is Lu Beichen here?"

"Is Lu Beichen here, you are her wife, don't you know, come to ask me an outsider?"

It's not just that Bo Yan doesn't know that since the day of her wedding, Lu Beichen has never been willing to talk to her, and he will never tell her that she is the kind who puts a hot face on a cold butt and is even miserably disgusted.

The past is unbearable, in front of so many people, being slapped in the face by He Mu's words, Bo Yan's eyelashes are trembling, "I really don't know, can I trouble you to tell me?"

In He Mu's view, Bo Yan is hateful and pitiful at the same time. If she hadn't forced the marriage back then, and the Bo family would have extended a helping hand, Lu Beichen's parents wouldn't have died, and Song Qianqian wouldn't have been hurt. Her attitude can be regarded as a turn of events.

"It's up there." He Mu pointed to the upstairs, "Go and look for it."

"Thank you." Bo Yan saw the hope, thanked He Mu, and went upstairs.

As soon as Bo Yan left, He Mu's side became lively, "Mr. He, is Mr. Lu there?"

Lu Beichen seldom attends banquets. Shenlong never sees the end. He didn't expect to come today. Naturally, everyone didn't want to miss such a good opportunity. "Let's go up and say hello to Mr. Lu."

"Yes, yes, I happen to have cooperation and want to talk to Mr. Lu."

Excitedly, they wanted to go upstairs, but He Mu calmly stopped them, "You can go up if you want, but Lu Beichen is in a very bad mood today, if you hit the muzzle, don't blame me for not reminding you."

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings were silent. Everyone knew that Lu Beichen's temper was notoriously bad, and they didn't want to steal the chicken without losing money, and they didn't know how he died.

"Why don't you talk anymore, just kidding, it scares you." He Mu raised his glass to them, "Come on, let me toast to everyone, everyone, He is very grateful for your support tonight."

"Mr. He is serious." Everyone smiled dryly and clinked glasses with He Mu.

After drinking a glass of red wine, He Mu's gaze swept across the stairs intentionally or unintentionally. The thin smoke had already gone up, leaving only a slender figure behind.

After going upstairs, Bo Yan searched everywhere, and finally found a familiar figure on the balcony on the third floor.

The man was sitting on a lounge chair, with his slender legs crossed, one hand resting his forehead slightly, and the other hand was flipping through a magazine.

The street lamp reflected on the top of his hair, and the halo made his black hair almost blue. He had already taken off his suit and put it casually aside. He was only wearing a dark blue shirt. With two buttons undone, it was a bit of a rare leisure.

Bo Yan took a deep breath, stepped on high heels, and strode over, "Lu Beichen!!"