The coquettish president was counterattacked

Chu Luo’s roommate once had a car accident and broke his legs. He bought a fracture self-recovery book on a certain treasure that trains the consciousness of his legs. Chu Luo happened to turn over the book when he was bored. , but I didn't expect it to come in handy.

Before entering the exclusive cage that Gu Lizhao built for him, his legs were slowly recovering. After living in the dark basement, he spent twice or even twice as much time training his legs every day than before. He had to bear the pain during training, and he also had to endure Gu Lizhao's morbid torture.

If time can be turned back, he will definitely not like Gu Lizhao again, even if time cannot be turned back, he will never return to that terrible place.

Gu Lizhao was right, it was snowing outside.

Chu Luo stole his car keys, wore his clothes and pants, and the fluttering white snow hit the sky, covering the colorful world, and no matter how gorgeous the colors were, they turned into pure white in the end.

it's all over......

Gu Lizhao had dozens of stitches on his forehead, but he dared not call the police. First of all, "illegal imprisonment" is a felony in itself, and Chu Luo's behavior is more likely to be classified as "self-defense".

Secondly, since Chu Luo didn't call the police immediately after regaining his freedom, he wouldn't be so stupid as to shoot himself in the foot.

In the end, Gu Lizhao sent his men to find Chu Luo and found his stolen car by the moat on the outskirts of the city. The car key was placed in the driver's seat, but the person was gone, and no one in the hundreds of miles around had seen Chu Luo. .

Could it be jumping into the river?

This thought flashed through Gu Lizhao's mind. He would rather believe that Chu Luo "evaporated" than that he "jumped himself into a river to commit suicide".

Blink of an eye is three years later.

The domestic economic situation is growing rapidly, and Gu's Group is taking advantage of the boom in popular industries to rapidly acquire and expand. Under the leadership of Gu Lizhao, it has become the leading imperial enterprise in China, and its scope and scale have doubled compared to three years ago.

In the huge hardcover modern-style office, the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows occupy an entire wall.

The weather is fine, the sun shines on the window, and the window is shimmering gold. There is no cloud outside the window, and the blue sky is high and deep. Enjoy the pictures of antique porcelain sent to him by others.

Bai Yi knocked on the door and walked in, holding a pink envelope in his right hand: "Brother Zhao."

He hesitated to speak.

Gu Lizhao didn't catch the emotion in his tone, and didn't even raise his eyelids. He only focused on the pictures of porcelain, which were all bone china with exquisite shapes and patterns.

"Little Yiyi, you came just in time, come and help me choose, which one is the most beautiful?"

He handed the iPad in his hand to Bai Yi.

Bai Yi took it with both hands, slid his finger on the screen a few times, and licked his lips helplessly: "Brother Zhao, I'm really not good at this. Which bone china do you think is the most beautiful?"

Gu Lizhao hooked the corners of his lips playfully, and looked out the window with half-closed eyes: "Of course bone china made from the ashes of your lover is the most beautiful and soulful."

Bai Yi's eyes lit up, and she nodded knowingly: "Brother Zhao is right."

"It would be more perfect if it was fired with the blood of your lover." Gu Lizhao retracted his gaze in satisfaction, and inadvertently glanced at the pink envelope in his hand, "What is this?"

"Oh," Bai Yi respectfully handed the envelope to Gu Lizhao as if he had suddenly remembered, "This is an invitation from Yang Silin, the prince of Sunny Entertainment Group."

Gu Lizhao took out the elegant white invitation card from the pink envelope indifferently. The cover was the silhouettes of two men outlined in gilt lines. When he opened it and saw the name of one of the grooms, his temples suddenly hurt: "Chu... ...pei?"