Limit enemies

His hand was injured and he couldn't take a shower. Lu Zhiyan stood in front of the window and opened the window. The temperature in G city dropped today, and the wind blowing in finally stopped being hot. He held a cigarette between his fingers, and the ash was half burned. He didn't take a puff, as if he just wanted to numb his numb and tired nerves this night with the smell of smoke.

City G is too bustling. Even though it was close to the early morning, colorful neon lights were still shining outside, the road was still flowing, the lights of cars were connected together, and even the entire floor of the office building in the economic park not far away was brightly lit.

Lu Zhiyan sometimes feels that the reason for his success is not all because of so many years of hard work, maybe it is also because he has a little better luck than others, so he can work hard in a first-tier city like G City .

Lu Zhiyan looked down at the city, extinguished the cigarette, and his hair was messed up by the wind. Lu Zhiyan looked at the wound on his hand. He had restrained himself when he drank just now, but he still felt the pain in the wound, accompanied by bursts of itching .

He took off the bandage and sterilized it again. The blood had dried up, revealing a wound that almost stretched across the palm of his hand. The flesh was slightly turned outwards, and it looked a little more terrifying than when he was just injured.

The pain seemed to be recovering slowly, Lu Zhiyan frowned, put on a new bandage, took off his clothes with one hand, seeing that he couldn't take a bath with this hand today, he turned off the light and lay down on the bed.

After a while, he will be very busy, he will attend three receptions alone, and the renovation of the water park will soon be over, so he has to find time to take a look.

Meng Yu was leaving City G the next day to catch up with an announcement. After breakfast, Lu Zhiyan sent him directly to the airport.

"It's the 30th of this month, the 6th of the next month, and the 14th of the next month. When I'm free, I'll take you to the reception."

"Except for the 30th of this month, I'm free." Meng Yu thought for a while.Asked: "Mr. Lu, next month will be the 6th of the Grammy brand reception?"

"Yes, I will take you with you when you are free."

"If I'm free, I'll ask my assistant to book a ticket for me in advance."

"Ok."

The Glen Beauty brand reception is held once a year, and many famous fashion designers or fashion directors will come to participate, so every year it is full of stars. Lu Zhiyan, as a VIP client of many big brands, is invited every year, and this year is no exception .

"But I don't guarantee that I can catch you. People in the fashion circle are very tricky."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's good that I can see the world with Mr. Lu." Meng Yu hurriedly waved his hands to explain, for fear of being misunderstood by Lu Zhiyan.

By the time I sent Meng Yu to the airport and returned to the company, it was already past working hours, and I called the meeting on the road half an hour ago. As soon as I entered the company, Lu Zhiyan went directly to the meeting room before returning to the office for a rest.

In the middle of the meeting, the phone rang suddenly, and he realized that he had forgotten to mute it. He glanced at the screen and saw that it was Luo Jin's call. He hung up, spoke faster and finished what he wanted to say, and left Called back after a while.

Pei Xinan didn't sleep well at night, his mind was in a mess, he tossed and turned at three o'clock in the morning and couldn't fall asleep, and when he woke up the next morning, his eyes were really black and blue.

Anji asked intimately, "Boss didn't sleep well yesterday?"

Seeing his mean expression, Pei Xinan threw a pillow at him, thinking that his assistant was a bit bold, so he said angrily, "Don't think about me."

"Alright boss, here are the documents you need to deal with today and your schedule for the last month."

"it is good."

Pei Xinan took over a thick stack of A4 papers. Although most of the official business can be handled on the computer, there are still a lot of paper documents sent to him every day.

Seeing Pei Xinan rubbing his temples, Anji asked him, "Shall I make you a cup of coffee?"

"Okay, American style, thank you."

When Anji handed over the coffee, Pei Xinan asked him, "Did you see the invitation list for next month's Grammy?"

"I read it, and I gave you a copy at that time."

Pei Xinan recalled that Anji really brought him the paper, but he was busy at the time and didn't have time to read it, so he didn't know where to throw it.

"Is Mr. Lu on the list?"

"Yes, of course. Lu is always such a big-name SVIP. He is a must-invite just like you."

"Okay, you go out."

"Okay, call me if you need something."

Pei Xinan waited for him to go out and called Luo Jin.

Luo Jin's tone of voice when he answered the phone was not very nice. Pei Xinan naturally understood that Lu Zhiyan and Luo Jin had such a good relationship, and Luo Jin probably knew everything about what happened that night.

He thought about talking, and it didn't seem like nonsense, and went straight to the point, "Brother Jin, did Lu Zhiyan talk about a boyfriend recently?"

Luo Jin felt puzzled, why did you ask this even after you rejected him?

"No ah."

Pei Xinan breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "Then...is that kind of relationship...do you have a little lover?"

Luo Jin was a little speechless, he was silent for a few seconds, and Pei Xinan's heart was lifted again.

"No, Ah Yan is not such a casual person."

"..." Pei Xinan choked for a moment. Although Luo Jin's tone was not overtly ambiguous, the meaning behind his words was obvious—he was not like you. He went to a bar to sleep with someone, and he didn't have a serious boyfriend. One bed partner after another.

Although Pei Xinan sounded uncomfortable, he couldn't deny that it was true, and what Luo Jin said at least showed that Lu Zhiyan and Meng Yu really didn't have that kind of relationship, so he could rest assured.

"Thank you, brother Jin, for interrupting."

Pei Xinan hung up the phone, let out a long sigh of relief, leaned back in his chair, and thought about what else he could do.

Lu Zhiyan was obviously still angry last time, so he won't try to show his presence during this time, and wait until next month's reception on the [-]th, and find another opportunity to join him.

Pei Xinan had never coaxed anyone before, his facial features were wrinkled and curled into a ball, and he was so upset that he met Lu Zhiyan, a stubborn stubble.

These few days he has been very tormented. After he found out that the two of them were in a stalemate, they never ran into each other once every three days as before.

Pei Xinan really understands what it means to lose before he knows how to cherish.

After finally waiting for the day of Grammy, Pei Xinan arrived at the venue early. While greeting people, he looked for Lu Zhiyan in the crowd.

Xiang Rong didn't know when he came over, he looked around and knew what he was looking for.

When Pei Xinan turned around, he was taken aback and patted his chest. "When did you come here?"

"When you were visiting your husband."

"Who are you looking for? You don't even have a word."

Not to mention a single stroke, there is no stroke at all.

"Sooner or later there will be."

"Lend your auspicious words."

Pei Xinan looked at the entrance, and finally his eyes lit up. He saw Lu Zhiyan, who was wearing a light gray suit, and Meng Yu was following behind him. The moment Pei Xinan saw Meng Yu, his eyes dimmed, but he was seen again soon. It was replaced by the joy of Lu Zhiyan.

He walked towards the door, pretending to turn around and see Lu Zhiyan by accident, and greeted Lu Zhiyan, with a smile on his face, but in fact, the hands beside him were already nervously grabbing his clothes.

Perhaps because of the presence of many people around him, Lu Zhiyan nodded politely to him, but there was still obvious alienation in his eyes.

Meng Yu recognized Pei Xinan, he looked at Lu Zhiyan, and then nodded along with Lu Zhiyan.

Pei Xinan looked at the backs of the two people after he passed by him, and felt a little envious of Meng Yu for a moment.

Xiang Rong followed and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother Nan, do you think Meng Yu is very familiar?"

Pei Xinan stood there with a sad face, "Of course I'm familiar with it, it's not like I haven't seen it on TV."

"No." Xiang Rong shook his head, "No, it's not that kind of familiarity."

"Harmful." Pei Xinan waved his hand, his eyes stayed on Lu Zhiyan, and he didn't care about Meng Yushu's unfamiliarity.

A good reception, Pei Xinan has been standing two or three meters away from Lu Zhiyan, watching Lu Zhiyan talking and laughing happily with others, and occasionally bumping into people in the entertainment industry, he will push Meng Yu's shoulder and push Meng Yu in front of others , the two stood together, with a height difference of a few centimeters, and wearing suits of the same color. Pei Xinan continued to drink depressedly, looking at Lu Zhiyan and Meng Yu only feeling upset.

When Lu Zhiyan was not around, he lowered his head and talked to Meng Yu. Although his expression was not very close, and the distance was not too close, Pei Xinan watched from not far away, really wishing he could go over and replace Meng Yu's position.

How long has it been since he had a good talk with Lu Zhiyan?It has been almost a month since the incident last time, and they only met three times including today, and the first two times were very unpleasant.

Pei Xinan was leaning against the table, sighing, when Lu Zhiyan suddenly turned his head and met his gaze unexpectedly, he quickly lowered his head, not wanting Lu Zhiyan to find that he was looking at him.

When he looked up again, Lu Zhiyan no longer knew where he had gone, the lights in the venue were dark, and Pei Xinan couldn't find him if he looked away a little.

Pei Xinan straightened up and scanned the crowd with his gaze. Before he could find him, Xiang Rong slapped him behind him.

He was taken aback again, turned around and said speechlessly, "Ancestor, can you stand in front of me and call me next time?"

Xiang Rong walked along his back, looking a little excited, as if he had discovered some shocking secret, "Brother Nan, guess why I think Meng Yu is familiar?"

Pei Xinan felt that his ink was smudged, "Don't be tricky, if you want to talk about it, say it quickly."

"Brother Nan, don't you think Meng Yu looks a lot like you?"

"Looks like me...?" Pei Xinan was stunned suddenly. Sometimes the person who is most unfamiliar with his appearance is himself, especially Pei Xinan. He would not feel that Meng Yu was similar to himself.

But after Xiang Rong mentioned it, he was also a little dazed, and it took him a long time to ask back: "Really?"

It has nothing to do with the double, which will be explained later.