After the rebirth, the concubine wants to divorce

Luo Yichen frowned, opened Han Yike's hand with a "pop!", put his arms around Lu Zeyu, and said, "Xiao Yu, we're going home."

Lu Zeyu said: "I'm sorry senior, I'll go back today first, and I'll ask you out another day."

Han Yike withdrew his hand and smiled softly: "Okay, I'll wait for your call."

Luo Yichen gave him a cold look, opened the door, and got into the car with Lu Zeyu in his arms.

Looking at the Rolls-Royce leaving in the dust, Han Yike smiled helplessly and got into his sports car.

Yu Chen walked out of the hotel while making a phone call. He got into the Maybach parked at the door, hung up the phone, and said, "Go back to the company, I have something to deal with with some shareholders."

"Yes, Mr. Yu." The man's pleasant and deep voice came, Yu Chen suddenly turned his head, and saw the deep and handsome face of the mixed-race man.

"Yan Ze?! Why did you come to pick me up?!" Yu Chen was startled and said loudly.

Yan Ze raised his lips and said with an evil smile: "Mr. Yu, have you forgotten? I am your personal secretary now, and it is my job to pick you up."

Yu Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Understood, let's go."

Yan Ze leaned over, Yu Chen hurriedly covered his mouth, and said, "What do you want?" Yan Ze fastened Yu Chen's seat belt, straightened up, and said innocently, "Help President Yu fasten your seat belt. Ah, what do you think I want to do?"

Yu Chen put down his hands, coughed lightly, looked out the window, and said, "It's nothing."

Yan Ze raised the corners of his lips, pinched his chin, and kissed his lips. Yu Chen's cheeks were flushed, and his charming eyes were full of anger. He kicked over: "Are you crazy?!"

Yan Ze, who was kicked, looked satisfied, held the steering wheel, and stepped on the accelerator.

Luo Yichen's birthday is approaching, and the weather is getting colder and colder. Lu Zeyu has not slept well these days, and at night he always dreams about things from his childhood. The face of his biological mother, Xiao Chun, is becoming clearer and clearer. Lu Zeyu acted carefreely in Xiaochun's arms, and every time Lu Zeyu woke up, he would feel empty in his heart.

I can remember almost everything before the age of seven, only the memory of the day when I fell into the sea is still a little fuzzy.

The weather was cold, Lu Zeyu sent a lot of things to his hometown, and told Lu's mother to take care of her body. Although she was not his biological mother, she had raised him for so many years.

In the other garden of the imperial palace, snow was piled up on the branches of dead trees in the courtyard. The emperor was drinking tea. The former housekeeper put a piece of clothing on him and said, "Your Majesty got up early today."

The emperor looked at the snow in the courtyard and said: "I had a dream. I dreamed that when Xiaochen was a child, he had to wear a suit even in winter because he had to receive envoys since he was a child. Once he cried cold, and I said to him, As the future monarch of T country, he should become a symbol that can represent T country, and he should not be willful and coquettish. Since then, Xiao Chen never said he was cold."

Yuan Butler said: "Your Majesty has high hopes for His Highness."

The emperor looked at the white snow and said: "Actually, he is just a child. It's okay to let him act like a baby now and then. My own son is always so polite and distant to me."

The original butler sighed and did not speak. The emperor took a sip of tea and said, "Next week is Xiaochen's birthday. Does he still not celebrate?"

The original housekeeper was stunned for a moment, and said, "His Royal Highness is preparing a birthday banquet for His Royal Highness, and it will be held at XX Linhai Hotel."

The emperor raised his eyebrows, and said with some surprise: "Really? Xiaochen hasn't celebrated her birthday for many years, so choose a gift and give it to her."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Yuan Butler nodded.