After the rebirth, the concubine wants to divorce

Gu Huai was holding a glass of wine to chat with celebrities from all over the world, Lu Zeyu was holding a juice glass to chat with the director, a man touched Lu Zeyu's shoulder, Lu Zeyu turned his head, and saw a tall and handsome French man with a deep silhouette.

There was a faint scent of perfume on his body, like the smell of chamomile. Lu Zeyu always felt that he had smelled this smell somewhere...

"Sorry." The French man finished with a charming accent, smiled at Lu Zeyu, and walked up the stairs.

"He is..." Lu Zeyu murmured looking at the man's back.

The director took a sip of champagne and said, "His name is Aldrich. I don't know what his surname is. I only know that his family is a taboo in France. In short, he is a terrible man. Xiao Yu, when is the due date?"

"Next year in February." Lu Zeyu raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile.

"February is good, the weather is mild in spring, and you can suffer less. My family's three treasures were born in winter, but they suffered. I will never let him give birth again..." the director rambled.

Lu Zeyu was drinking the juice, and suddenly remembered that Aldrich smelled of a certain niche perfume, and Mo Sijin was wearing that perfume.

Does that man have anything to do with Mo Sijin?Lu Zeyu took a sip of the juice and shrugged, maybe he thought too much...

Early in the morning, in the other garden of the imperial palace, the emperor was drinking tea and looking at the chess game in front of him. The former butler came over and handed him a document with a solemn expression. The emperor flipped through a few pages, his eyes became cold, and he threw the document away. On the table, said: "His life cannot be kept."

The original housekeeper showed embarrassment: "Then the child in his stomach..."

"There's no need to stay anymore." The emperor took a sip of tea, looked at the ginkgo tree in the courtyard, and said, "Xiao Chen will have children in the future."

The wedding photos of Luo Yichen and Lu Zeyu were taken by internationally renowned photographers. The two chose a sunny day to take their wedding photos. On the way back to the palace, Lu Zeyu felt a little uncomfortable. Luo Yichen asked worriedly: "Xiaoyu, are you okay?" Bar?"

"It's okay, just... a little flustered." Lu Zeyu rolled down the car window and took a deep breath. Suddenly, he heard a piercing whistle. Lu Zeyu's head hurt sharply. He closed his eyes tightly and covered Stop buzzing ears.

The driver exclaimed, and a large truck rushed out from the corner of the street and crashed straight into the extended car of the royal family. There was a loud noise, and the extended car was knocked several meters away. Lu Zeyu opened his eyes and saw Luo Yichen tightly protecting him. Looking at him, Luo Yichen's body was heavy, his eyes were tightly closed, and blood flowed down the bridge of his straight nose.

"Luo Yichen... Luo Yichen!!" Lu Zeyu called him loudly, his voice trembling.

Luo Yichen remained motionless, Lu Zeyu put his arms around his shoulders, and felt blood on his hands, how injured was he? !

Lu Zeyu suddenly felt fear, a kind of despair that he had never felt before, even when he was facing death in his last life, he had never been so afraid. His hands and feet were cold, and he wanted to call Luo Yichen's name, but no sound came out of his throat.

Suddenly, Lu Zeyu felt a huge force pulling him out of the car. Lu Zeyu turned his head and saw a man with a scar on his left eye and a stern face.

"Brother Qun...?!" Lu Zeyu's voice trembled, and he struggled violently, "Let go of me, bastard!!"

Brother Qun covered his mouth, picked him up, and walked towards a van, the extended van was on fire, Lu Zeyu's eyes widened, struggling, if this continues... Luo Yichen will die if this continues! !

Brother Qun carried Lu Zeyu into the van, closed the door, and the van drove away away from the commotion.

The driver kicked the car door, and the guard carried the unconscious Luo Yichen out. The wedding photo was placed on the back seat, and the smiles of the two burned out in the flames.