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Lu Yirong's heart jumped, and there was a "bang" in his head for a moment, and his rationality disappeared with the sound, and it took him a long time to hear the sentence he asked in a hoarse voice:

"...How do you want me to help?"

She lowered her head, her deep and dark eyes couldn't penetrate the light, and she couldn't see any emotions. Sheng Yan, whose consciousness was almost blurred, could only see from it that she was in a bad state at the moment.

Forcefully pulling out her last trace of consciousness, Sheng Yan raised her hand and gently tugged at the fabric of her front, and replied pitifully in an inaudible voice:

"I don't know... President Lu... help me..."

Hearing the dependence and trust in her words, Lu Yirong closed his eyes and said a word in a hoarse voice: "Okay."

She raised her hand and patted the little assistant's back, and raised the partitions of the front and rear cars. She didn't want the driver to see the little assistant's appearance at this moment, so she coaxed softly: "Be patient, okay, I'll take you to the hospital immediately .”

While soothing, she kept emphasizing to herself in her mind: She trusts you, you should not take advantage of others, you are different from Si Han.

No one knew that Lu Yirong's hand on Sheng Yan's back was quietly clenched into a fist, and the crescent-shaped nails dug into the flesh of the palm, as if this could keep her awake and not be overwhelmed by the ambiguity in the air. dizzy.

However, the person in her arms didn't give her a chance to calm down, and asked vaguely, "Go to the hospital?"

"Well, go to the hospital to see if you need gastric lavage."

Lu Yirong's voice successfully woke Sheng Yan up.

Maybe it's because the body's mood fluctuates too much, or maybe she has a psychological shadow about going to the hospital. Sheng Yan didn't realize that she burst into tears the next moment, sobbing and begging her:

"No, don't go to the hospital..."

"I want to go home, I can go home, I don't want to go to the hospital..."

Seeing her appearance at this moment, Lu Yirong felt extremely embarrassed. Her calm mind, which had always been able to maintain a calm mind, had a tendency to panic. She frantically wiped Sheng Yan's face, and heard a little helplessness in her own voice: " go home"

Sheng Yan nodded indiscriminately, tugged at the skirt of her shirt and murmured in a low voice: "Go home, use things when you go home..."

Lu Yirong suffocated after breathing.

She struggled to keep herself from thinking about the amount of information in that sentence.

...with something

use something

It was the first time that Lu Yirong hated her for having such a clear memory, allowing her to clearly recall the pictures sent to her by the little assistant before, and she even remembered the style and thickness of those things clearly.

In the end, she couldn't even remember what kind of mentality she was using. While turning on her mobile phone to call for an errand service, she told the driver in front of her, "Go to Jinhuwan Garden."

……

In the original nursing home.

Si Han answered the phone call from his fiancée, and heard her mention Liu Wan to him in a cold tone: "I recently heard a strange rumor that the girl you took care of back then didn't die, and she returned to Tiansheng recently. Group, what do you think?"

Si Leng on the other end of the microphone was silent for a few seconds before calmly answering: "It's okay for someone to talk to you again."

The person over there snorted and laughed. Sihan felt very uncomfortable hearing this yin and yang tone, and couldn't help but recall the days when Liu Wan was still caring, talking softly to him.

A fragment of memory just flashed before my eyes, and the voice on the other end of the phone rang again:

"Si Han, you haven't forgotten the reason why I agreed to be engaged to you, have you?"

"What my father likes is your ability to take over Tiansheng at a young age. Although we are a business marriage, I also hope that you will not do anything that makes us both ugly. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I don't care who you raised outside before, but I hope that from today until we get married, I won't hear anything about those people again."

Si Han sat in the black Mercedes, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, and after a long time he replied in his usual tone: "Don't worry, I know it well."

While he was talking, his eyes were indifferent.

When did it start? He could no longer appreciate Noy's charm.

It was when she never looked directly at herself before, but now she had to bow her head to herself for the sake of power, but she still put on a lofty air and couldn't see the situation clearly

still is……

When you realize Liu Wan wants to leave

Si Han sat quietly in the car, leaning against the back seat with his eyes closed. In this narrow space, he suddenly realized that he really missed... the days when Liu Wan was by his side.

However, his status meant that he didn't have much free time, and not long after, his cell phone rang again.

He looked at the note displayed on the screen, and his eyes flashed a little impatiently.

"dad."

The person on the other end of the phone responded, and then mentioned: "I went out to play golf with that guy, Old Nuo, two days ago. He is very distressed about his precious daughter, and he mentioned them as a marriage. prepared."

"I remember that there will be an antique auction in this city two days ago, and I sent an invitation to the group, so you can attend it for me, see if there are any good things, take pictures and send them to Yiyi, so that old Nuo Don't worry, you won't be suspicious every day that his precious daughter will suffer from coming to our house."

Si Han responded lightly, "Okay."

However, Si Ya was not in a hurry to hang up, and just asked casually: "Where are you now?"

Si Han glanced at the driver and assistant standing outside the car, and said calmly: "Outside, I have something to deal with."

Si Ya said "Oh", and suddenly asked meaningfully: "Recently, I heard some bad rumors about your marriage with Yiyi in the group, do you know?"

Si Han said calmly, "What?"

The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone smiled and answered him after a while: "I decided to leave early and hand over the group to you because I believed in your vision and ability. You are still young and it doesn't matter if you make mistakes, but I think the person I'm looking at should be a smart person who can learn from his mistakes, don't you, son"

Si Han slowed down his breathing, "Of course, Dad, I will not let you down."

When the phone was hung up, Si Han's eyes became even more fierce, and he held the phone tightly.

He used to be unable to control anything, so he endured step by step and climbed to his current position. However, now that he has stood in the most glorious place, why does he still feel that he is struggling?

Countless lines were drawn around his body, making him exhausted even raising his hand to bring back the lover he had missed.

Si Han lowered his hand and squeezed out two words between his teeth: "Wanwan..."

how can i make you change your mind

……

now.

Sheng Yan, whom he was thinking about, was carried into his room by Lu Yirong in a daze amidst the system's bit by bit report.

"Congratulations to the host! Si Han's favorability for you has reached 20...25...30...35!"

"I noticed that your status is not right, would you like to turn off the live broadcast?"

Sheng Yan didn't care about so much, and chose to close following its inquiry. Due to her weakness, she even had difficulty directing her voice: "Lu, Mr. Lu..." Where is this?

She didn't have the strength to say the second part, so Lu Yirong could only coax her softly like before: "Well, I'm here."

Just then, her doorbell rang.

Thinking of what he ordered, Lu Yirong covered the little assistant with a quilt with complicated eyes, and when she pulled her sleeve to express her discomfort, she patiently patted her hand and replied: "Good boy, I'll be right back."

Under the eyes of the little assistant who looked like an abandoned pet dog, Lu Yirong went to the door, signed the order with the eyes of the errand purchasing agent who looked carefully at him, and quickly returned to the room, unpacked the things, and handed them over after disinfection. It was in Sheng Yan's hands.

She didn't even dare to turn her head away, afraid that once she saw this man's weak, pitiful and helpless appearance, she would not be able to bear it...wolf.

"You... I'll wait for you outside the door first, and call me if you have anything to do."

Lu Yirong couldn't sit still, so he got up and went out after stuffing his things, and even thoughtfully closed the door halfway.

A few unbearable hums came from the crack of the door. Lu Yirong listened outside the door dry-mouthed, his expression changed again and again, but soon he heard a coquettish whisper from inside: "Mr. Lu... Mr. Lu... ..."

Lu Yirong hurriedly turned back to open the door, and was about to ask what's the matter, when he saw the man wrapped in a quilt, revealing a face struggling with lust, the corners of his eyes were red, ready to shed tears at any time, like a flower with dewdrops on it. Clean little white flowers.

It makes people... want to ravage her severely.

"I... I have no strength, you, will you..." Lu Yirong heard her ask.

Lu Yirong: "...!"

Soon after--

There was a more intriguing whimpering sound from the bed, accompanied by whimpers that sometimes became lighter and heavier.

It wasn't until a round of battles came to an end that someone's sanity recovered a little bit, and he saw clearly who was "helping" her.

Sheng Yan: "!"

She felt that the hat of "workplace sexual-harassment" was getting closer and closer to her, and she was so frightened that she was almost out of her wits, and she apologized tremblingly:

"President Lu, yes, I'm sorry—"

The tears in the corners of her eyes were still wet, and there was clarity in her black pupils.

Looking into her clear eyes, Lu Yirong couldn't help feeling a little regretful in her heart, and she slowly lowered her head like a ghost, as if this way... she could not wake up from this muddled dream.

Sheng Yan watched the tear moles at the end of her eyes getting closer and closer to her, and she was a little stunned.

until……

There was a sudden heat on the lips.

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