As evening approached, the sun set in the west. The sunset glow was as red as fire, lighting up the sails and masts of the ship.

The beautiful bride and her husband stood on an arched stone bridge. Her wedding dress was immaculately white and she held a bouquet - onlookers caught up with a wedding.

The wedding dinner is about to begin. The restaurant has arranged roses in the dining room, with goose yellow and pale pink roses tied into a bouquet, showing their fragrant fragrance.

Zhou Yang stepped ashore, turned around, and became interested: "How about we go back later? Watch the bridegroom and bride's first dance, and feel happy."

"Come on, let's go home first," Lu Chen said with a smile. "When your daughter Qianping gets married, we can sit down and enjoy the joy of young people."

Zhou Yang held up his hat and felt disappointed: "I had an idea before - your son and my daughter will hold weddings on the same day, and we were very happy to see them. Two days ago, my daughter heard that she could meet tomorrow here.

Far away, she is looking forward to it."

Zhou Yang's eyes relaxed at the mention of his daughter.

Lu Chen said jokingly: "My son did not come alone, he also brought Su Jingshan's granddaughter. When Su Qiao was in Rome, you said you wanted to kill her to get rid of the trouble. I think the trouble was not eliminated, but became worse.

It’s getting longer.”

"Old Lu, time is tight and we haven't found a suitable candidate," Zhou Yang complained, not intending to hide it from Lu Chen. "They booked a hotel a few days in advance, so I thought of looking for someone. Tell me, Su Qiao

How could a young girl beat John? As it happened, Lu Mingyuan was also there."

He clasped his hands behind his back and walked forward along a stone road: "If Su Qiao and his family can attack Su Jingshan, they won't take us two seriously. Speaking of which, Su Qiao's father is also a dog jumping over the wall.

When you were forced to do nothing, why did you plan a car accident? No one knows those reasons better than the two of us. I also didn't expect that Su Jingshan cheated his own son."

Lu Chen smiled but didn't answer.

He stopped and looked up to admire the ancient buildings.

Two bodyguards in plain clothes followed him. Those bodyguards were sturdy and muscular. In terms of age, they were about the same age as Lu Mingyuan.

Lu Chen whispered to the bodyguard and made a gesture.

A few steps away, Zhou Yang looked back and said: "The people of the Su family are basically in China. The sky is high and the emperor is far away, so it is difficult to handle."

Lu Chen felt relieved.

He didn't want to return to China. Firstly, the business he could control was abroad. He couldn't compete for the domestic share, and he couldn't win. Secondly, it was because Su Jingshan had a keen eye, a keen eye for every detail, and had been cunning all his life.

In the end, he could be killed.

——Not to mention him, Lu Chen?

Su Qiao's father was not the only one on his list of suspects.

But right now, he still has a door to clean up.

He suddenly laughed low and said to Zhou Yang: "Su Jingshan has raised three sons, and none of them are economical. However, I am a fool who takes five steps and laughs at a hundred steps. My own sons don't take me seriously."

Lu Mingyuan always advised me to let go and give up my current business... A few years ago, for the first time, I mentioned that he wanted to write a letter to the UK to report our company. Isn’t that fun? "

After Lu Chen finished speaking, he sighed: "You are a white-eyed wolf who makes your own decisions."

He said this without looking sideways.

"Children should always be raised by your side, otherwise they will be taught badly by the teachers at school." Zhou Yang stretched out his finger, nodded briefly, and talked about parenting, "Things in the world are not black and white. They

don't know."

The road ahead was different from the one we came from, branching into an alley.

As Zhou Yang walked away, he asked, "Old Lu, what is Mingyuan thinking now?"

Lu Chen laughed at himself: "He, he wants to return to China."

Two high walls enclose a narrow passage, allowing only one person to pass through it alone. In Chinese Feng Shui, this is called a "natural chasm", which indicates bad luck and bad luck.

The lamps are getting brighter, the setting sun is dimming. Rocks are flying and sand is rolling on the street, and the wind is blowing.

That night, neither Lu Chen nor Zhou Yang came back.

Lu Chen called his son and told him that he had something to do and that he was going to Rome and would come to Venice in a few days. He also told his secretary that he would help take care of the house and told Lu Mingyuan not to worry about anything and just travel as much as he wanted to relax.

However, the secretary only came once.

He picked up Zhou Qiping who was reluctant in every possible way.

Su Qiao and Lu Mingyuan were the only ones left in this hidden room.

While Lu Mingyuan wasn't paying attention, Su Qiao went to Lu Chen's study. She picked the door lock, put on a pair of gloves, and searched the entire room - but found nothing.

Su Qiao said: "Let's move out, it's too boring here."

Lu Mingyuan followed her advice, picked up his suitcase, and checked into another hotel.

It was already July, the number of tourists increased sharply, and the weather was getting warmer.

Shen Man gave Su Qiao a report. It was a thick stack, which showed her meticulousness and attentiveness. Su Qiao took a fancy to this aspect of Shen Man and never treated her poorly. When she opened the document bag, Su Qiao's mood

It's also very complicated.

It's July, she thought to herself, and it's almost too late.

It was getting late, the sea was rolling outside the window, the gauze curtain was rolled up by the wind, and was pulled closed by Lu Mingyuan.

He had just taken a shower and the towel was hung around his shoulders.

The day is coming to an end, and darkness has settled in the field of vision. Only the sound of sea water lapping on the stone steps breaks the silence of this moment.

"Don't turn on the light," Su Qiao suddenly said, "I want to lie down for a few minutes."

Occasionally she would feel tired, so she would lie on the bed and look at the curtains with complicated textures, like a sleeping beauty among the roses, with her long hair spread all over the soft pillow.

Lu Mingyuan said: "Are you too tired these two days? You can look at this bag of documents tomorrow."

He helped her clear away the papers scattered on the edge of the bed, and accidentally saw a few lines of words - on January 16 this year, the board of directors resolved to once again put the plan to acquire Manulife on the agenda...

The so-called "Manulife Company" is Su Qiao's father's company.

Before Lu Mingyuan could think about it, Su Qiao stretched out her little finger and hooked his finger.

On the bedside table, there is a bottle of canned drink, which is slightly cold and has not been opened.

Su Qiao stood up and sat down on her knees, using the dim light in the room to remove the iron ring of the can.

She pinched the ring, put it on Lu Mingyuan's ring finger, and playfully said to him like a proposal, "You care about me so much every day, and you seem to be a different person. Then I will give you a ring."

Lu Mingyuan had already figured out her character.

He knew she was joking, so he cooperated: "Is this a ring? I'll buy another can of beer and make a matching ring for you."

"We usually buy and sell goods and add stories in advertisements," Su Qiao took off the hoop and put it on the bedside table, "For example, a range hood that has been inherited for fifty years, or the secret yogurt of longevity village."

Su Qiao held up Lu Mingyuan's hand: "That ring means that no matter good or bad times, rich or poor, happy or sad..."

She is reciting her wedding vows.

Before he could finish the last sentence, "I will always love you as before," Lu Mingyuan grabbed her wrist and pushed her onto the bed. Because he didn't have enough strength, the pillow and mattress trembled.

Approaching the coast, the tides rise and fall, and the night peeks in.

No one lights the lamp, and reverie takes over.

Lu Mingyuan lowered the bed curtains and slowly hugged Su Qiao tightly. He held her waist and lay on her side safely. His voice was a little hoarse: "I took what you just said seriously. Don't tell me you were joking."

Su Qiao said "Yeah".

Like vines wrapped around a tree, she leaned into his arms.

Lu Mingyuan lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips.

The breath on his body was warm enough to melt a piece of ice. Su Qiao was always greedy. She quietly unbuttoned his buttons and traced his neck, collarbone, and shoulders. It was like waking up from a dream, and she got what she wanted.

Lu Mingyuan stopped, and said against her ear: "Don't continue."

Even though he said that, he still held the tip of her ear obscenely, letting the loose hair slide across his face, and mumbled in a very low voice: "It's hard, it will take a while to soften."

Su Qiao turned on the bedside lamp.

Under the lamp, her long hair was messy, her clothes were disheveled, her collar slipped from her shoulders, and her skin was so fair that it almost reflected light. When she sat sideways, her graceful and straight back was very close to Lu Mingyuan.

"I remember..." Su Qiao rummaged through the bedside table, "I bought condoms in the supermarket yesterday."

Lu Mingyuan took a deep breath.

He heard Su Qiao continue: "I checked, and it's not good for your health to hold it in all the time. Have you ever taken a sex education class? How were your grades in that class? I have no practical experience, so I rely on you.

."

Su Qiao quickly found a box of Du Reis.

She always pretends to be relaxed to cover up her nervousness.

Lu Mingyuan didn't know this. He hugged Su Qiao from behind, and his fingers penetrated into her clothes, stopping on her plump breasts to build a wall, which suddenly stood up and then fell flat. He should have been kissing her, on the back of her neck.

Feeling warm and soft, I finally heard the sound of the zipper of my pants being unzipped.

The light was still on, and Lu Mingyuan gently coaxed her: "Open your legs, Xiao Qiao."

He has rarely been this gentle since they met.

Su Qiao became fascinated.

It hurt the moment she entered, and she regretted it again, complaining: "You... are too big, it hurts."

——The complaint was swallowed up in the deep kiss, and the bed curtains trembled. Lu Mingyuan straightened his waist and began to thrust. The force was very heavy, often sinking all the way in, and pushing straight to the innermost part. He tightened her tightly again and again.
Chapter completed!