Lu Mingyuan walked around He Anbai and blocked the front of the study. He reached out to hold Su Qiao, but she took a step back and avoided it.

"Let's go to the door to talk," Su Qiao laughed. "The road here is narrow and it's inconvenient."

Lu Mingyuan came back to his senses, was startled for a moment, and looked at her as if nothing had happened.

She fiddled with her hair as usual, and her hair was black and shiny, as smooth as satin. She noticed Lu Mingyuan's gaze, her fingers suddenly froze, and she half-raised her face with a dull expression: "What a coincidence, you guessed that I'm here."

"When did you come? When you left, there was no sound," Lu Mingyuan said casually, "I thought you were still in the bedroom."

Su Qiao patted He Anbai on the shoulder, followed him forward, and answered with his back to Lu Mingyuan: "I came out at seven o'clock..."

At seven o'clock in the morning, Lu Mingyuan was still sleeping.

Earlier, he knew that Su Qiao had gotten up, so he pulled her into the quilt and kissed her again and again. Su Qiao was disheveled and allowed him to rub her as much as he wanted. Her skin was fair and delicate, as if she could squeeze out water. Lu Mingyuan couldn't bear to pinch her.

——What if it hurts her? Except for the first night, he doesn't want her to hurt anymore. He just can't put it down.

When the love reached its peak, he was still enjoying himself and listened to Su Qiao's breathing with great pleasure.

Reality treats him so favorably.

The best dreams are nothing more than this.

The sky is clear and blue, and the light of dawn is shining brightly.

Su Qiao's voice was very soft, like a hook, engraved with tenderness: "Well...have you kissed me enough? It's six o'clock now, you continue to sleep. I woke up and couldn't fall asleep."

So if you calculate it carefully, three hours ago, they were in love with each other and were inseparable.

But now, Su Qiao was more willing to talk to He Anbai than to Lu Mingyuan who was left aside.

Lu Mingyuan called out to her: "Xiao Qiao?"

Su Qiao stopped but did not turn around.

It happened that Lu Chen came out of the study. He took a puff of cigarette and smiled kindly: "Mingyuan, you are here too."

The smoke rings were like mist, floating endlessly and blending into the wind until they were completely transparent. Lu Chen put his hands on his son's shoulders and spoke with a smell of smoke: "Xiao Qiao is going back to China soon, please say hello to her.

"

Lu Mingyuan frowned slightly and remained silent.

He hasn't sorted out the cause and effect yet. He just heard that Su Qiao was going back to China, and he guessed that she probably got the will. Lu Mingyuan asked his father about the will earlier, but Lu Chen didn't reveal even a word about it.

If Su Qiao were in charge, the result would be completely different.

It was impossible for Lu Chen to confess to his son, and Su Qiao was not honest either. They spent twenty minutes together in the study room, adhering to the principle of discussion, and settled the relevant matters. Just as Lu Chen expected, Su Qiao took the document and agreed to give it up

Lu Mingyuan.

Even she herself said: "The water in our house is very deep, and ordinary people cannot cross it."

Lu Chen opened the door for her personally and agreed: "Don't talk about ordinary people, your grandfather didn't even step over. He had a car accident in January, and the murderer was still not found in July... Lu Mingyuan is not deeply involved in the world, so you let him live."

——Lu Mingyuan is not deeply involved in the world, so let him live.

Su Qiao clutched the will tightly and didn't answer a word.

It was relatively easy to deal with Lu Chen, but the difficult part was how to face Lu Mingyuan.

In front of Lu Shen, Su Qiao fulfilled the agreement and said, "Lu Mingyuan, you held an art exhibition a few months ago and the results were quite good. Now go home and follow the agency closely. I guarantee you a bright future."

Her tone was polite, distant, and a bit... condescending.

If it were normal, Lu Mingyuan would be irritated. He has a bad temper and lacks tolerance, but his bottom line has been lowered again and again because of Su Qiao.

Su Qiao tried her best to control her emotions, her palms trembled slightly, but she held the document very steadily: "You'd better forget what happened during this period. Maybe you think like me, the two of us are not suitable for each other...

Fortunately, we have only known each other for a few months, so it is just in time to stop now."

What on earth is she talking about?

It was just in time, but she was able to speak out.

Anger and doubt intertwined, and Lu Mingyuan became more and more silent.

He put his hand on a painting on the edge of the corridor and squeezed the walnut frame with force, making the walnut frame creak.

Lu Chen was satisfied and reassured. He suddenly sighed and said: "Mingyuan, this matter is not simple, so don't blame Xiao Qiao. Dad knows that you are serious, but you are also old, so you have to think about it."

Reality, Xiao Qiao has her choice, you have to respect others."

The brilliance of a loving father shines in him, and he even suggested: "If you have any ideas, don't keep them in your heart. Speak out and have a good chat with others."

Lu Chen used this method to quickly clear up the relationship.

He watched Su Qiao and Lu Mingyuan go out.

Perhaps because there was not enough oxygen in the room, Su Qiao could not breathe smoothly and her heart was tightened. It was like someone was taking a hammer and starting from the top of her heart in an attempt to break her into pieces - and the reason why she was in so much pain was because

Part of the reason was that she didn't expect her reaction to be so big.

Lu Mingyuan crushed her will.

Her lips were bloodless.

In order to cover up this, Su Qiao put the documents into her bag, took out a tube of lipstick, applied it lightly, and then pursed her lips. When she looked at Lu Mingyuan, her face was still radiant.

Lu Mingyuan walked out of the door and immediately said: "My dad asked you to talk like that?"

He harbored a glimmer of hope: "If you break up with me, can you get the will? Okay, now that we've finished talking, we've got the will. I won't take it seriously."

Su Qiao was about to speak when, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a crack in the door. She couldn't guess whether Lu Chen had sent someone to eavesdrop - she and Lu Mingyuan were still standing on the steps.

Her mind was empty and she said in a hoarse voice: "It's not what you think."

Lu Mingyuan stood face to face with her. Out of instinct, he did not want to think about the worst. He still remembered the passionate affection this morning. Even when he closed his eyes, all he could think of was Su Qiao and him having sex and stealing.

Whisper.

But she said: "I'm sorry for you. I used you to get close to Lu Chen. Now that I have got the will, you are useless. Your profession is an artist. How many normal people have you seen who play art? You and I live in a completely different world.

In different circles...you wouldn't really think that we have a future."

Not only Lu Mingyuan, but also He Anbai took a breath.

He booked three tickets. She would take off that night and return to Beijing tomorrow. Su Qiao's driver would pick her up at the airport. There were a lot of things waiting for her in the company, and Su Qiao's parents were waiting eagerly. In contrast,

, Lu Mingyuan is really not worth mentioning.

To put it bluntly, he should know his position.

Lu Mingyuan stood there, silently, and held Su Qiao's hand again. He squeezed Su Qiao so hard that he almost broke it.

"Is your brain flooded?" Lu Mingyuan pulled her out with violent movements, ignoring He Anbai's presence. "Lu Chen poured some soup into you. If you keep talking nonsense..."

It was the first time he cursed Su Qiao.

It was obvious that he was reaching his limit.

That handsome face has long lost its calmness, and there is still only Su Qiao in his eyes.

Su Qiao took out a stone with Xiao Qiao written on the front and Lu Mingyuan written on the back - it was what Lu Mingyuan gave to her last night.

He worked on it all afternoon.

A few steps away is the sparkling water of the bay.

Su Qiao clenched her fingers and threw the stone without hesitation.

A small circle of ripples spread around the stone that sank to the bottom of the water. Lu Mingyuan thought of what Su Qiao had just said. What did she say? She said, Lu Mingyuan, you'd better forget what happened during this time.

At this moment, he was so angry that he lost his mind.

Because what Su Qiao said makes perfect sense.

She had been lying to him from the beginning. After getting the will through him, he no longer had any use value, and there was no need for her to compromise.

"Are you that kind of person?" Lu Mingyuan grabbed Su Qiao's sleeve and suddenly pulled her aside. "In order to achieve your goal, you will do whatever it takes to go to bed with me? I have put away the iron ring you gave me.

, what you recited is a wedding vow, how do you want to cheat on it?"

He tried his best to restrain himself and kept his voice very low to ensure that He Anbai could not hear it.

He still wore the black chain on his wrist.

He's so nice.

Su Qiao thought to herself.

But there is no good person in the Su family. That kind of dirty place is really not suitable for him. With Lu Mingyuan's temperament and his relationship with her, Su Zhan will probably kill him.
Chapter completed!