MTL - A Warm Wedding and A New Bride of Young Master Lu-Chapter 307 Lu Boyan, we are divorced (2)

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Lu’s car parked in front of the “Junsheng Hotel”.

The doorman greeted him and opened the door for Lu Boyan. Polite greetings: "Mr. Lu, good evening."

Lu Jianyan slightly decapitated, stepped into the hotel, followed the waiter to the 4th floor private room.

Unexpectedly, Fang Qize arrived long ago, and in the large private room, only Fang Qize was alone.

Han Ruoxi did not come, Shen Yuechuan made a wrong conclusion?

In any case, Lu Jianyan relaxed his vigilance.

"Mr. Lu, sit." Fang Qize gestured to the waiter to pour the wine to Lu Boyan. The waiter nodded a little, and the delicate goblet was quickly filled with a quarter of the red liquid.

Lu Jianyan took off his coat and handed it to another waiter. Before he was seated, Fang Qize raised a toast at him. He smiled and sipped his drink to show his courtesy.

Fang Qize watched him put down his goblet, helped the glasses, and gave two waiters two big bills as a tip: "You don't need your service here."

After staying in this place for a long time, the waiter naturally understood the meaning of Fang Qize, nodded and thanked, and quickly left.

This move has no deep meaning. Lu Jianyan shook the red wine in the cup: "What do Mr. Fang want to talk to me? Is it inconvenient for others to hear?"

Fang Qize smiled and smiled: "I have carefully read the information of Lu's. Although the current situation is not very optimistic, I believe Lu's foundation and Mr. Lu's strength. This is why I reconsidered to support Lu's loan. ”

Speaking of this, Fang Qize deliberately paused, Lu thinyan and he touched the cup and sipped the wine, and said slowly: "But you did not sign the loan. What are the concerns of Mr. Fang?"

"I don't have any concerns." Fang Qize smiled, and the eyes behind the lens showed the light. "I just have a request."

Lu Jianyan stopped shaking the red wine in the cup, and his cool eyes cast on Fang Qize: "Please say."

Fang Qize thought for a moment and stood up: "Mr. Lu, you still talk to Ruo."

The door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, and Han Ruoxi, who came with sunglasses, walked in. Fang Qize nodded to her and turned to the private room.

In the elegant and spacious private room, only Lu Shaoyan and Han Ruowei are left.

Lu Jianyan only slightly surprised: "Miss Han, what are you talking to?"

“How important is Huinan Bank’s loan to you now?” Han Ruoxi did not answer.

"It's very important." Lu Jianyan bluntly said, "Because of the funding problem, Lu's share price has fallen, many projects have stalled, and new cooperation can't be discussed... Without this loan, Lu will soon face bankruptcy."

Han Ruoxi sat down, and Mei Hao stared at Lu Xiaoyan for a moment: "I can help you get this loan."

Lu Boyan said with an unclear smile: "I know." Suddenly, "What do you want?"

"I want - you!" Han Ruoxi smiled and bluntly said, "Now you are trapped, what other valuable things do you have except you?"

Lu Boyan’s unfathomable squatting bottom passed through a cold light, just to open, but Han Ruoxi took a step forward:

"Don't rush to reject me." Han Ruoqiang ordered a cigarette. "I don't ask you to divorce Su Jianan. I know that this is impossible. I only need you one night. Tomorrow morning, Huinan Bank's loan will go to Lu. On account."

"...Why did you become like this?" Lu Boyan looked at Han Ruoxuan as if he was looking at a poor lost lamb.

At the beginning, he decided to hold Han Ruoqiang, in addition to her appearance and acting, more because she is different.

At that time, her hard work and disappointment made her an indescribable aura than the female artist who had just debuted. He once thought that Han Ruoxi would always remain proud and become a chaotic entertainment circle. A different one.

But after all, she was dyed with this dyeing tank.

"Why don't you know?" Han Ruoqi smiled bitterly. "Lu Boyan, I became like this today, and I was forced by you!"

Said, Han Ruoqiang suddenly lost control: "Because you, I am desperate to take pictures, and I am thinking about the role when I eat. I am honing my acting skills, thinking that when I shine on the international stage, I will be worthy of you. What about you? You got married and told me that you love that woman!"

Lu Boyan looked faint: "I told you at the beginning that we have no possibility."

"Ha..." Han Ruoqi suddenly smiled.

Yes, Lu Shaoyan clearly told her that she was always his friend, his company’s artist, but

"But I am not willing!" Han Ruoxi almost crushed the goblet in his hand. "You don't even give me a chance to get married. How can I be willing?"

Lu Jianyan never thought about the relationship with Han Ruoyu and his friends. How can she give her a chance? Let’s say that the attitude is unclear. Hey, isn’t it really hurt and disrespect for her?

The words were on the lips, but I looked at Han Ruo's hand and looked at her almost crazy look. Lu Boyan knew that Han Ruojun was not the Han Ruoxi he first knew.

There is no need to explain it.

He got up and left, but at the moment he stood up, he turned around and felt dizzy without warning.

He subconsciously supported the table, and this did not fall down with a wolverine.

Closed his eyes, trying to make himself awake, the feeling of dizziness is getting more and more serious, his reason and consciousness are being swallowed by inch by inch.

He is not sick, how can he suddenly do this?

Lu Jianyan looked at Han Ruoxi with the last effort. She still sat in the chair with the attitude she had just made. It was not unexpected and not nervous about his sudden situation.

They are doing their hands and feet in his wine!

Lu Shaoyan's hands clenched into fists, and the nails fell deeply into the palm of his hand. Only the pain of the skin can keep him awake.

"Han Ruoqiang, what are you doing?"

Han Ruoqiang came over and gently supported Lu Shaoyan, and the well-maintained hand touched his face: "Tomorrow will be fine, you can rest assured."

What she wants to do is self-evident.

Lu Jianyan’s glimpse of the light, open the hand of Han Ruojun: “Roll!”

Han Ruoqiang was pushed back two steps. After standing still, he suddenly laughed and called out a phone call: "His drug effect has gone on, come in."

Lu Boyan guessed who Han Ruoxi called, and saw the knife on the table. The person who would push the door in the door was Fang Qize.

Fang Qize came over and helped him: "Mr. Lu, let's go."

Lu Jianyan blinked. In the next second, he had already picked up the knife holder and went to Fang Qize's throat: "I don't care what you and Han Ruoqiang's plan are, stop now, I can let you go."

"Even if you really dare to kill me, trust me, now you don't have that strength."

Fang Qize suddenly had a tone of fearlessness. He flickered and grabbed Lu’s hand holding a knife. Lu Jianyan tried to earn two times, but found that he was getting more and more energy.

Han Ruojun came over and took the knife from Lu Shaoyan’s hand: "Don’t talk nonsense, take him down!"

Lu Shaoyan’s dizziness became more and more serious, and his strength was lost. He thought of calling.

The phone can not be said in the pocket of the jacket, even if he can get the phone, it may not be able to see what is displayed on the screen.

Han Ruoxi and Fang Qize took Lu Shaoyan away from the hotel in such a grandiose way, and no one on the road noticed anomalies.

In such a place where entertainment occurs every day, guests who are drunk and need someone to walk can not have 100 or 80 every day. Lu Jianyan’s look is like drunkenness. Naturally, there is no waiter asking.

Out of the hotel, a cold wind rushed to the face, Lu Jianyan's mind was sober, he seized Han Ruo's hand: "You are not afraid of being blocked?"

Han Ruoxi smiled and said: "I am not afraid. Even if you wake up tomorrow, you will not block me, I will be blocked one day."

At the moment of trading with Kangrui City, she has already got rid of it.

After getting on the bus, Lu Jianyan gradually could not stay awake, and his mind became more and more faint.

The moment before the loss of consciousness, Su Jianan’s face emerged in his mind, unconsciously whispering her name:

"Jian An..."

Han Ruoxi did not hear it for a while, asked Fang Qize: "What did he say?"

Fang Qize heard it clearly, and hesitated and said: "It seems to be calling his wife's name."

Han Ruoxi's face changed, and the beautiful face was twisted like a snake.

But in the next second, all her grievances turned into a sneer from the throat -

This time I still think about Su Jianan.

Oh, he will never guess, this idea is Su Jianan!

An hour later, the car was parked in front of a villa in the suburbs. Han Ruoxi first got off the bus to open the door. Fang Qize then sent the Lu Maoyan, who had fallen into a coma, to the master bedroom on the second floor.

Looking at the unconscious man on the bed, Han Ruoxi smiled, closed the door and turned to the other side Kaize said: "Thank you."

Fang Qize took off his glasses: "Helping you so much, I don't want to thank you."

"I know." Han Ruoxi said, "You can rest assured that someone will send things to your apartment tomorrow. However, you should stay a little longer and don't ruin your good future."

Fang Qize smiled and gave a meaningful look at the smoke in Han Ruoqiang's hand: "You still have to keep it for yourself."

Han Ruoxi’s face changed: “What do you mean?”

"Don't pretend." Fang Qize clicked on the chin of Han Ruoxuan's cigarette case. "You obviously are also touching, why bother? Don't worry, I won't tell your secret. Have a chance, together."

The broker did not notice her, but Fang Qize has already seen it?

Han Ruoxi’s death is in the face of Fang Qize, but the young man is waving easily to her to show goodbye and turn around.

After a long while, he calmed down and Han Ruoxi returned to the room.

Lu Boyan was lying in bed, falling asleep, not seeing the coldness and alienation in the weekdays, more like a person who was tired and rested at home.

Han Ruosheng gave birth to the illusion that Lu Jianyan was always here and lived with her.

She sat down at the bed, leaned down and fell on Lu's chest.

I have known him for so many years and loved him for so many years. He was so close to this man for the first time, and he did not push her away.

In my heart, I have already met.

Han Ruoqiang reached out and greedily hugged Lu Shaoyan. I don’t know if it was too big or Lu Shaoyan was too alert. He moved and seemed to wake up, and his voice was weak:

"Jian An?"

Han Ruoxi did not dare to speak out, but hugged him. Lu Shaoyan’s knowledge was not clear enough. Maybe she mistakenly regarded her as Su Jianan and fumbled and hugged her.

But at the moment when he met Han Ruoqiang, Lu Jianyan suddenly found out that he was wrong. He opened his eyes and saw the woman lying on him.

As soon as he frowned, he tried his best and pushed the unprepared Han Ruoyong down.

He supported it. He didn't expect this action to run out of strength. The whole person fell to the bed again.

Han Ruoqi climbed up and looked at Lu Shaoyan sadly: "You are so reluctant to approach me?"

Lu Boyan’s eyes are as cold as a knife: “Roll!”

Han Ruoqiang pulled down the tie of Lu Shaoyan: "I advise you not to waste your efforts, the efficacy will only become stronger and stronger, and it will not be able to leave here tomorrow."

She took the clothes into the bathroom, and Lu Yanyan opened the quilt and sat down for a while. She gradually gained a little strength and went out of bed without hesitation.

But that point is not enough for him to go twenty steps, he fell to the door of the room.

The moment before the consciousness was blurred again, he saw the wall clock on the wall showing ten points.

At this time, Jane is waiting for him to go home...