Chapter 152

Fu Zheng frowned tightly: "ah Yang, don't you really have any thoughts about words? She is not bad, she is a goddess, and her character is good, but she is a Yan's ex-wife, and you are a Yan's brother. Think for yourself, is brother important or woman important? What's more, even if you choose a woman, do you think it's possible for words to look up to you? "

Ji Muyang didn't answer. He was silent for a long time. When Fu Zheng thought he couldn't hear his voice, he opened his mouth faintly. He seemed to be smiling, but there was a boundless silence.

"I think too much. I just think that ah Yan is not a man. He torments a woman like this."

From the busy club, came out.

The night wind blowing, clearly with the heat of midsummer, but Lu Yan felt a little cold, those chills, as if infiltrated into the bone marrow, bring bursts of shivering.

He got into the car, started it, stepped on the gas and drove out of the parking lot of the club.

The address of the clubhouse is a little bit partial. He will pass by the wharf. From a distance, he will see the spark fishing lights on the wharf. The sea is sparkling, reflecting the luster of the stars.

Half a year ago, he and Yanyu stood against each other here.

Lu Yan takes back his eyes. The car turns around the corner and slowly drives to the old house. The street lights are backing back little by little. The lights are scattered. After shuttling through the neon world, it's cold and lonely.

The old house is located in the suburban mountainous area.

The street lamp is more and more fragmentary, and Lu Yan's eyes on the driver's seat are more and more dim.

There is no light in the old house. It's not as bright as it used to be. After all, Zhou Yun is no longer there, and so are the words. Lu yantui opened the door, did not turn on the light, and walked slowly upstairs in the dark.

Perhaps it was the sound of Lu Yan's footsteps that suddenly opened the door of the study.

Lu Chengguo was wearing a nightgown, presbyopic glasses and a document in his hand. He looked up at Lu Yan and said, "are you back?"

"Well." Lu Yan pursed his lips.

"When do you go to London?"

"Two more days."

Lu Chengguo: "did you go to see Yu today?"

Lu Yan clenched his fist tightly: "No."

"I didn't look at the little stars, either."

"Well."

Lu Chengguo's chest heaved: "when something happened at home that day, I was away and on a business trip, so I don't know exactly what happened. Even if you don't go to see it today, you don't have to go in the future. Anyway, they are divorced. If you want to break it, you should break it thoroughly. "

Lu Yan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, saying nothing.

Lu Chengguo has been really busy recently. He spends most of his time in company meetings, or on business trips. He hardly spends much time at home.

He took a look at Lu Yan and said, "people want to look forward. After this, everything will be gone."

Lu Yan's eyelashes are drooping and his lips are straight.

Lu Chengguo: "the fund I set up for little star, today I also injected money into the fund. I found a special manager to help manage it, and I also found a lawyer to transfer it to Yanyu."

"Well, you're in charge. It's hard work, Dad."

"How is the Cheng family?"

"It's OK. The housekeeper has some skills. With him, most of the agitation of the Cheng family is still suppressed."

Lu Chengguo frowned slightly. In fact, housekeeper Cheng is far more than housekeeper. He is the right-hand man of the Cheng family. He helps the housekeeper manage many things and manage countless businesses.

Wide network and strong ability.

It's really good.

"Your mother's dereliction of duty this time The child... " Lu Chengguo said a few more words and went back to his room. Lu Yan also went into the bedroom. His cold eyes wandered around the bedroom. The temperature of the central air conditioner was adjusted a little low, and the bed was covered with a large velvet quilt, which looked soft. The window was closed, and the white and complex lace curtain was gently hanging down.

He remembers that Yu once said he liked the curtain.

Lu Yan's chest heaved, took his bathrobe, went into the bathroom, turned on the tap and sprinkled water with the sprinkler. He took off his clothes and stood under the sprinkler.

Warm water from the beginning of the water, from the forehead seeping into the eyes, and then a little bit down, along the cold and hard chin line, rolling.

Lu Yan tightened his lips, closed his eyes and rolled his Adam's apple. He didn't know what he was thinking.

After taking a bath, Lu Yan wrapped up his bathrobe, took a glass of red wine, opened the landing door, and went to the balcony. He stood by the railing, overlooking the whole city from the hillside. The lights were scattered and the traffic was rolling. The sky of the city seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

There is a cold wind.

He looked up and poured down the glass of red wine. The wine rolled down his throat and into his stomach, cold and burning.

His hand on the railing, only feel empty between the chest and abdomen lonely, cold wind penetrated into his heart, as if the blade in the chest, filled with blood.

Lu Yan suddenly gave birth to a loss. When he was silent in the middle of the night, he always felt like a walking corpse.That hard heart, but opened a soft opening.

Think of people, think heartache.

He didn't know what to do next. Divorce and power didn't give him the relief he imagined, nor did they bring him some pleasure.

His heart sank a little bit, as if it had fallen into the depths of the sea. The sea water poured back into his ears and lungs, plundering his breath.

Lu Yan will stay in China for two days, but he doesn't know how to arrange these two days.

He wanted to go to a private hospital, where his mother was But he calmed down for a long time and didn't go.

He thought of words again, but he soon rejected them.

He clenched his fingers and squeezed the flesh in the palm of his hand.

Lu Chengguo had already gone to Lu's group. There were only some servants in the villa. Lu Yan went downstairs and saw the strange faces of those servants. He was in a trance. Then he reflected that the original servants had already been replaced by him.

He ate his breakfast quietly, but when he ate breakfast, his mind didn't stop turning. For nearly two years, unconsciously, he had already remembered the preference of words.

She likes porridge, most like white porridge, followed by okra shrimp porridge, she also likes to eat fried dough sticks.

She can make all kinds of breakfast.

It's just that he can't eat any more.

As soon as he thought about the future, he didn't know who, maybe Qin rang, would eat breakfast until she made it. His jealousy could not help but burn. His heart was like being held by an invisible hand.

It's hard to change a person's habits. He's not used to the days when words are not there. In the past six months at Cheng's home, he has been abusing himself. He has been reading everything about Cheng's words carefully. He has gradually learned about Cheng's growth experience, his character, his thoughts and his love for words.