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Lu Yu looked as if he had suddenly fallen from the clouds into an ice cave, as he watched Chen Huan walk towards Rollin in a daze.

The driver dressed in Armani had already walked forward a few steps, personally opening the car door for Chen Huan.

"Also, Miss, I have already prepared the information about the club that you plan to buy in the gambling den …" the secretary called after him.

"No need!" Chen Huan climbed into the car with her head lowered, and suddenly stopped, turning her head around to look at Lu Yu who was staring at her in disbelief, and the BMW girl who was completely shocked speechless.

"The two of you are indeed compatible..." After thinking about it for a while, Chen Huan still planned to give the couple a few words, "I hope that you two can live a blissful life to the end, and live together until the end of your lives …"

With that said, Chen Huan got into the car. That foreign girl called Alvalia glanced at Lu Yu lightly, smiled and didn't say anything as she slid onto Lu Yu's shoulders and got on the car.

Finally, the driver in the Armani suit got back into the driver's seat. Under the breathtaking gazes of everyone on the street, the stunning Rolls-Royce quietly flew past the streets of the Eighteenth Lane and disappeared into the traffic.

"F * ck!" Instantly, he realized that the dishes on the table were all prepared by Chen Huan. Both of Lu Yu's eyes were completely red, and he bit his lips. He looked at Chen Huan who was leaving, and turned back to stare at the BMW girl beside her.

Chen Huan, who was sitting in the Rolls Royce, looked at the scenery outside the car with a weird gaze. The driver and the flirtatious secretary beside her did not speak.

A luxury car was a luxury car. Along the way, there were many times when the driver didn't even honk his horn. When the cars on both sides of the road noticed the car, they intentionally kept their distance.

As for the traffic lights at the intersection, no one dared to cut in or block them. Chen Huan was clear about their thoughts, if they were to have any conflict with this car, it would be a tragedy.

There were millions of luxurious cars, and those who wanted to touch the porcelain would feel a sense of fear when they saw it, let alone an ordinary car.

Thinking about how he would normally ride a lousy electric car and be bugged by cars, Chen Huan once again confirmed one thing: It was good to be rich. In this world, being rich was everything!

Within ten or so minutes, Rolls-Royce was already far away from 18 alleys and was about to get onto the M city's highway.

Chen Huan had been waiting. According to her understanding of Lu Yu, she knew that he would definitely call her.

In the quiet carriage, the song of "Big Sister" suddenly rang out.

"Big sis, you're so beautiful, like the blue moon on a tree, kissing my face in a sweet and leisurely manner, I will always have a good dream …"

Chen Huan took out her "Little Hornet" phone. The phone screen was jumping, showing a call from a "husband by blood".

"Husband by blood" was precisely Lu Yu, the contact name card stored on her phone, she had not had the time to modify it yet.

This call was completely within Chen Huan's expectations.

She took a deep breath and handed the phone to the pretty secretary at her side.

The pretty female secretary nodded, took the phone from Chen Huan and pressed speaker.

"Little Huan …" Lu Yu's exasperated voice came out of the phone: "Why are you lying to me, why are you hiding these things from me? We've been together for four years, did I not do well enough? "I was wrong, I …"

The pretty female secretary looked at Chen Huan, who nodded. Then the secretary said, "Hello, Mr. Luyu. Immanuel Chenhuan, 'slifeasant. Iamresponsibleforandlingthe affairsof the younglady. WhatcanItelyou? "

(Hello, Mr. Lu Yu.) I am Miss Chen Huan's living assistant, I am in charge of handling Miss Chen Huan's daily affairs, if you have anything you would like to say to me.)

The voice on the other end of the line suddenly stopped. It was as if Lu Yu had never thought that the person who answered the phone would be the woman called Alvalia.

"Oh... Smallhuan... Iwanttotalktoher... Ah... As for Little Huan … I want to talk to her. )

Although Lu Yu was the same as Chen Huan, who had studied fashion design in university, after graduation, he had always worked in a foreign trade company. Understanding some English wasn't a problem for him, but his way of speaking sounded like he was stuttering.

The pretty female secretary switched to Chinese and said seriously, "You have already wasted too much of young miss' time, and young miss is very disappointed! You know, Miss originally thought that you would be the true love she found after returning home! "

"But, Mr. Lu, it turns out that you are not! "Therefore, please don't waste our Miss's time in the future. Our Miss's time is very precious, and she doesn't want to waste it on worthless things."

"Please let Little Huan talk to me. I was wrong, I …"

"Also, if Mr. Lu feels that he has been harmed and needs compensation, then please take the legal route to solve the problem. Our international bar will be waiting for you twenty-four hours a day in the future! "

Seeing Chen Huan nod her head, Alvalia hung up and returned the phone back to her hand.

Chen Huan took the phone, and immediately deleted her contact information. She turned the controls on and leaned weakly back in the chair. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she was filled with a heart-wrenching joy.

Rolls-Royce got off the highway and stopped at the side of the street not far from the high-speed station.

The high-speed rail line was located on the outskirts of M City. It had just been repaired in January this year. Other than a few people coming in and out of the station, the rest of the city was still quite quiet. After 10 pm, the pedestrians on this street were even more sparse and pitiful.

"If you have such a business next time, remember to look for me, boss …" The golden-haired beauty was all smiles as she kissed Chen Huan on the cheek before she got off the car. She took off her glasses, pulled out a suitcase from the trunk, and walked towards the high-speed rail station.

The driver looked at Chen Huan through the rear mirror and continued to start the car, driving into the vast night.

Half an hour later, the Rolls-Royce stopped at an intersection in the old part of town.

The roadside was filled with willow trees, and if he continued onward, he would reach the national highway. Passing through the National Road was the Mirror Lake Park that Chen Huan had been staring at all this time. Standing here, one could see the lights from Mirror Lake Park in the distance.

The road here was very quiet. There were very few cars and no surveillance.

Chen Huan got off the car, and the driver dressed in Amani also got off. The two of them, one reaching out and the other helping, removed the Rolls-Royce license plate from the front and back as quickly as they could and quickly replaced it with another.

Without saying goodbye or the passionate farewell of a foreign chick, the driver got on the car. In the blink of an eye, he drove the Rolls Royce onto the national road and disappeared from Chen Huan's sight.

Chen Huan's figure stood sorrowfully under the street light, like a petrified statue. She stood for five or six minutes staring up at the orange light above her.