Chapter 160

Wang ziyue saw Han Zhiyu, just got up from her seat to say hello, but saw her face was not good, holding the collar and rushing out to the gate.

She yelled at the bottom of her heart and immediately picked up the phone to call Chen Tian, "Hello, Chen Tian, where are you now? I just saw that Zhiyu's state is not right. I'm afraid something will happen to her. "

"I'm right in front of your company." Chen Tian's voice hesitated, looked at his side and said, "President Lu is right next to me."

Black suit Lu is also standing coldly, because the handsome appearance and dusty temperament attracted the eyes of the exchange.

But the most striking thing is that the bouquet of flowers in his hand is incompatible with his indifferent cold face.

After Chen Tian hung up the phone, he spoke carefully: "Mr. Lu, madam, she..."

Before he had finished speaking, he saw Lu Yixiang's eyes brighten and walked forward with his feet raised.

Just walked a few steps, the footstep one meal, eyebrow a wrinkly, a hand of flower plug to the side of Chen Tian's hand.

Depressed Han Zhiyu lowered her head and quickened her pace. In a hurry, she ran into a strong chest.

"I'm sorry, I --" Han Zhiyu touched his painful forehead, apologized and raised his head. "So is Lu Zhiyu. Why are you here?"

Lu also didn't answer her question. The dark pupil was just staring at her face.

I found her eyes red and tears in her eyes.

The collar button is torn off, the hand is in a mess to grasp.

When he moved his eyes to his shoulder and saw the gray men's suit, his eyes were awe inspiring, and his voice was solemn: "what happened?"

"I want to go home." Han Zhiyu pursed her lips and said.

Now she is not in a good mood, of course, and he is not willing to discuss this matter in front of the company.

But before she took two steps, her wrist was caught, and a cold voice came from her ear: "it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. You should explain to me whose clothes are they?"

Han Zhiyu's eyes swept, but also came to realize the reason why Lu was suddenly angry.

But at the moment, his jealousy didn't make him feel happy, on the contrary, it made her feel powerless: "so does Lu. I'll talk to you when I go back."

As soon as she spoke, she felt the strength on her wrist increase.

Looking at Lu's face, which became more ugly, he could not help crying out: "Lu, too. It hurts!"

Although the heart is extremely uncomfortable, but to see her white face tightening brows, he felt a burst of heartache.

When he was about to open his mouth, he suddenly stretched out a hand from pangbai and squeezed his wrist tightly. A magnetic man's voice said, "don't you hear her crying for pain?"

Lu Yiwu's eyes darkened and turned to find he yuanze standing beside him.

His white shirt and gray suit pants are elegant and gentle.

Glancing at what he was wearing, Lu sneered. He didn't have to think that Han Zhiyu's suit was his.

"He yuanze, I didn't know you were so nosy."

"Han Zhiyu's business is not idle."

He yuanze smiles and looks directly into his burning eyes. Even Chen Tian is sweating for his fearless behavior.

"You say that again?" Lu said this in a calm voice, but everyone who knows him well knows that the more angry he is, the calmer he will be.

Han Zhiyu saw the tension between them, and rushed to Lu Yiwu: "Lu Yiwu, I'm a little uncomfortable, let's go back."

Only one sentence successfully drew Lu's attention back.

He stares at Han Zhiyu's little white face for a while, then shakes off he yuanze's hand holding his wrist.

The well-defined fingers unbuttoned the suit one by one.

Han Zhiyu is puzzled about his action, he saw a pull off his gray coat, involuntarily will his coat on his body, until her thin body package of strict just satisfied.

A warmth came from his coat.

Because it was autumn, the wind was a little cool on her face, but she could hardly feel the wind, except on her legs.

She lowered her head and tightened her legs a little.

"Cold? Who told you to wear such a short one! " Lu soon noticed her small movements and calm voice.

Han Zhiyu

How short is it? It's knee deep!

She was too lazy to take care of her. Suddenly she was light. She was picked up by him and strode towards the black Bentley by the side of the road.

Next to Chen Tian, Han Zhiyu noticed the bouquet in his hand.

"Chen Tian, the flower in your hand --"

"ah, this is Lu --"

"he bought it for Wang ziyue." Lu also interrupted Chen Tian and turned to ask him, "right?"Chen Tian held the bunch of flowers, met her sharp eyes, nodded and replied: "yes, this is what I intend to give her."

Originally there was a little expectation, she laughed at herself, and then kindly reminded Chen Tian: "then you wait here, ziyue will come out soon."

"Mr. Lu, I..." Chen Tian looks at Lu in some embarrassment.

"Wait." Lu went on without squinting.

Han Zhiyu leaned against Lu's chest and looked at the man's cold and unpredictable look.

His profile is still pretty, thin lips tightly pursed sharp lines, it's hard to say whether he still cares about what happened just now.

Walking in front of the car, Han Zhiyu was placed on the co pilot.

"Hello." As soon as she was put down, she turned to him and said, "you..."

"Bang!"

The door was closed as if for fear that she might run away.

After landing in the driver's seat, the black Bentley crossed the road like an arrow.

Only Chen Tian, who was holding flowers, stood in the same place without tears.

How can Mr. Lu feel embarrassed and push the pot on his head.

If Lu and Hua don't match, his wheat colored muscles are even worse!

But since Mr. Lu gave the order, he couldn't throw the flowers away.

Just when Chen Tian was extremely depressed, he yuanze, who was standing behind him, kept his eyes fixed on the black Bentley until it disappeared.

Picked up the gray coat on the ground and patted the dust on it.

There was a sharp light in his always gentle eyes.

"So does Lu."

He murmured, the corner of his mouth gradually expanded.

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