Song Juan blinked her eyes vigorously, masochistic: "At that time, I went to the Lu headquarters building by myself, I should have gone to the documents, and I met the secretary on the way, and I tried to find a way to let people take her away - the password of the safe should have been told to me, and I lost smoothly...... Later, after the documents were taken down, I sat in the car and looked at them...... But I can't remember the specifics of that document...... I can't remember how I gave the information to the Ji family. ”

Every time Song Juan said a word, Lu Bochuan's face became gloomy, and his handsome and dazzling face seemed to have a layer of frost.

Song Juan took a deep breath, Song Xianzhang should have left the hospital at this time, and she didn't know why she went to the hospital at that time, the information Xia Qinghe gave her made so many efforts day and night since she was released from prison and made it a joke, but these things, Song Juan had no way to find someone to vent out.

Song Juan looked at the ceiling: "In the past, even if I was seen walking out of Mr. Lu's office with documents, I still had a trace of luck, thinking that there would be any misunderstanding in this......

Lu Bochuan was terribly silent, he still had half of the cigarette he had not finished smoking at his fingertips, but the whole person was shrouded in clouds, and he suppressed his anger: "What did you take my dad to the suburban villa for?"

At this time, Lu Bochuan's mobile phone rang, he glanced down, his eyes sank, and he cut off the phone.

The phone rang again, Lu Bochuan took a puff of cigarette and ignored the phone in his hand.

Song Juan didn't dare to look at Lu Bochuan, she tried to think about what happened after she took Lu Hongye to the villa, but as long as she thought about it deeply, her head seemed to be torn, and Song Juan curled up in pain.

Song Juan hugged his head as if it was being chiseled by an axe, and shook his head in cold sweat: "I don't know, I can't remember, my head hurts so much!"

She was in a bit of abnormal pain, Lu Bochuan quickly took her hand away, and when he saw Song Juan's state, he panicked, rang the bell, and called the doctor over.

In a panic, his finger accidentally touched the answer button of the mobile phone, and Lu Bochuan didn't notice it.

The doctor hurried over with a cart and asked Lu Bochuan, "What's wrong?"

"She has a headache!" Lu Bochuan hugged Song Juan, and his tone was gloomy: "What's the matter?"

The doctor glanced at Song Huang and gave Song Huang a tranquilizer, Song Juan's stiff body slowly softened and gradually fell asleep.

Lu Bochuan was a little irritable, angry and rampant, he looked at Song Juan lying on the bed, always like this, as long as anything involved her, he couldn't control his emotions.

Even when she said the process of killing the Lu family, he was extremely angry, but he still couldn't see her suffering.

Lu Bochuan was even more angry about such a self.

On the other end of the phone, Xia Qinghe listened to Lu Bochuan's almost out-of-control voice, and was stunned.

The fingers holding the phone clenched firmly.

The people around him...... Is it Song Juan?

Only Song Juan can make his emotions fluctuate, he will always be an unpredictable posture in front of others, he turns the clouds and rain, and strategizes, but only in the face of Song Juan, he will show a little bit of real emotions, just like a real flesh and blood man.

Xia Qinghe gritted her teeth, she hung up the phone, and called Lu Bochuan again.

Lu Bochuan picked up quickly this time: "Hey?"

"Bo Chuan, it's me. Xia Qinghe pursed his lips: "Where are you now?"

"Is there something wrong with me?" Lu Bochuan's eyebrows pressed down slightly, making his eyes even more drastic and gloomy.

"It's okay, I just miss you a little. Xia Qinghe paused and said, "Can I come to you?"

"It's late, you go to bed first. Lu Bochuan lit a cigarette and held it between his hands, he stood by the window, his deep eyes looked at the dark night outside the window, and his pupils shrank: "Don't come out so late." ”

"The people around you...... Is it Song Juan?" Xia Qinghe bit his lip: "When I just called you, you accidentally answered it, and I heard a voice from your side." ”

"Knowingly asking is not your style. Lu Bochuan's sharp eyebrows were slightly sharpened, he flicked the cigarette ash with his fingers, but his eyes were as dark as the sea in the middle of the night: "Qinghe, you didn't have such a character before." ”

"Do you think it's fair for you to treat me like this?" Xia Qinghe pinched his phone with his fingers: "We're about to get married, can you, don't let Song Juan cross between us?"

"Don't think that much. Lu Bochuan's voice sank: "It's late now, let's go to sleep first." ”

Xia Qinghe listened to the beep on the other end of the phone, and she clenched her phone.

Song Juan woke up again, it was the next day, probably because of the effect of tranquilizers, and her mood was not as fluctuating as yesterday.

But she didn't want to be hospitalized.

Since she was released from prison, she has been in the hospital most of the time, and since she lost Xia Qinghe's information to find Song Xianzhang that day, every time she goes to the hospital, she feels a little like throwing up.

"I want to be discharged. Song Juan looked at Lu Bochuan, who was feeding himself porridge, and said, "I don't want to live in the hospital anymore." ”

Lu Bochuan raised his eyes to look at her.

The injuries on her body were very serious, almost hurting her internal organs, and I don't know if it was because of her memory confusion, and her headache was also very serious.

Song Juan was afraid of him in the end, so he didn't dare to look him in the eyes: "I'm in the hospital, I can dream, and the company is not good to take too long of leave." ”

In the afternoon, Lu Bochuan took Song Juan out of the hospital and took her directly to Jingjiang.

Song Juan actually didn't want to stay in Jingjiang, but she didn't have the right to make a request.

Lu Bochuan will carry Song Juan to the bedroom, trying to avoid her injury, Song Juan lowered his eyelashes: "I want to go to the company tomorrow." ”

Song Juan actually thought very far, she couldn't stay in Lu Bochuan's company all the time, but she needed Lu's platform, and now few companies dared to take her in, she had to pave the way for the future.

If she stays in the Lu family, she will be controlled by Lu Bochuan for the rest of her life.

Lu Bochuan glanced at her and sneered, "Do you think that if you work so hard, you can save the Lu family's losses?"

Song Xuan's heart was suffocated.

Even if Lu Bochuan had enough hurtful words, every time he mentioned it, Song Xuan's heart would still hurt once.

She tugged at her lips, "I didn't think so. ”

But her true thoughts can't be told to Lu Bochuan.

Lu Bochuan said: "The land in Area A has now entered the stage of business negotiations, the significance of your past is not very big, I have asked the people of the company to transfer you to another team, during this time, you first heal the injury and then say, the wound on the forehead is so deep, even if you go to the company, what else can you do except be ridiculed?"

Song Juan was stunned for a moment, she ignored Lu Bochuan's stinging words, and asked, "Business negotiations?"

"It started yesterday. Lu Bochuan was too lazy to talk to her about this matter again: "Take the medicine first." ”

Song Juan obediently took medicine, and at night, Lu Bochuan took Song Juan to take a bath.

"I'll do it myself. Song Juan endured the pain and sat up from the bed.

Song Juan's resistance, Lu Bochuan saw it in his eyes, and he was displeased.

"What are you doing here? Where haven't I seen it?"

Song Juan made a move, Lu Bochuan took off her clothes and carried her to the bathroom.

Her body was bruised and purple, and the few kicks she was kicked by others were simply shocking, and Lu Bochuan's eyes were gloomy.

Song Juan felt the terrifyingly low air pressure on Lu Bochuan's body, and avoided it a little.

After taking a bath, Lu Bochuan wrapped her in a bath towel, and Song Juan gasped in pain as soon as she moved, and cold sweat broke out.

When Song Juan was with him in the past, she was very afraid of pain, but when she was so seriously injured at this time, she only cried uncontrollably once when he entered the processing plant, and never cried again.

Lu Bochuan frowned.

He carried Song Juan to the bed and dressed her.

Song Juan couldn't help but reddened her eyes, when Song Juan was in college, she lived with Lu Bochuan for a while, Lu Bochuan tossed her tired, and once hugged her like this and bathed her.

Probably because of this kidnapping, although Lu Bochuan's face has been fiercely tight, he has always tolerated her.

Song Juan couldn't help but say, "Do you hate me very much?"

"What do you think?" Lu Bochuan looked at Song Juan with dark eyes, and this sentence was completely cold.

For a while, Song Juan felt cramped.

Song Wan's eyes were red, and she remembered that document again, was that document really given to Ji Shennian by her?

The air around was stagnant, and Song Juan's phone rang at this time.

Song Juan lowered her eyelashes and looked at it, it was Zhou Jing.

When she took the phone, she didn't avoid Lu Bochuan, and Lu Bochuan's eyes sank when he saw the name on it.

Song Juan immediately felt the air pressure around her plummet.

Song Juan hesitated for a moment, but still picked it up.

"Wanwan?" Zhou Jing's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"It's me. Song Juan whispered, "What's the matter?"

"I've called you a lot, and you haven't answered, and I'm worried about you. ”

"I'm fine. ”

"Do you know about Uncle Song's imprisonment at the end of his term?"

Song Wan was stunned.

Zhou should have gone that day, but he didn't see himself.

Song Juan was silent for a moment: "I know." ”

Zhou Jing's side fell silent.

Song Juan didn't want to say too much, but after thinking about it, he still said to Zhou Jing: "I had something to do that day, but I didn't do it." ”

"Well, I see, I'm afraid something will happen to you. Zhou actually remembered the scene when Song Juan hugged him that night, he knew that something should have happened to Song Juan, and said, "It's okay if you're fine." ”

Song Juan said a few more words to him, but then he couldn't stand the low pressure on Lu Bochuan's body and hung up the phone.

She still remembered Lu Bochuan's warning to her.

So after hanging up the phone, Song Juan was waiting for Lu Bochuan's words.

But surprisingly, although Lu Bochuan's face was gloomy, he never spoke.

In the next few days, Song Juan stayed in Jingjiang, but probably because there were too many things backlogged in her heart, including Song Xianzhang and Lu Bochuan, which made her state very bad.

Sometimes in the middle of the night, her head hurts so much that she wants to scream and hit the wall.

Lu Bochuan just looked at her coldly at first, and when she had a headache, he hugged her hard or fed her medicine.

Gradually, he realized the dangers of leaving her here.

He looked at Song Juan with heavy black eyes, and the cigarette on his fingertips had not yet taken a few puffs, and it was already halfway through.

He originally wanted to take advantage of the kidnapping opportunity and never let Song Juan return to work in the Lu family.

He just wanted to break her wings and let her be imprisoned in this room forever, but Song Juan, who had no job, couldn't reassure people at all.

Song Xuan didn't realize his seriousness at all.

She'll just be in a state of emptiness after the headache has passed.

A week later, the company sent a document, and Song Juan directly took over the project in Hongchang City.

Hongchang City is too far away from Haicheng, and Lu Bochuan assigned Song Juan an assistant and driver.

Song Juan went back to the company and happened to meet Cao Xuejia, Cao Xuejia smiled coldly: "People like you really have the face to stay in the Lu family, and sure enough, people are shameless and invincible in the world." ”

Song Juan's face was ugly, but she booked her plane ticket and didn't even have time to teach her a lesson.

She and her assistant flew to Hongchang City that afternoon.

The person in charge of the land in Hongchang City took Song Juan to see the scene.

A piece of wasteland of more than 600,000 square meters was fenced off.

The person in charge introduced: "This piece is still in the planning, this piece of land will be built opposite a commercial street, not far from the subway of Line 9 will lead here, the station is less than ten meters away from this land, Hongchang City is close to Haicheng, Ping City, these are the rapid development of the economic zone, wait for the subway to pass, you don't see that it is just a wasteland now, and when it is built, it will not be worse than other places." ”

Now there are only two plots of land released from it.

There is a large one here, and a small one opposite, only about 200,000 square meters.

"When will the papers come down?"

"Not necessarily, it's just internal information, the specific time should be next year, I'll take you in to have a look?"

There is a security booth next to the wall, Song Juan followed him in, a large wasteland, and the weeds were half a person high, but Song Juan knew that once this place was bought, houses would rise from the ground, and someone would settle down here and buy a house.

Song Juan once fantasized that he could build a house designed by himself on such a wasteland.

She will handle every detail well, so that this house, like Jingjiang's house, will become the reputation of Haicheng.

But such an opportunity will never come again.

Song Juan looked at this empty and desolate clearing, as if there was a tide surging in her heart.

Several people took a big turn around the scene, and Song Juan and his assistant invited the person in charge to eat nearby.

This side is really desolate, there are no houses in sight within a radius of ten miles, and several people have to eat and drive for half an hour.

After going to the scene, Song Juan had to look at the materials non-stop, prepare the materials, and at the same time meet with the people from the bank to discuss the loan, once the land is taken down, it is necessary to take out a loan immediately, and there are a lot of materials, Song Juan sometimes spends a day on the road.

The hotel here is far away, and she has to accompany the survey unit to survey the terrain.

Song Juan was so busy that she was about to go crazy, and one assistant was not enough at all, so Lu Bochuan assigned her another one.

During this period, Lu Bochuan flew over once and took her to meet the bankers.

Song Juan had never seen Lu Bochuan talking to people about things, she sat on the side, looking at Lu Bochuan's easy appearance, and her heart was tense.

She hadn't seen Lu Bochuan for more than a month.

During the more than a month she stayed here, she gradually learned Lu Bochuan's intention of transferring her to this project.

It was only after she came here that she realized that her original state was dangerous, and if she had stayed in Haicheng, it might not have been good.

When Song Xianzhang was imprisoned at the end of his term, she didn't go to see him, even if she didn't say it, but she kept holding this thorn in her heart.

Reason told her that she should go to see him, Zhou Ru and her daughter had already gone abroad, and he was the only relative here.

But emotionally she couldn't do it, the fact that Song Xianzhang abandoned her at the last moment made her not know what expression to use to face him.

Sometimes she even thinks about what kind of mentality she had when she was trying her best to fill the hole of the Song family, when Song Xianzhang watched her sit next to him with a large stack of materials and told her about the company by the way?

And since she remembered the incident when she went to the Lu family, in fact, the state of the whole person was already wrong, if she stayed in Haicheng, no one knew what it would develop into at that time.

She has been here for almost a month before her mentality gradually calms down.

Recently, her loan negotiation was not very smooth, and she didn't know what was going on, and she couldn't make an appointment with the person above, which made her a little anxious.

When Lu Bochuan called her, she mentioned it, but she didn't expect him to fly over.

There is still a week to go before the Chinese New Year, and Song Juan knows that the first phase of the loan must be approved as soon as possible.

After meeting the people from the bank, Lu Bochuan drove Song Juan back to the hotel, Song Juan sat in the car, a little nervous, she met Mr. Jiang of Baofeng here before, and when several people were eating, she heard that Lu Bochuan was going to marry Xia Qinghe early next year.

Song Xuan's heart was blocked, she knew that Lu Bochuan was willing to let her come here, not to let go.

The two of them are like kites, he can fly her, but he will never let her escape his grasp.

Song Juan looked sideways at Lu Bochuan's sharp side face, there was no expression on his face, but the whole person was like a mountain, oppressing Song Juan.

Song Juan moved her lips: "I'm here, I saw Mr. Jiang of Baofeng." ”

"Not surprising. Lu Bochuan held the steering wheel with both hands and didn't look at her: "We can know that this side is about to be planned into a development zone, and others will also know that they will want to take this relationship. ”

While talking, the two arrived at the hotel, Song Juan actually didn't want to go back to the hotel with Lu Bochuan, and after the car stopped, Song Juan didn't get out of the car immediately.

Lu Bochuan looked sideways at her, Song Juan didn't dare to look at him, lowered his eyelashes and whispered, "I'm very tired today." ”

There was silence in the car.

Lu Bochuan stretched out his hand to turn Song Juan's face around, and his deep eyes looked at Song Juan: "I asked you to come here, I have given you so much time, I don't have much patience." ”

Song Juan's heart sank.

"Get out of the car. ”

Lu Bochuan pushed open the driver's door, took a long step, and got out of the car.

Song Juan glanced at his back, and finally got out of the car.

Song Juan is really afraid of him, as long as he doesn't see him, Song Juan's mood can be adjusted very well.

Song Juan followed Lu Bochuan into the elevator, and as soon as the elevator door opened, Lu Bochuan pressed towards Song Juan fiercely.