The moment that hand was wrapped, Song Juan was terrified.

And the people in the room also gasped, not daring to say anything, and they all looked at Lu Bo Chuan's face.

Wen Shao didn't seem to notice the tension in the room, he lowered his head, leaned into Song Xuan's ear, and asked knowingly, "What's wrong?"

After a pause, he followed Song Xuan's eyes and looked at Lu Bochuan, and suddenly realized.

Wen Shao sighed: "I almost forgot, I also invited your ex-husband over, you said that if you let your ex-husband know, you climb my bed, how will you feel?"

This sentence was like a magic sound, which stimulated Song Xuan's whole body to stiffen.

The people here, who doesn't know that she is Lu Bochuan's ex-wife, and who knows that she is Lu Bochuan's ex-wife, who doesn't know that she once caused Lu Bochuan's family to be ruined, and now, Lu Bochuan is eager to kill her?

Wen Shao's purpose for bringing her here is simply obvious.

Song Juan didn't dare to look at Lu Bochuan's face, she said stiffly: "Wen Shao, don't go too far!"

"Excessive?" Wen Shao attached to her ear: "Song Juan, you won't still have feelings for him, right?" He doesn't care so much about you, you won't be naïve to think that he didn't know my relationship with you before he came, right?"

Song Juan was poked in the heart by Wen Shao's last sentence.

Because this is the last thing she dares to think about.

From the moment she met Wen Shao, Song Juan knew that Wen Shao was a sinister and vicious person.

She looked up a lot of information about Wen Shao on the Internet, and knew that Wen Shao's company was problematic nine times out of ten.

When she didn't divorce Lu Bochuan before, she followed Lu Bochuan and heard a few words about Wen Shao, knowing how perverted Wen Shao was in bed.

And those who have been played by him, no one dares to pursue the final fate at all.

Since she entered the front door, she knew that Wen Shao was not going to sleep with her alone tonight, and he also called someone to come over and play with him.

Whether she can come out alive depends on her physical endurance.

She knew, what about Lu Bochuan, who was also invited over?

Does he know?

Song Juan didn't dare to think deeply, she clenched her fists: "This has nothing to do with Mr. Wen, right?"

After she finished speaking, she retracted her gaze in a panic, not daring to look at Lu Bochuan, afraid of seeing what she was afraid of from his eyes.

But even so, Song Juan could feel Lu Bochuan's scorching gaze.

The dim light refracted by those beautiful eyes, through the dim private room, seemed to be able to peel off people's flesh and nails into people's hearts.

Song Juan bit her lip tightly, and the thin white fingers holding the fruit knife in her pocket trembled with force.

The handles of the knives seem to be embedded in the flesh.

"Song Xuan, what are you afraid of?" Wen Shao didn't intend to let her go at all, he and Lu Bochuan had some friction in business.

The business field is like a battlefield, Wen Yu let Wen Shao open up the market in Haicheng, and Wen Shao has always used a dark way to do business.

And a few years ago, he wanted to yin Lu Bochuan, but he was trapped by Lu Bochuan instead, and for this reason, he has always held a grudge against Lu Bochuan.

If it weren't for his brother Wenyu's pressure, why would he have suffered so far?

And now, there is finally a chance to get back on the field, how can he let it go?

"Don't worry, my brother will support you. Wen Shao said, forcing Song Juan to take a few steps forward with him, as if he had just received Lu Bochuan's gaze, he squinted, stopped, and said with a smile: "I saw that Mr. Lu has been staring at Wanwan, what's the matter? Mr. Lu seems to know Wanwan?"

As Song Juan approached Lu Bochuan, his whole body became more and more tense.

Lu Bochuan pursed his thin lips, the expression on his face did not loosen in the slightest, only a pair of eyes, dark and stunning, but it also made people not see the slightest emotion.

He was still playing with the lighter in his hand, half leaning on the sofa, and raised his eyes to look at Song Juan and Wen Shao, who were standing less than a meter or two away from him.

Obviously condescending to a disadvantaged position, but it gives people the illusion of condescension.

Fei Bo's lips smiled faintly, and he couldn't hear the joy and anger: "It's my ex-wife." ”

His words were plain, but they inexplicably made people feel chills in their hearts.

And every time he said a word, Song Juan's heart tightened for a moment.

The hand holding the knife tightened a little.

Wen Shao heard this, but "Oh?", showed a surprised expression, turned his head to look at Song Juan, and turned Song Juan's face to face him with his fingers, as if he was trampling on a plaything on the bed, and asked reproachfully: "Why didn't you tell me?" However, since they are divorced, it proves that the two have nothing to do with each other, right?"

The intimate gesture between the tones seemed to show the ugly relationship between the two.

Lu Bochuan didn't say anything, he didn't know whether to admit it or not, and the people around him didn't dare to breathe.

Everyone seemed to be waiting for Song Xuan's response.

Song Xuan's heart tightened, and when she met Lu Bochuan's high-pressure gaze, she could hardly maintain her apparent calm.

The smell of blood seemed to be tumbling in his chest.

And her hand, since she was out of the hospital, has not been taken out of her pocket.

Layers of sweat had oozed from the palms of his hands, blurring the lines of the hilt.

The moment she went to the convenience store to buy a knife, she didn't think she would go back alive.

Everyone is forcing her, Lu Bochuan is forcing her, Ji Shennian is forcing her, the people who are implicated by the Song family are forcing her, the medical expenses that can never be made up and the upcoming surgery are also forcing her invisibly, and Wen Shao has become the last straw that crushes her.

She was in so much pain.

And this pain is all wisps, wrapped in deep hatred.

She really can't wait to hear Shao's life.

At the moment of making the decision, she even had the illusion of relief.

But the only thing she didn't expect was that she would meet Lu Bochuan here.

Song Xuan's teeth were clenched, and his head was tense.

She even thought a little nervously, if she took out the fruit knife now and stabbed Wen Shao when everyone was caught off guard, what would happen to the result?

Is she dead, or is Wen Shao dead?

Song Juan's fingers holding the dagger were trembling, and the tense nerves stimulated her, but at the moment when she was about to take the dagger out, her eyes collided with Lu Bochuan's gaze in the air.

The lights around Lu Bochuan were dim, the lines of his face were cold and dazzling, and his eyes were so black that they glowed with cold light, which looked very thrilling in the smoky room.

Song Juan seemed to be burned by the dagger in her hand, and she let go of the dagger suddenly.

The whole person seemed to wake up from a nightmare as if he had just woken up from a dream.

She gasped fiercely, covered in cold sweat, her ears buzzed, and it took a long time to remember Wen Shao's words, and said coldly: "Mr. Wen, are you enough?"

Wen Shao's face turned gloomy.

He stays in this position, and only others see his face, where is he to look at other people's faces?

Not to mention questioning him like this, his face immediately changed, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, but in just a moment, he suppressed this feeling, and he even laughed and said, "Since Miss Song said enough, it is enough." ”

He grabbed Song Juan's waist and went to a position next to him, asking Song Juan to sit on his lap.

Song Juan struggled hard.

Wen Shao's face was gloomy again: "Song Juan, don't be embarrassed." ”

As he spoke, he was about to press Song Juan on his legs.

However, at this time, things changed.

Song Xuan's buttocks were not even next to Wen Shao's legs, and his wrists were pulled violently.

It was amazingly powerful.

Song Juan screamed, and in the next second, he was out of Wen Shao's control, and the whole person slammed into a hard chest.

Song Juan smelled the familiar cold and light fragrance.

It tastes like a century-old wine in a deep alley, and people are intoxicated and obsessed.

Before she could recover from the astonishment and the sudden, familiar cold scent, she was about to be embraced.

At the same time, the man's other slender and powerful hand had already passed through her pocket flexibly and accurately at lightning speed!

Song Juan only felt that his hands were empty, and his heart sank suddenly!

When she came back to her senses, Lu Bochuan's slender fingers were already holding a dagger that was shining with cold light, and the blade of the dagger was aimed at Wen Shao's heart!

It all happened so fast that almost for a split second, and no one reacted.

When I reacted, there was a deathly silence in the private room!

Wen Shao stared at the dagger with a gleaming cold light, and a flash of horror flashed in his eyes.

Lu Bochuan's side face was tense, he was still holding Song Juan's thin waist in his arms, Song Juan's face was buried in his chest, and his nose was full of the cold fragrance on his body that was so faint that he could barely smell it, but it was pervasive, and his head had not been raised yet.

Lu Bochuan laughed softly, not knowing whether it was to laugh at Shao's stupidity or ignorance, his thin lips lifted lightly: "There are still people who dare to carry a dagger to Wen Shao's bed, Wen Shao's alertness, will it be too low?"

Song Juan's back stiffened, and she was terrified.

Wen Shao was pointed at like this with a dagger, and it was no better.

I was so shocked that I couldn't come back to my senses.

Lu Bochuan's eyes were dark, he let go of Song Xuan, who was weak, Cheng Liang's hard leather shoes stepped on Wen Shao's hand, his thin lips pursed a cold smile, his tone was not heavy, but he was terrified: "There is one more thing, Wen Shao probably doesn't know, my Lu Bochuan's things, even if I don't want them, others can't touch them." ”

As soon as he said this, everyone in the room gasped.

Wen Shao felt the pain, and then he came back to his senses, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

He really didn't expect that Song Juan, a woman, would dare to come over with a knife!

And Lu Bochuan actually dared to aim the dagger at his heart in front of so many people!

Hearing Shao's anger, he didn't have time to care about his hand that was trampled on the ground, and said ruthlessly: "Lu Bochuan, you dare to take a dagger at me?"

Lu Bochuan slowly moved the dagger from his heart to Wen Shao's neck, against the position of his major artery.

And with the movement of Lu Bochuan's dagger, Wen Shao couldn't help but tremble slightly where the dagger had touched.

Lu Bochuan's deep eyes made people's scalp tingle.

He opened his mouth lightly when he heard this, his voice was low, but it made people's hearts beat, and he said, "Even if I chop off one of your hands, do you think Wenyu will dare to come to me?"

Wen Shao broke out in a cold sweat in pain, and when he heard the words, he began to be afraid.

Lu Bochuan, a person who was notoriously ruthless in the elite circle before the Lu family fell.

His ruthlessness is not the same as other people's ruthlessness.

People in the elite circle, because of the environment in which they have lived since childhood, will inevitably be a little arrogant, even if they are well hidden, they are essentially forcible and pretentious.

But Lu Bochuan is not, he is not easy to provoke people, and his temper is rare in the entire circle of elites.

You can't see clearly how much of it is true behind his smile.

And his relationship, in the circle of the powerful, is also intertwined, to a terrifying degree.

There are no ruthless bullies in the elite circle, but very few people dare to fight him.

Among them, in addition to the power of the Lu family, he himself is of course the biggest factor.

Just like him and Wenyu.

No matter how ruthless his way is, what those people are really afraid of is his eldest brother Wenyu.

If it weren't for the fall of the Lu family, even if Wen Shao suffered a big loss, he could only endure it with his anger, and he wouldn't go to Lu Bochuan's trouble at all.

I won't have the courage to take Song Juan to make a fuss.

But the people in the elite circle are the most affectionate, and now that the Lu family has fallen, how many of his relationships can be maintained?

Even if he has three heads and six arms, no matter how intertwined the relationship is, in the strange power struggle of Haicheng, once he loses power, who would dare to deal with him?

Wen Yu warned him again and again, saying that he couldn't find the bottom of Lu Bochuan at all, and asked Wen Shao not to provoke Lu Bochuan, but he still didn't think so.

In five years, no matter how powerful he Lu Bochuan is, without those forces, how powerful can he be?

Although he was afraid of Lu Bochuan, he was never really afraid of him, and felt that he was the kind of person who could not be provoked.

It wasn't until this moment, when the tip of the knife was against his major artery, that he was really scared.

Wen Shao's face was tense, and the cold sweat on his body kept going out, and he said gloomily: "Mr. Lu can't help but deceive people too much, my Wen family is a figure with a head and a face in Haicheng, you humiliate me so much in front of so many people?"

"Didn't Wen Shaoxian humiliate me?"

Wen Shao's face changed a few times: "If I'm not mistaken, Miss Song and Mr. Lu have no relationship for a long time, right? I'm with Miss Song, and I don't care about your Lu Bochuan's affairs, right? Besides, you might as well ask, did I touch Miss Song, or did Miss Song call me and beg to go to my bed?"

Lu Bochuan sneered lightly.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I've been in Haicheng for so long. Lu Bochuan's eyebrows were even more dazzling in the dim light, and he smiled softly: "Wen Shao still doesn't understand the rules in this circle, sometimes, some things, there is no right or wrong, others say that you are wrong, you are really wrong, there is no reason to talk about it." ”

Wen Shao is simply well versed in this kind of thing, how can he not understand it?

When you are evenly matched, others reason with you.

But when there is a disparity in position, who will reason with you?

Wen Shao's face was extremely gloomy.

"I didn't do it right. In the face of the situation, even if Wen Shao was angry, he could only suppress all of them stiffly, gritting his teeth and saying: "I'm just joking with Mr. Lu, and I ask Mr. Lu for the sake of my eldest brother, there are a lot of adults, spare me." ”

Lu Bochuan shook his head: "It's late." ”

After he finished speaking, the knife turned flexibly between his knuckled fingers, and the next moment, the knife stabbed at Wen Shao's hand that had just touched Song Xuan, and the speed was so fast that Wen Shao didn't feel any pain.

And the faces of the people in the room changed.

When he came back to his senses, Wen Shao really felt the kind of unbearable sharp pain, he couldn't help but scream "ah", covered his hand, his face was ruthless, and roared angrily: "Lu Bochuan!"

And Song Xuan on the side, before she recovered from the accident, Lu Bochuan had already stood up, took her hand, and dragged her out of the private room.

Only Wen Shao, who was furious, was left behind, his face changed in pain, and he yelled at the people around him: "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and send me to the hospital!"

Only then did someone come back to his senses, quickly took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and then helped Wen Shao to hurry down.

Wen Shao's gaze was terrifyingly staring at the backs of Lu Bochuan and Song Xuan.

This hatred, he must let Lu Bochuan return it to him ten times and a hundred times!

Not far away, Song Juan's thin wrist pinched by Lu Bochuan was already bruised and purple, and his bones were almost broken by Lu Bochuan!

A series of changes made Song Juan's face bloodless.

Lu Bochuan took her hand and strode towards the outside of the bar, he was tall and long-legged, and his steps were fast and big, and Song Juan couldn't keep up with his pace at all.

I almost fell several times.

She could feel the suppressed anger around Lu Bochuan, which made people tremble.

At this time, where did Song Juan dare to go with Lu Bochuan?

didn't get out of this room, it was Wen Shao who died.

But once out of this room, that's her time of death.

Lu Bochuan would not let her go.

Song Juan knew that the danger was approaching, and shook his hand fiercely, wanting to break free of Lu Bochuan's shackles: "You let go!"

Lu Bochuan never said a word, he took Song Juan downstairs, got out of the crowded bar, and walked straight to the car he parked outside the bar.

There was also the driver Uncle Zhang sitting in the car.

Seeing the two of them, he quickly opened the back door of the carriage.

Lu Bochuan threw Song Juan into the car.

Song Xuan's waist slammed into the car, she gasped in pain, turned her head sharply with blood-red eyes, and glared at Lu Bochuan fiercely, and her eyes were dyed with a trace of hatred: "Lu Bochuan, what are you doing!"

Lu Bochuan didn't have time to take care of her, but his cold gaze was like ice slag in the dark night, stabbing people's bones painfully.

He said, "Get in the car!"

It's a tone that can't be refused.

And under his eyes, there was a dark fire that almost destroyed the world, which made people's hearts beat.

Song Wan's thin white fingers clenched fiercely at his side, eager to dig open and see what Lu Bochuan's heart was made of.