Lu Bochuan really didn't expect Song Juan to really dare to walk out of the Lu headquarters building, Lu Bochuan's voice was heavy and angry: "Where are you, I'm looking for you." ”

"Where did I go, didn't I let my sister-in-law tell you?" Song Juan looked at the cars outside the Lu headquarters building, she saw Xia Jianxun's father and daughter today, and saw Shu Yi again, Song Juan gritted her teeth, she was still a patient, she was still taking medicine, she said in front of Xia Jianxun and Xia Qinghe that she was a little lover, but only she knew that she was not even a little lover.

Song Juan said, "Lu Bochuan, did you bring me here just so that I could come to see them?"

Lu Bochuan's face was gloomy: "You know it's not." ”

"Then are you worried about me, afraid that I will commit suicide?" Song Juan said: "Lu Bochuan, then you and Xia Qinghe will marry in the future, do you still want me to guard the door of your bedroom?"

Through the phone, Song Juan could feel the tension of the atmosphere, Song Juan was a little impermeable in her heart, and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter, if you let me stand outside your door, I will also stand." ”

Lu Bochuan's face turned blue!

His chest rose and fell violently, and his dark eyes were wrapped in a storm.

Lu Bochuan stretched out his hand and pulled the somewhat restrained tie: "Song Juan, you can try it again." ”

Song Juan didn't say anything more.

Lu Bochuan took two steps back and forth, he came to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked down, but when he came into contact with the fountain under the Lu headquarters building, he was stunned, he saw the small figure sitting next to the fountain downstairs, the clothes he put on for her in the morning, Lu Bochuan's pupils shrank, and his anxious heart calmed down a little.

Lu Bochuan said: "Are you downstairs?"

Song Juan didn't say anything.

Lu Bochuan said: "You wait for me there, I'll come down immediately." ”

Lu Bochuan hung up the phone, Shu Yi stood behind him, and Shu Yi said: "You are here to talk to Xia Qinghe about marriage, let Wanwan smoke outside, is it a bit too much for you to treat her like this?"

Lu Bochuan knew that Song Juan didn't leave downstairs, and the anger on his whole body dissipated a lot, he couldn't help but light a cigarette to smoke, and took several puffs before raising his eyes to look at Shu Yi: "Didn't I treat her well enough before?"

"You'll regret hurting her like this. Shu Yi frowned, she remembered Song Xuan's expression just now, and her heart hurt just by looking at that expression.

"Sister-in-law is fine, still care more about the eldest brother, sister-in-law don't worry too much about things. Lu Bochuan took the car key and was about to go out the door: "If there is nothing to do with my sister-in-law, go back first, I still have something to deal with." ”

"Wait!" Shu Yi thought of what Song Juan had just said, and she said, "Is there any misunderstanding between Wanwan and her eldest brother? I think she seems to hate her eldest brother." ”

"She's young and ignorant. Lu Bochuan said: "It's inevitable to speak impulsively, sister-in-law don't take it to heart." ”

Shu Yi twisted his thin eyebrows.

Lu Bochuan said: "Did my sister-in-law drive here by herself? If not, I will ask someone to send you back to the company." ”

"I'll wait for my own taxi back. ”

"I'd better have someone send my sister-in-law back. After Lu Bochuan finished speaking, the straight long legs wrapped in suit pants strode towards the door, Zheng Ze was very alert, hurriedly came over, and said to Shu Yi: "Miss Shu, I'll send you back to the company, I'm just fine now." ”

Zheng is Lu Bochuan's chief special assistant, he is so busy flying every day, how can he be fine?

Shu Yi opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

——

Downstairs.

After Lu Bochuan hung up the phone, Song Juan stood up from the edge of the fountain, it has been almost a year since she was released from prison, and this year, she has not lived an easy life.

She hadn't really laughed in four years, four years, more than 1,400 days and nights.

Song Juan felt suffocated, she didn't seem to see the future.

Not long after Song Juan stood downstairs, Lu Bochuan quickly came down from upstairs and came to Song Juan.

Song Juan was not surprised at all.

He is wearing a smoky gray suit, the whole person is slender and spacious, and in silence, he has an innate sense of superiority, coupled with the temperament of not being angry and arrogant that has been precipitated over the years, and the unpredictable city, which is a very frightening existence.

Not to mention that he looked at Song Xuan's eyes as if he was caught in a raging reef.

It makes people involuntarily afraid.

Song Juan took a deep breath: "What about them?"

"Gone. Lu Bochuan said.

Song Juan looked at his watch: "You really only talked for twenty minutes?"

Lu Bochuan's face sank, and his deep and sharp eyes stared at Song Juan, eager to swallow her into his stomach.

Song Juan is still afraid of him in the end, and there is still a deep hatred between them across the sea of blood.

Song Juan lowered his head: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you talk for a long time, I don't have anywhere else to go, I can go back to Jingjiang at most." ”

Lu Bochuan's heart was torn and hurt.

"Let's go, let's go back. Song Juan said: "I want to eat the food you cooked, and I may not be able to eat it when you marry Xia Qinghe in the future." ”

After Song Juan finished speaking, she got up and wanted to walk towards the car, but her legs were so weak that she had almost no strength, and after only a few steps, she almost fell down.

The next moment, her body crashed into an embrace, and Lu Bochuan reached out to support her.

Song Juan wanted to cry a little, her state was really getting worse and worse.

Lu Bochuan hugged Song Wan horizontally, and he said as he walked: "You are obedient, Wanwan, don't always come against me." ”

Song Wan pulled her lips and smiled.

Lu Bochuan directly took Song Juan back to Jingjiang, he cooked a meal for Song Juan, Song Juan stood at the door of the kitchen, watching the back of Lu Bochuan cooking.

If she doesn't look at it anymore, she won't see it if she wants to see it later.

Song Juan said, "Will you also cook this for Xia Qinghe in the future?"

"Don't look for trouble. Lu Bochuan said.

Song Juan said, "I haven't cooked for you yet, have I? Or I'll cook you a meal tomorrow?"

Lu Bochuan's hand chopping vegetables was stunned and ignored her.

Song Juan said: "My cooking is delicious. ”

Lu Bochuan poured the oil into the pot, and said while stir-frying green onions, ginger and garlic, "Really, then you are quite good." ”

Song Juan felt that Lu Bochuan was mocking her, so she didn't say anything.

She turned around, took a cigarette and walked to the balcony, Lu Bochuan's face turned cold: "What did I say before?

Song Juan was stunned and said, "I'll take it and smell it." ”

Song Juan turned around and went to the balcony, although she tried her best not to care, but her heart still hurt a little breathlessly.

After the two finished eating, Lu Bochuan put away the dishes and chopsticks and put them in the dishwasher.

Not long after eating, Lu Bochuan took the medicine and came over to give it to Song Juan.

Since Song Juan lost her temper at the dinner table, Lu Bochuan simply asked her to start taking medicine again.

And must watch her swallow it with your own eyes.

Song Juan's state is getting worse day by day, and she wants to smash things when she sees the medicine.

But she endured it anyway.

That night, Song Juan went to the bathroom to take a bath, obviously everything was fine, but when Song Juan was about to come out of the bathroom, his body was so soft that he didn't stand firm all of a sudden, and the whole person "touched!" and fell down to the bathroom.

At that moment, Song Juan didn't feel any pain, only felt that the world was silent.

But her tears fell before all perceptions.

Lu Bochuan probably heard the noise, and opened the bathroom door almost immediately.

He had never seen Song Juan with such a dead breath, and at that moment, Lu Bochuan's heart panicked for no reason.

He hurriedly took a bath towel, wrapped Song Juan, and whispered, "Wanwan, it's okay, let's go back to bed." ”

Song Juan never knew that there was a kind of pain, which was so numb and turbulent.

Everything around her was numb, except for the heart socket, which hurt as if she was unconscious, boundless.

Song Juan couldn't sleep at night tossing and turning, she opened her eyes and looked at the dark night sky, and she couldn't slow down for a long time.

The air pressure on Lu Bochuan's body was also so low that it seemed that a black cloud was pressing down on the city, and Song Juan heard him call Lin Ya in the middle of the night, and roared at Lin Ya: "Lin Ya, if she has any three longs and two shorts, I will let one of your studio people pay for her life." ”

After Song Juan waited for Lu Bochuan's breathing to be stable, he got up from the bed, went to the balcony, and lit a cigarette to smoke.

It took her a long time before she slowly eased up.

She felt that she might have been really influenced too much by Shu Yi and Xia Qinghe.

After Song Juan finished smoking, she went to brush her teeth, and when she returned to the bedroom, as soon as she entered the door, she heard a voice asking, "Where did you go?"

His timbre was magnetic and low, as if it had crashed straight into Song Juan's heart.

"Go to the bathroom. After Song Juan calmed down, he said without changing his face: "What's wrong?"

Lu Bochuan stared at her in the dark, fished Song Juan over, and slept in his arms.

He just woke up and didn't see Song Juan, and he was shocked into a cold sweat.

The next day, Lu Bochuan took Song Juan to Lin Ya.

Lu Bochuan was smoking at the door of Lin Ya's office, and Song Juan didn't feel much after he came over, but Lu Bochuan was not at ease.

"Did something happen to you yesterday?" Lin Ya asked Song Xuan.

Yesterday's threat to Lu Bochuan was definitely not a verbal talk, Lin Ya knew that Lu Bochuan could do what he said, and Lu Bochuan's status and means made people never dare to doubt it easily.

"I accidentally fell. Song Juan said: "My body is weak, I can't stand steadily, I can't sleep, and sometimes I want to smoke, but Lu Bochuan won't let me." ”

"Smoking is not good for the condition, you are too dependent. Lin Ya said: "Wanwan, this disease has to come slowly, if you can't rush it, get through this stage, everything will pass." ”

Song Juan said: "I sometimes don't know why I want to survive, isn't it happier to die? But when I think that he doesn't want me to die, I force myself again, persuade myself, it's better to live." ”

She is alive and suffering, and he may be a little happier in his heart.

Coming out of Lin Ya's place, it was already very late, and when Song Juan went out, he saw Lu Bochuan's face covered with frost.

He didn't ask anything, and took Song Juan downstairs.

The two sat in the car, and the silence in the car was eerily silent.

Song Juan knew that Lu Bochuan had a lot of work to do, and if he vacated this day, he didn't know what he would be busy with tomorrow.

Song Juan looked out the window of the car, and said after a long time: "I'm in so much pain, and you're not happy, are you really happy to keep me by your side?"

Lu Bochuan's voice was cold: "I don't need you to worry about it. ”

Song Juan closed her eyes.

In the next few days, I don't know if it was the impact of wrestling, Song Juan could no longer sleep, and always got up secretly to smoke.

On the third day, Song Juan was exhausted, and after a short sleep, he was still awakened by a dream.

She gasped for air.

After a long time, when she got out of bed and stood on the balcony, holding a cigarette between her fingers, she suddenly remembered that the wedding date of Lu Bochuan and Xia Qinghe seemed to be a lot closer.

Song Juan kept thinking while smoking, three months later, if Lu Bochuan and Xia Qinghe got married, what would she do?

With her current state, it is very difficult to find a job, and three months pass quickly.

At that time, did she have to be raised in Jingjiang by Lu Bochuan like this?

Song Juan's head hurts, but her brain is constantly running, the day when she will return to the Lu Group is still far away, and whether she can go back in the future is still a question, even if she can go back, once Lu Bochuan and Xia Qinghe really get married, it will be even more difficult for her to gain a foothold in the Lu family.

And she no longer wants to be like before, a project is tiring and tiring, but halfway through, she is forced to replace.

Song Juan was thinking about it, his waist tightened suddenly, Song Juan was startled, and when he turned around, Lu Bochuan's blade-like eyes cut through the layers of night and looked straight into Song Juan's heart.

Song Juan was a little shocked.

Lu Bochuan stretched out his hand to remove the cigarette between Song Juan's fingers, in three days, his endurance had reached the limit, the fingertips of Lu Bochuan's slender fingers were wiped on Song Juan's beautiful lips, his heart was burning with a fire, and his thin lips were like blades: "I think you are taking my words as a deaf ear, since you don't want to sleep, then I will fulfill you." ”

Lu Bochuan said, pressing directly towards Song Xuan's lips.

His strength was too fierce, and Song Juan quickly tasted blood.

Song Wan twisted her thin eyebrows.

However, Lu Bochuan did not let her go.

It's almost a siege.

Song Juan was tossed half to death by Lu Bochuan, no matter how she begged for mercy, Lu Bochuan was unmoved, he just had deep eyes that were terrifyingly dark, and said: "If you don't have a long memory, you will never be able to learn well." ”

Song Juan couldn't get out of bed the next day, she gritted her teeth fiercely.

Lu Bochuan went to work in a suit and leather shoes, he was still not at ease to put Song Juan at home, Song Juan's eyes were red, she said, "Are you sick!"

"yes. Lu Bochuan said expressionlessly while sorting out his clothes: "How can you be so presumptuous in front of me if you are not sick." ”

Song Juan trembled with anger.

"Why don't you just tie me to your belt! So you don't have to worry about me committing suicide! Lu Bochuan, I don't think it's me who should be cured, it's you!"

Song Juan never showed any intention of not wanting to live in front of Lu Bochuan, but Lin Ya told Lu Bochuan more than once, saying that Song Juan's state was very dangerous, she didn't seem to have any strength to live, Song Xianzhang used to hang her, and then after Song Xianzhang's incident happened, Song Juan's sky fell.

Lu Bochuan saw Song Xuan's state after discovering Song Xianzhang's affairs.

So he threatened Zhou Jing at that time.

But both Lu Bochuan and Lin Ya knew very well in their hearts that the relationship between Zhou Jing and Song Juan was too far apart after all, and Song Juan took Zhou Juan to heart so much, just because he was afraid that he really had nothing to worry about.

She's looking for a bit of a head start for herself.

Lu Bochuan frowned coldly and said, "If you don't change your clothes, I'll just take you to the company." ”

Song Juan suppressed her temper: "I'm tired, I want to rest." ”

"I have a bed in my office. ”

Song Juan said: "Lu Bochuan, do you know what the people of the Lu Group think of me? I went to your company yesterday and only stood for a short while, and I kept thinking about what the people downstairs would say!"

Lu Bochuan's face was so gloomy that he seemed to be able to drip water.

His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate Song Juan's backbone: "When you stole the documents, you should have expected today's ending." ”

Song Juan was stunned for a moment, as if someone had slashed her heart.

She took a deep breath: "Lu Bochuan, are you human! What time did I go to bed this morning? Can you go to your class?"

"You can't sleep anyway. Lu Bochuan said: "It's the same everywhere." ”

Song Juan was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Can you go to Xia Qinghe?" Song Juan said: "I beg you, you hurry up and get together for a hundred years, right? I will send my most sincere blessings!"

Lu Bochuan's face was visibly cold, and his gaze penetrated Song Juan: "Song Juan, I think you want to die in bed, don't you?"

The more angry Song Qian became, the more speechless he became.

In the end, I got up and followed Lu Bochuan to the company.

As Lu Bochuan said, even if he stayed in Jingjiang, Song Juan would not be able to sleep.

Within a week of Song Juan's arrival in Lu Bochuan's office, the entire Lu Group's employees exploded.

There were also people in the underground parking lot who saw Lu Bochuan getting out of the car with Song Juan in his arms, and the entire Lu Group was so shocked that they couldn't speak.

No one has ever seen someone treat their father-killing enemy like this.

Song Juan also became more and more irritable.

She didn't want to stay in the Lu clan more and more.

This is different from her previous work in Lu's Group, when she was working in the Lu's Group headquarters building, facing such a group of employees.

But at that time, her physical foundation was better than now, her mental state was not so bad, and once things got busy, she couldn't think about anything.

It's not like now, I'm going crazy with idleness.

After Lu Bochuan finished the meeting that day, Song Juan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a long time before saying, "Lu Bochuan, I want to go to work." ”

Lu Bochuan's eyes shot straight towards Song Xuan.

"What kind of work do you want to do. ”

Song Juan has been thinking a lot these days, she doesn't want to be in charge of other projects in Lu's Group, so she has no sense of security.

Song Juan said: "Otherwise, I will register a company by myself." ”

Lu Bochuan was stunned for a moment, and said without emotion while reading the contract: "Do you have money?"

Song Juan turned her head, looked at Lu Bochuan, and suddenly smiled, she said: "Lu Bochuan, I don't have any money, but you have it, you have to help me shop, you see, in this case, I have to rely on you no matter what I do, please, I can think less when I'm busy, so I'll let you pinch and rub it flat, isn't this what you want?"

Lu Bochuan was signing his hand, he raised his head, his sharp eyebrows revealed an indiscernible deep meaning, and shot straight towards Song Xuan.