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Xia Ye hesitated for a long time, but still dialed Lu Zifan, but while waiting uneasily, he heard Lu Zifan's soft voice: "You still haven't slept so late?" ”

"Has Yang Ming ever been there?" Summer Night asked straight to the point.

"He's gone, he didn't hurt you, did he?" Lu Zifan asked in a deep voice, with concern in his voice.

"You did it on purpose, right?" Summer Night hesitated for a while, and finally asked in a heartbeat.

"You think so." Lu Zifan didn't admit it or deny it, but his voice sounded cold.

Xia Ye frowned slightly, only then did she feel a faint pain in the corner of her forehead, she reached out to touch it, the pain in her heart made her clench her teeth, and her fingertips were still stained with bright red blood, which was the injury caused by Yang Ming who was pushed down and hit the chair.

After Yang Ming left, he never made a phone call until the next day, Xia Ye was a little sad and lost, remembering Yang Ming's angry expression when he left, Xia Ye sighed slightly.

When I returned to the company on a summer night, I left in a hurry after simply processing the company documents.

"Do you have time? I want to talk to you. In the car, Xia Ye took a deep breath and said in a heavy tone.

"Then you come to my company."

Lu Zifan sat at the desk, his black-brown middle hair exuded a charming luster under the illumination of the slanting sun, but his angular handsome face was as cold as ever, his eyes were deep and sharp as an eagle, he got up and walked to the window, his noble and elegant posture was imposing.

He had expected Summer Night to call him, but he didn't expect to be so impatient.

Xia Ye stopped the car, looked at the majestic building in front of her and paused, after five years, this was the first time she stepped into the door of Lu's company, and she couldn't explain the feeling in her heart.

I remember that five years ago, on the day of the wedding ceremony with Yang Ming, Xia Ye secretly swore that he would not let Lu Zifan's mother have a good time in this life, not only because of that humiliation, but also because when Xia Ye begged her again and again to see Lu Zifan, she was ruthlessly humiliated, driven away, and hated by the Xia family again and again.

The reason why Xia Ye is in the design industry is nothing more than to defeat her in her career, and to see her design career destroyed, but I didn't expect that in just five years, Lu's scale is getting bigger and bigger, and now it is involved in investment, financial management, business, and even media, film and television.

Lu Zifan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring for a long time, although it was far away, he still recognized Xia Ye at a glance, he didn't know what she was thinking, only that she had been standing downstairs for a long time, until the office door was knocked, he found that the figure downstairs had already disappeared, and she was not the only one who was in a daze.

Lu Zifan found a comfortable position to sit on the sofa, and then shouted casually: "Come in." ”

The summer night stretched out his mood and slowly pushed the door in.

"Mr. Lu, excuse me."

I don't know if it's because of the unfamiliarity of the environment, or because of the depression of the mood, Xia Ye called Lu Zifan extremely politely Mr. Lu.

Lu Zifan shook the red wine in the glass, took a sip, then got up, and walked to Xia Ye with elegant movements: "You can't wait to get rid of the relationship with me?" ”

Xia Ye looked at Lu Zifan, who was close at hand, and took two steps back in a panic, the tension hidden in his heart gradually revealed, in order not to be discovered by Lu Zifan, Xia Ye could only shorten the time as much as possible.

"Mr. Lu, I came to you today to talk to you about business."

"I'm down to business." Seeing Xia Ye's serious expression, Lu Zifan slowly put away the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, I won't argue with you, I know you hate me......" Xia Ye's hands rubbed his hands and his heart beat faster and faster, until finally his voice gradually deepened: "But I have a family now, please let me go." ”

Lu Zifan picked up the wine glass and slowly walked to the window, looking at his back and his silence in the summer night, as if he saw the struggle and pain in his heart, as well as a kind of forbearance coldness.

"Hate you?" Lu Zifan seemed to let out an unknown sneer, and then turned around and walked in front of Xia Ye: "Let you go, I can't do it, I want to get back what should belong to me." ”