What the?

Yan Yi was stunned for a moment, because he had just come over and did not see Lu Zixian enter Xia Xiwan's room.

Yan Yi looked at his president, and saw that the president's handsome face was full of clouds, and his body exuded a gloomy and cold atmosphere, which made people afraid.

"President, are you okay, why don't I stay with you?" Yan Yi always felt that his president was trying his best to endure it, and he was about to lose his temper again.

At this time, Lu Hanting stretched out his hand and pulled out the room card, "No need, Secretary Yan, you can go back." ”

After speaking, Lu Hanting turned around and swiped the card into his room.

……

In the presidential suite, Lu Hanting did not go in to take a bath, the room was very dark, the lights were not turned on, and the atmosphere was cold and depressing.

He sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette and put it on his thin lips, lit the lighter with a "snap", brought the jumping red flame to his lips and lit the cigarette, and he began to swallow the clouds.

Soon, the ashtray on the coffee table was full of cigarette butts, and he smoked so fast that one after another, and the pack of cigarettes was empty.

Lu Hanting reached out for a cigarette again, and found that he had brought a pack of cigarettes, and now he had no cigarettes to smoke.

The irascible and bloodthirsty anger in his chest was paralyzed by the smell of nicotine, and now that he couldn't touch anything at hand, he leaned his head back into the couch, his narrow eyes full of scarlet.

When she opened her eyes and closed her eyes, all that came to mind was the scene of Lu Zixian entering her room, what were the two of them doing now?

He had already mentally prepared that in the future she would meet a better boy and throw herself into the arms of others, but when this moment really came, he felt so unbearable.

The tall and straight body stood up suddenly, he walked briskly and opened the door of the room, and then came to the door of Xia Xiwan's room.

The door was still tightly closed, and Lu Zixian hadn't come out yet.

Lu Hanting raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, but his fingers suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he paused.

The handsome eyelids drooped, and soon he turned and walked away, back to his room.

He took out the bottle of sleeping pills, opened the lid, poured a bunch into the palm of his hand, and swallowed them all.

He had to take sleeping pills now, and if he didn't take it, he would get sick, and it was very likely that he would rush in and do something to hurt her.

He couldn't do without sleeping pills.

……

In the next room, Xia Xiwan looked at Lu Zixian by the door, and vigilance flashed in her bright pupils, "You... What are you doing? ”

Lu Zixian looked at her defensive appearance, hooked his thin lips shallowly, he came to the table, opened the bag in his hand, and took out the mandala flower, "How can I get this to you when I stand outside, the mandala flower has always been with me, and I sent it when Shuangshuang called me." ”

Xia Xiwan's tense nerves relaxed, although she believed in Lu Zixian's character, but the lonely man and widow, he broke into his room and still scared her.

Xia Xiwan stepped forward, and the mandala flowers were still delicate and bright red.

"What do you want this for?" At this time, Lu Zixian suddenly asked.

"Oh, I want to do research on this, this is probably the only mandala flower in the world, and it was also given to me by both of them, and I will definitely take it with me." Xia Xiwan moved the mandala flowers to the balcony.

"Xiwan, you haven't given up on Lu Hanting yet, have you?"

Xia Xiwan's footsteps faltered, and the slender Yu Jie blinked twice, and she said, "We are divorced." ”