Chapter 282: Han Ruoxi is controlled
The air pressure in the carriage plummeted, and Lu Boyan's handsome facial features were shrouded in a layer of haze.
Su Jian'an suddenly had a feeling that the wind and rain were coming, and hurriedly grabbed Lu Boyan's hand: "I'm fine." Moreover, the little boy has already been detained. β
Lu Boyan's face was still gloomy and cold.
Detention - nothing for him.
Su Jianan knew that Lu Boyan would not give up easily, so he had to say, "I don't want to make a big deal about this matter." Forget it, okay? β
She has been a transparent person for more than 20 years, and she has long been accustomed to being free as she wants. But since it was revealed that she married Lu Boyan, she has been on the entertainment version every now and then, and some people who obviously don't know anything about her have commented on her as if they had seen through her......
Although it did not affect her life, it was enough to arouse her disgust.
If this incident is exposed, Han Ruoxi's fans will probably only applaud, okay?
Lu Boyan called Shen Yuechuan to find out the whole thing.
Shen Yuechuan's efficiency was very high, and he called back in less than fifteen minutes: "The little boy is just a fanatical fan of Han Ruoxi, and he believed some so-called revelations on the Internet, thinking that Han Ruoxi was forced to leave the Lu family, and he was irrational for a while and made excesses, and there was no one behind him." At the moment he has been detained by the police, we ...... What needs to be done? β
Lu Boyan glanced at Su Jian'an: "Forget it." β
"Countβthat?" specially asked him to check, just find out...... Never mind?
Shen Yuechuan is also a human spirit, and immediately understood that it must be Su Jian'an who didn't want to make a big deal out of it, and smiled: "Okay, listen to my sister-in-law!" β
Lu Boyan hung up the phone, still looking like a storm was coming, Su Jianan leaned over and smiled at him: "Have you forgotten what I did?" As he spoke, he proudly raised his elegant chin, "It's just a little mouse, isn't it even enough to practice when we first learned autopsy!" β
"......" The haze on Lu Boyan's face dissipated, and the corners of his lips finally had a smile.
Su Jian'an breathed a sigh of relief.
Back home, on the sofa in the living room sat two strange young women, blonde and blue-eyed, fair-skinned and high-nosedβEuropeans in disguise.
"These two ladies are Mr. Jesse's assistants."
With Uncle Xu's introduction, they stood up and stretched out their hands towards Su Jian'an, and spit out the words in British English: "Hello, Mrs. Lu." Mr. Jesse is designing a wedding dress for you, and we need your cooperation to get some data. β
Su Jian'an looked at Lu Boyan in disbelief: "What they said about Mr. Jesse, is it JesseDavid?" β
She's one of those people who don't know anything about fashion, but even their kind don't know JesseDavid.
In Luo Xiaoxi's words, he is the most dreamy wedding dress designer in the world, and there are three conditions necessary for a perfect wedding: the groom is the one he loves the most. Bridesmaids are the best sisters. The wedding dress was made by Jesse David.
Even Han Ruoxi, a first-line actress who is like a fish in water and arrogant in the fashion industry, personally visited JesseDavid to design a wedding dress for herself, and when the media broke the news, there were countless people who speculated that Han Ruoxi was going to marry Lu Boyan.
Big names are usually difficult to invite, this JesseDavid is the most difficult to invite, it is said that he has rejected Hollywood superstars in public, just because the actress's appearance is not his thing, it is even more difficult for Orientals to invite him, so Su Jian'an is so surprised.
Lu Boyan looked indifferent: "Who else is there besides him?" β
Shocked, Su Jianan followed the design assistant to the upstairs room to measure it.
From the assistant's mouth, Su Jian'an learned that Jesse would be responsible for designing the wedding dresses she would use for taking pictures and holding the wedding, as well as the dresses she would use before and after the wedding. He won't take any orders until he helps her design all the wedding dresses and dresses.
"Mrs. Lu, such an example is unprecedented." The assistant said while measuring Su Jian'an's arm circumference, "Mr. Jesse originally only agreed to design wedding dresses, but when he accidentally saw your photo, he offered to take charge of all the designs!" β
Before Su Jian'an could say anything, another assistant suddenly mentioned Han Ruoxi: "You are a very famous female star here, Han ...... Oh, Han Ruoxi! A few years ago, she wanted Mr. Jesse to help her design a wedding dress and take a set of photos, but Jesse refused! β
Su Jian'an was stunned: "At that time, Miss Han wanted to design a wedding dress, just to take pictures?" β
"yes." The assistant said, "She doesn't have a boyfriend, what can she do besides taking pictures in a wedding dress?" β
Su Jian'an was half melancholy and half happy.
At that time, when she saw the news that Han Ruoxi was going to design a wedding dress, her first reaction was the same as many people, Han Ruoxi and Lu Boyan were about to achieve a positive result.
Now that I think about it, it was just a means for Han Ruoxi's group to maintain exposure and topicality, releasing this kind of old stalk that seems to be nothing, and detonating the discussion in the outside world.
She was sad for days!
After measuring all the data, Su Jian'an sent the design assistant downstairs, and the assistant took the initiative to explain to Lu Boyan: "Mr. Lu, Mr. Jesse said that as soon as he makes a satisfactory design, he will send the design draft to you immediately." β
"Thank you." Lu Boyan asked Uncle Xu to send his assistant away.
Su Jian'an was in a good mood, and ran over to hold Lu Boyan's hand: "Are you sure you don't want me to help you about the wedding?" β
Lu Boyan single-handedly arranged all the big and small things of the wedding, and he said that she only needed to wait for him to be his bride with peace of mind. But now Su Jianan suspected that he couldn't keep up.
"It's not that I don't need your help." Lu Boyan said, "You don't need to make trouble. β
Su Jian'an pursed her lips and said as if she would only make trouble!
"Butβ" she looked at Lu Boyan with a smile, "I did think about making trouble at your wedding!" β
Lu Boyan frowned, and danger seeped from his tone: "Make it clear." β
"If the person who married you is not me, I don't make trouble, do I want to smile and say to you, 'I wish you happiness'?" Without waiting for Lu Boyan to answer, Su Jianan emphasized loudly, "I can't do it!" β
Lu Boyan's expression turned gloomy, and he pulled the little monster into his arms: "When the weather gets warmer next year, we will hold a wedding." β
Su Jian shrank in Lu Boyan's arms, and the corners of her lips unconsciously raised a light smile, as if she had seen the days when the grass grew and the warbler flew and the sun was warm in the coming year.
But when I looked closely, there were snowflakes fluttering outside the window at the moment.
Su Jian'an's eyes lit up, and she grabbed Lu Boyan's hand excitedly: "Husband, it's snowing!" β
Because of the cold, Su Jian'an doesn't like winter very much, but she likes snow.
When night is approaching, the snowflakes are falling one after another, and after lying in the warm quilt for one night, you can wake up the next day and see the snow on the branches and under the eaves, and the whole world is covered in white and flawless.
Lu Boyan took Su Jian'an's hand as if he had known that it would snow today: "Go out and have a look." β
The two walked outside, and the lights in the garden happened to be lit up one after another, illuminating the falling snowflakes very clearly, Su Jian'an reached out to pick it up, and a few snowflakes fell on his palms and fingertips, but as soon as the cold wind blew, it immediately melted, only the fingertips left a feeling like a cold knife.
But she refused to retract her hand, and she fell into her memories: "When I was a child, I looked forward to the snow in the winter, and when it snowed, I put on the gloves and scarves that my mother knitted for us, and had snowball fights with my brother and the neighbors' children. When we get tired of playing, there must be sweet soup waiting for us that my mother has just boiled. β
In the blink of an eye, her mother had been away from her for almost ten years.
She never had a snowball fight again, and she never drank such a delicious sweet soup again.
Lu Boyan didn't speak, but just wrapped Su Jian'an's cold little hand into his palm, and then Uncle Xu walked out of the room: "Young master, young lady, dinner is ready." β
When she returned to the restaurant and sat down, Su Jian'an found that in addition to dinner, there was also a small pot of sweet soup on the table, the ingredients were extremely common and common, and it was not a precious tonic, but her mother liked the sweet soup very much, and she often drank it when she was a child.
Su Jianan subconsciously looked at Lu Boyan, his eyes were full of surprise, and Lu Boyan said lightly: "Your brother read the weather forecast in the morning and called me." β
Su Jian'an tasted the sweet soup, and the sweetness spread from her taste buds to her heart.
She did lose some, but she also had a lot.
It's just that at the last moment of her life, she doesn't know if she will lose the only happiness in front of her like losing her mother.
This is the first snow of this winter, and the menacing force cannot be ignored, and people walking on the street have stopped to look up and reach out to catch the falling snowflakes, and the streets are a lot of excitement for a while.
Such weather is suitable for making unknown trades.
A sedan stopped at the door of the clubhouse, and a woman wearing a coat and sunglasses got out of the car, wrapping herself in a half-baked line. Even if the closest people see her, they may not be able to recognize her.
She walked straight to a private room on the fourth floor, took off her sunglasses, and showed her big beautiful eyes.
Kang Ruicheng in the private room had been waiting for a long time, let go of the woman in his arms and motioned her out, and made a "please" gesture to Han Ruoxi: "Sit." β
As soon as she sat down, Han Ruoxi suddenly felt unbearable, and yawned with the back of her hand covering her mouth.
I don't know if too many things have happened recently, she has been like this a lot these days, inexplicably tired and sleepy, but as soon as she smokes, this feeling disappears again.
Kang Ruicheng glanced at her, and an imperceptible smile flashed in his eyes.
If you look closely, you can see that the smile is as cool as the snowflakes outside the window.
Han Ruoxi subconsciously opened the bag to look for cigarettes, but found that the cigarette box was empty, and looked at Kang Ruicheng: "Can you ask someone to help me buy a pack of cigarettes?" β
"What's the problem?"
Kang Ruicheng ordered, and soon someone brought cigarettes in, which was the brand that Han Ruoxi was used to smoking.
Ordered one and only took a mouthful, Han Ruoxi frowned - there was something wrong. But I can't say where.
She extinguished her cigarette and yawned one after another, followed by a very uncomfortable feeling.
Everything seemed to be expected by Kang Ruicheng, and he handed Han Ruoxi a cigarette: "Miss Han, try this?" β
Han Ruoxi was dismissive, "I only smoke one kind of cigarette." β
"Like you only drink a certain brand of mineral water?" Kang Ruicheng smiled, "Trust me, you're going to love this." β
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"You must have the feeling of ten thousand ants eating bones now, if you don't want to be more uncomfortable, just smoke the cigarette I gave you."
Speaking of which, if you can't notice anything, it's not Han Ruoxi.
Her eyes widened, and her blade-like cold and sharp gaze brushed towards Kang Ruicheng: "What did you add to my cigarette!?" β
"As I said, I need your promise that you will not betray me under any circumstances." Kang Ruicheng lit a cigar and leaned back comfortably, like a strategizing dark emperor, "I don't trust anyone. Unless, this person is completely under my control. β