"What about Zi Zhan? What about Lu Zizhan?! The screams sounded from the room, and Song Mu walked out of the room with her face unkempt, her eyes full of bloodshots. She grabbed the arm of the bodyguard at the door, her nails digging deep into the other's arm.

She didn't realize it, but the bodyguard was so bored that he raised his hand and wanted to fight. The man next to him took the man's hand and shook his head at him.

Then he turned his head to look at Mother Song, and said softly to her: "Mrs. Song, Mr. Lu is always busy, you ......"

Mother Song slapped her, and her nails directly scratched the bodyguard's face, looking scathing. At him, he scolded: "Busy? No matter how busy Zizhan is, he will come to see me.

It must be you, this group of people deceived and deceived the subordinates and did not inform Zi Zhan. You say, do you think my wife is a bully?! ”

The bodyguard's eyes sank, and when he stared at Song Mu, his eyes were dark.

Mother Song was a little frightened by his gaze, raised her head and bluffed, "What are you doing?" Are you trying to scare my wife?! ”

"Mrs. Song, please come in. Otherwise, your face is not good-looking, your affairs have been arranged by Mr. Lu, and you can't afford to have the general knowledge of our group of migrant workers. The bodyguard looked at Mother Song with a smile, and continued,

"After all, we're just in charge of your daily life."

After the words fell, he stretched out his hand and pushed Song Mu directly in, closing the door directly.

Let Song Mu slap and roar inside the door.

"What now?" A colleague next to him asked, looking at him.

The bodyguard raised his eyes, turned his head to look at the person on the side, and said, "In addition to notifying Mr. Lu, do you have any other methods?" ”

He covered the wound on his face, his eyes were slightly sunken, sooner or later, he would have to kill this.

……

At night, Lu Zhai.

Knock Knock Knock –

The door of the study opened, and the housekeeper walked in later, looking at Lu Zizhan who was sitting at the table and was processing official documents. stepped forward, put the late on the table, and said to him:

"Young master, there's news over there, Mother Song has been asking."

Lu Zizhan's eyebrows inevitably frowned, the pen in his hand paused slightly, and his eyes were slightly gloomy.

The housekeeper saw that Lu Zizhan's eyes were gloomy and difficult to guess, and continued: "Young master, don't you think you pay too much attention to Mu Ci? ”

Lu Zizhan raised his eyes and looked at him.

"She's your enemy, but ......," the butler continued, with his head slightly lowered, "she has become the most inseparable of your life now, and the only sight you have now." ”

Smack-

"Mu Porcelain, I will never like it." Lu Zizhan pressed the pen, Huo Ran got up as if taking an oath, and he picked up the tea on the table. Turning his back, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the dark night scene outside the window.

He spoke deeply, "Let's go, let's do it." ”

"Yes, young master." The butler replied.

It's late autumn, and the cold wind is cold, but I don't know whose heart it has blown.

The night is getting deeper.

Under the moonlight, Ying Yi stood on top of the bell tower, and as far as the eye could see, was the place where the old mansion of the Lu family was located. He clutched a pocket watch in his hand, his eyes dark, not knowing what to think until he lowered his cloak.

took off the mask below, and under the mask was a white handsome face, and the starry eyebrows and sword eyes were good-looking. It's just that in those dark eyes, there is a faint color of indifference.

He said, "Falling in love with her? You're still, in love with her! ”

He clenched his pocket watch tightly, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.

A gust of wind blew, rolling up a cloud of fallen leaves and blowing them into the air. And at the top of this bell tower, there is no shadow of a single figure.