Looking down from the observation deck, you can see a large garden.

It's the height of summer, with flowers and greenery.

Far away, you can smell a refreshing fragrance.

Qiao Yu held her chin, leaned on the glass railing and looked down, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

How old is the road?

Why is he here?

The man is dressed in a white lounge suit, casual style. His black hair hung casually in front of his forehead, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses rested on the bridge of his nose, and he was pruning the branches and leaves of a pot of roses with great interest.

This Qiao Yu knows that every day on the dining table, there will be a bouquet of fresh flowers.

Sometimes it's a rose, sometimes it's a lily.

Since she lived in Jinyuan, she woke up every morning with the scent of roses. She always thought that the maid put it away, but today she saw Lu Shinian pruning roses with her own eyes-

She wanted to stop Lu Shinian's thoughts faded, hooked her lips, and quietly found a secret position, wanting to see what Lu Shinian was going to do next.

Just when she was just hiding, Lu Shinian seemed to feel something, and his faint gaze swept over.

It was extremely powerful, like a sharp dagger, with endless cold and aura, shooting out from his eyes that seemed to be an endless abyss.

Qiao Yu broke out in a cold sweat after realizing it.

touched the cold back of his neck and smiled bitterly, it turns out that this is the real Lu Shinian?

followed her, and the appearance he showed was like two people.

If this fantasy world is used, Qiao Yu has to wonder if there are two souls living in Lu Shinian's body.

A ruthless, decisive killing. A pampered, gentle into the sea.

But fortunately, Lu Shinian didn't seem to notice her existence, just glanced at it, and faintly withdrew his gaze, and his gaze fell on the roses in front of him again.

The sun was shining on his skin, white and almost transparent. Beauty and flowers, the long eyelashes hang lightly, like a butterfly about to kiss a lover, the picture is gentle to the extreme for a while.

The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he seemed to be in a very good mood.

Qiao Yu simply sat down and admired the beautiful scenery in front of her through the glass.

She didn't even notice it, she was giggling herself.

Such a good-looking man, it turned out to be hers!

It's incredible—

Qiao Yu thought that the beautiful picture would last forever.

But she saw a tall man she had never seen before, dressed in the same black clothes as Lu Qilu Ba, carrying a middle-aged man with fat in one hand, like a dead dog.

With a loud "bang", the man was thrown at the feet of the road like garbage.

Qiao Yu was stunned, the transformation came too quickly, she didn't come back to her senses for a while, and her eyes were fixed on the scene in the garden.

The man trembled like chaff, and he didn't even have the courage to look up at the road. As soon as he was thrown to the ground, he got up quickly and knelt at the feet of Lu Shinian.

"Lord, master...... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry...... I know it's wrong, please, please spare me this time! Master......"

In the sun, the delicate and picturesque man lowered his eyes, carefully inserting the pruned roses into the vase, his eyes gentle and delicate.

The voice is low and languid.

"What did you take from me?"

The man was so excited that he couldn't speak.

There was a sudden kick in the back.

Lu San was a big man with a black face, he couldn't tell his age, and he was dressed in black and wrapped around his muscular body.