Chu Xi never thought that a rebirth was a gift from fate.

After giving her the hardest ordeal and driving her to a corner, he gave her the prosperity of a prosperous world.

Lu Zuoyu gently held up her fair chin, and the corners of her lips were attached to Chu Xi's lips, which seemed to have a slight temptation: "Today, I am 18 years old and an adult." ”

Chu Xi's ears turned red, and the silver ring on his ring finger suddenly felt a little cool and heavy.

Chu Xi pretended to take two steps back, leaned his back against the glass, and raised his head to warn: "The marriage proposal master can agree, but other excessive requests are not possible yet." ”

Lu Zuoyu asked knowingly, his voice hoarse: "What is too much to ask?" ”

Chu Xi secretly spit in his heart, Nima's black-bellied president of the Lu family, a handsome face with thick skin that can be used as a city wall.

Despite this, the happy roses that bloomed in Chu Xi's heart still filled her heart. She held Lu Zuoyu's hand and looked at the silver ring on his ring finger, the simple and perfect structure and delicate fell on his knuckled fingers.

Chu Xi grinned and said, "Ice cubes, don't take off this ring." When you go to a prom or a social party, you have to wear it. ”

She wants to show those bees and butterflies that this man belongs to her.

The ring is truly the greatest invention of mankind, firmly tethering one's heart and preventing others from approaching.

Lu Zuoyu smiled silently, clasped Chu Xi's palm, and Chu Xi's smile was in the black pupils, which was beautiful.

Chu Xi coughed slightly, pulled Lu Zuoyu's hand, and commanded domineeringly: "Bing Cube, hurry up and close your eyes, I want to kiss you." ”

Lu Zuoyu raised his eyebrows and caught a glimpse of a touch of red on the root of Chu Xi's white jade ear.

So, Lord Rikujin obediently closed his eyes.

Chu Xi raised his lips and hooked his neck with one hand.

Standing on tiptoe, the corner of the cherry red lips was on his lips, and he wanted to learn the posture of landing Zuo Yu, and kissed him heavily and domineeringly... But the enlarged handsome face in front of the king's eyes, Chu Xi was slightly stunned for a second, and then the tip of his nose touched the tip of his nose, and kissed it lightly and very freshly.

"Po~"

The dragonfly is like water, with a little ambiguity.

Although the kiss was very fresh, Chu Xiaobawang was still domineering and said: "This is the mark of the master, this place can only be mine, do you hear?" ”

If one day, Lu Zuoyu goes to kiss other girls, Chu Xi will definitely seal his mouth with tape! Then take out the knife and threaten his little brother!

Lu Zuoyu's black eyelashes moved, and he opened his eyes quietly, the corners of his lips were moist, and Chu Xi's shallow and good smell.

Lu Zuoyu grabbed her arm, lowered his head with a smile, and narrowed his eyes: "This mark seems to be a little shallow." ”

Chu Xi frowned beautifully, and when he saw the deep blackness of Lu Zuoyu's eyes, a familiar premonition suddenly surged into his heart.

Sure enough, the next moment the person was firmly pressed against the glass.

Behind him is a 100-meter Ferris wheel in the sky, and Lu Zuoyu's blazing oppression is on his body...

A kiss in the sky, lingering and compassionate.

Lu Zuoyu used his practical actions to deepen this imprint...

It was Chinese New Year's Eve, and the cold wind of winter in the south blew through the lonely playground and skimmed the high-altitude Ferris wheel.

On the glass wall, the two intertwined figures are blurred, and there is a happy and warm breath diffused in the wind...

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Nandu Airport.

The plane slowly landed, and the boarding ladder was lowered.

A shrewd businessman in his sixties, supported by his secretary, walked down the stairs on crutches.

Li Zeyan, who had been waiting for a long time, walked over and shook hands politely: "Mr. Mo, wait for a long time." ”

Mr. Mo, don't meet. The current head of the century-old family in Kyoto, with the efforts of Mo Xiangfeng for decades, the Mo family, which was originally precarious, gradually occupied the vast black and white market and became one of the two major forces in Kyoto.

The royal industries of Mohs and the Countess were evenly divided.

What is even more commendable is that in the struggle between Lu Zuoyu and the Countess, the Mo family has always maintained an outsider attitude, never standing in the camp, and never participating in the competition between the two major forces.

This time, Mr. Mo arrived in Nandu in order to sign an overseas cooperation agreement with Lu's Group and negotiate reasonable business interests.

Mr. Mo is over sixty years old, with a thin figure and a gray top-of-the-line suit. Crutches, gray hair, gold-rimmed glasses, and an old bark-like face, he still retains his characteristic shrewdness.

Mr. Mo held Li Zeyan's hand and said, "Mr. Li, I haven't seen you for a few days, don't come unharmed." ”

Li Zeyan's handsome face did not change, neither humble nor arrogant: "In this business negotiation, I hope that Mr. Mo's subordinates will be merciful." ”

"How can there be mercy on his subordinates, the Xiao Li brothers are young and promising, the president of the Lu family is strategizing, in the south controlled by the Lu group, I can't make big waves." Mr. Mo laughed out loud, his voice was like old glass broken, which made people extremely uncomfortable.

Li Zeyan skimmed over the cabin and found that Old Man Mo not only brought the accompanying secretaries and executives, but even brought dozens of black-clothed bodyguards.

Everyone in the circle knows that the Mo family's business is bloody.

The mysterious Mo Shao of the Mo family has a group of outstanding killers; The old man of the Mo family often uses dark forces to expand his business territory.

These bodyguards were all dressed in sunglasses and black, standing coldly and straight, with the bloody aura of long-term sharpening, meticulously guarding behind Old Man Mo, like sharp knives.

Old man Mo didn't seem to have come to negotiate, but like he had brought the killer at home to declare war.

Li Zeyan was secretly vigilant in his heart, and his face was still as warm as jade: "Please come with me, the group has arranged the best hotel." ”

The group departed from the airport.

The winter wind blew through the southern metropolis and froze the roadside direction signs.

In the evening, Mo Xiangfeng and his group of subordinates settled in the Nandu Hotel.

The secretary first checked the decoration in the presidential suite to make sure that there was no eavesdropping equipment, etc., and then cautiously withdrew.

Mo Xiangyu put on an elderly Tang costume, put his hands behind his back, and stood outside the floor-to-ceiling window to watch the night view of the southern city.

The huge L logo of the Lu Group, in the countless neon lights, is conspicuous and bright, silently proclaiming the strength of the Lu Group in the south.

Mo Xiangyu took off his gold-wire glasses, and his withered old face looked at the Lu Group Building almost greedily.

This young, large, and vibrant group, relying on the original intertwined forces, gradually rose in the south. Mo Xiangyu has reason to believe that after giving the Lu Group five years of development, it will become the largest group in Shenghuaguo.

When the time comes, fame, wealth, power, and glory all belong to the young and promising Lu Zuoyu.

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, this Lu Zuoyu is really terrible." Mo Xiangyu sighed, and the greed in the old man's eyes couldn't be concealed.

How good would it be if we could occupy the Lu family and transfer the nutrition of the Lu group for decades to the Mo family?

His talented stepson, knowing his ambitions, gave him a way.

A path that can destroy the Lu Group.

Lu Zuoyu is the youngest elite in Shenghuaguo, and heroes are often emotionally defeated...

Mo Xiangyu flipped through the information, which was confidential information sent by his stepson.

Although he was very sure, Mo Shao must be using him to achieve some ulterior secrets.

But Mo Shao's conditions are too tempting——— and being able to obtain the economic resources of the Lu Group is a luxury that Mo Xiangyu dreams of.

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Chinese New Year's Eve passes, and Spring Festival solstice.

Lu Zuoyu has been busy dealing with engagement matters recently, and at the same time preparing a business contract with the Mo family.

Regarding Chu Xi's identity, Lu Zuoyu plans to hold a press conference ten days later to announce Chu Xi's identity to the world.

However, Chu Xi has nothing to do, watching Lu Zuo Yu busy every day, and then thinking about his life of feeding dogs in bed every day, Chu Xi rarely feels guilty.

So the day before the press conference, Chu Xi went to the headquarters of Lu's Group, intending to help Lu Zuoyu share the pressure of work, and as a senior computer engineer, help Lu Zuoyu check the group's network problems.

It was a cold day in the depths of winter, and Chu Xi was wrapped in a white down jacket and went into Lu Zuoyu's office.

The senior employees of the group have become familiar with the president, a well-connected, handsome and stubborn friend. The president even personally instructed Chu Xi to be free in the group and do whatever he wanted. Even if she transfers the group's assets of more than 100 million yuan in public, it will be up to her...

So, when the employees saw Chu Xi, they automatically ignored and took the initiative to give way, never disturbing Chu Xi's every move.

It's just that when Chu Xi was looking for Lu Zuoyu's traces everywhere, the employee respectfully reminded: "Brother Chu, Mr. Lu is still in a meeting at the branch, and he may not be able to come back in the afternoon." ”

Chu Xi nodded as if he understood whether he understood or not, shrugged his shoulders, and slipped back to Lu Zuoyu's huge office.

Lu Zuoyu's office is very large, and there are secret compartments to facilitate Lu Zuoyu's daily rest.

Chu Xi walked around twice inside, had nothing to do, looked through the information on Lu Zuoyu's desk, and turned on his computer to check if he had a "girlfriend" hidden in the plate.

Bored for a while, Chu Xi stretched his waist and wanted to go to the group's technical department to chat with the hackers.

She made a cup of hot coffee, held it in the palm of her hand,

Push open the door to the president's office, turn right, and take the elevator downstairs.

The technical department is on the 34th floor.

With a "ding" sound, the door opened, and Chu Xili took care of the black scarf, holding the hot coffee, and walked out of the elevator.

She lifted her eyes and casually glanced into the ordinary elevator opposite.

In fact, the change of fate is often because of a superfluous look, an inadvertent action, and an occasional glance up.

Then, the carefully disguised surface of happiness suddenly collapsed and shattered to the ground.

She saw five men in black, surrounded by an old man in Tang costume in his sixties;

She saw Li Zeyan standing next to the old man in Tang costume, talking to the old man in a low voice;

She saw the elevator doors close, slowly ascending.

Chu Xi was stunned...

The hot coffee in her hand slipped through her slender fingers, rubbed against the silver ring on her right ring finger, and shattered into a puddle of steaming black liquid on the ground...

That old man, his name is Mo Xiangyu.

She remembered it so well.

One of the leaders of the group who once chased and killed No. 13, the cruel and indifferent head of the Mo family——— met Mo.