In the private room, there was a group of warblers and Yanyan with heavy makeup sitting around Shen Xi.

Hearing Shen Xi's words, the delicate body of the female companion beside him clinged to him, and said delicately in his ear: "Oh, Mr. Shen, isn't it enough for you to have a family?" Besides, people's figures are not bad~"

Shen Xi smiled evilly, and his big hand was idly playing in front of his female companion, causing the other party to laugh again and again, and he smiled meaninglessly: "It's really enough." ”

Lu Yiheng sat by the window, his hand with a Louis Vuitton watch resting firmly on his knees, the light coming in from the window drew a clear boundary line between light and dark on his deep and handsome features, and the colorful streamers under his dark eyes crossed from time to time.

He didn't say a word, but even so, he was the most important presence to be reckoned with, and there were quite a few women who looked at him from time to time.

But his surroundings were clean, and no one dared to come close.

The women who often accompany this little Mr. Shen have more or less heard some rumors about Lu Yiheng.

It is rumored that Lu Yiheng has a white moonlight hidden in his heart, a surviving person, with three thousand weak waters, and he is only willing to take such a scoop, and there were also people who were not afraid of death before who wanted to climb Lu Yiheng's bed, but he was stripped of his clothes and thrown on the street, and it didn't take long for that person to disappear.

It was a disappearance in the social sense, and since then, no one has heard the slightest trace of this person.

What's even more mysterious is that the woman's family is indifferent to this, and has no intention of getting the person back.

So no matter how tempting Lu Yiheng's piece of meat is, he doesn't dare to gnaw it without fear of death.

Lu Yiheng's eyes fell on the woman beside Lu Qiyan, the woman was wearing sparse and ordinary sportswear, outlining the beautiful curves of the woman who was plump but not fat, she wore a mask in the style of demon wings, but the tips of her feathers were angelic white and sacred white wings.

The woman's exposed jawline is superior and smooth, and the neck line is delicate, revealing a fragile beauty that can be grasped in one hand.

I have to say that Lu Qiyan's eye for picking women this time is really good, even if he doesn't look at his face, this figure is also the best.

But Lu Yiheng didn't have any unnecessary fluctuations in his heart, just stopped for a short time, and then withdrew his gaze lightly.

……

"Didn't my sister see it that day? She is in a wheelchair, because her legs are just decorations, she needs to be taken care of by her side when she eats and drinks, and she loses her temper at every turn," Lu Qiyan paused, and said: "Let me add one more thing, it is a cripple who is not very sensible and has a bad heart." ”

Jian Huan can get a glimpse of it from Lu Qiyan's words, it seems that there is a lot of holiday between Lu Qiyan and Lu Yiyi.

"What happened to her leg?"

Looking at the atmosphere of talking between Lu Yiheng and Lu Yiyi, does it have something to do with Lu Yiheng?

"Well, because of a kidnapping." Lu Qiyan replied nonchalantly.

He stared straight at Jian Huan's face, without moving an inch, although he could get a certain amount of satisfaction from looking at his sister, but he also felt a little unhappy in his heart.

He just called Jian Huan out on the grounds of Lu Yiyi, but Jian Huan really only cared about the Lu family's affairs.

Does she really want to be sincere to Lu Yiheng?

"Kidnapping?"

Something suddenly flashed through Jian Huan's mind, but she couldn't catch it because it passed too quickly.

Just as she was about to ask, someone next to her suddenly interrupted her.

"Miss, this is a wine from a gentleman on the third floor." Ying waiter walked over to Jian Huan with a glass of ice-green absinthe, and with a "buckle", the bottom of the glass lightly hit the tabletop, and the crystal clear ice cubes in the glass shook and made a few crisp sounds.

Jian Huan casually raised her eyes lazily and looked in the direction pointed by the waiter.

Through the half-open square edge glass, she saw a perfect and familiar side face.

Her pupils dilated, and her breath suffocated.

It's Lu Yiheng!

…… Did he see her?!