Lu Ziluo's lips trembled, and his right hand on An Yun's arm also trembled.

"I ...... I'm a little sick to my heart. An Yun's voice was so soft that she could barely hear it.

She spoke in an airy voice and was very weak.

Lu Ziluo was frightened by An Yun's reaction and cried, "Sister Yunyun, I'm ...... What am I going to do? ”

"Called...... Ambulance. An Yun said with difficulty.

Lu Ziluo immediately took out his mobile phone and called an ambulance.

An Yun saw her eyelashes drooping, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a sneering smile, and even the gentle eyes on weekdays became extremely cunning.

Jiang Nuan will never want to fight with her!

She only deserves to be her own underdog.

The other side.

Office of the President of the Luk Consortium.

The man is tall, holding a glass of American espresso in his hand, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Zhou Zheng's black suit made him even more cold and clear.

The afternoon sun was warm, and the fine light shone through the light gray gauze curtain and sprinkled on Lu Siyu's slightly drooping eyelashes.

The man's eyes were like ink, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his cold handsome face was leisurely and calm.

With a "ding", the phone rang.

After Jiang Nuan swiped the card, Lu Siyu received a text message reminder.

The man walked over the couch to the desk, his fingers picking up his phone.

If it weren't for this text message, Lu Siyu would have forgotten that he had given the supplementary card to Jiang Nuan.

At that time, he saw that she was pitiful and had no money on her, so out of sympathy, he generously threw the card to her.

It's just that after three years of marriage, Jiang Nuan is still brushing it for the first time.

Lu Siyu looked at the consumer information, BKM store, 2.3 million.

Did this woman go shopping for luxury goods?

The man hooked his thin lips and smiled, and sent Jiang Nuan a WeChat message.

[If you like it, buy more.] 】

When Jiang Nuan received the text message, she had already put on a new mobile phone and was sitting in the Marus café drinking afternoon tea with Xu Mengsheng.

Although Jiang Nuan didn't plan to have the baby in her belly, she still kept her mouth shut and didn't drink coffee.

She ordered a glass of orange juice and some cake.

Jiang Nuan looked at the WeChat sent by Lu Siyu and narrowed her apricot eyes slightly.

Xu Mengsheng saw that her expression was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Jiang Nuan raised her delicate face and handed the phone to Xu Mengsheng to see.

"Lu Siyu sent me a message, what do you mean by him?"

Jiang Nuan couldn't understand the WeChat sent by Lu Siyu.

No matter how you look at it, you feel that Lu Siyu is talking back.

At the bottom of her heart, she was inexplicably uneasy.

Perhaps, because she is just a fake "Mrs. Lu", she will be so nervous when she swipes his card.

Two million ,300,000 is not a small number, and Jiang Nuan is afraid that Lu Siyu will be held responsible.

After reading WeChat, Xu Mengsheng raised his slender eyebrows, and his red lips raised slightly, "I think he literally." ”

Jiang Nuan clenched his fingers, his expression was a little serious, "Really? ”

Xu Mengsheng nodded, "Of course, Lu Siyu is not a stingy person, he is so rich, you can't see it if you spend this little money on him." ”

"But...... I'm still a little worried. Jiang Nuan bit her crimson lip.

"Don't panic, if he blames you, you tell me, I'll give him the money."

Xu Mengsheng patted his chest.

Jiang Nuan was silent, thinking to himself that he had been frugal since he was a child, and he really had never felt the fun of a rich man.

After marrying Lu Siyu, she experienced a luxurious life a little.

It's just that Jiang Nuan doesn't like to spend money on those luxury goods.

In the past three years, Lu Siyu has given her a lot of money, and if she didn't have to help Song Qiuxian pay off her debts, she would have been free to luxury.

Jiang Nuan's sense of morality is too strong, and he always feels that spending Lu Siyu's money is not good.

She didn't want Lu Siyu to feel that she was the kind of woman who was greedy for vanity.

"Or...... I'm going to go get this bag back. Jiang Nuan said in a soft voice.

"Don't, if you really want to return, I'll give you the money, anyway, this bag is my fancy and plan to give you a birthday gift."

Xu Mengsheng had a righteous expression on his face, and resolutely disagreed with Jiang Nuan to return the bag.

"Ah Sheng, I'm a little uneasy."

Xu Mengsheng smiled softly and comforted Jiang Nuan, "It's okay, you give him a reply to WeChat, just say ...... Thank you husband. ”

"Huh?" Jiang Nuan stared at him, and the whole person was very embarrassed.

She never called Lu Siyu "husband" in private.

"Come on, just do what I say, don't ink!"

Xu Mengsheng saw Jiang Nuan hesitating, looking very entangled, and his heart was about to die.

She simply took Jiang Nuan's mobile phone, and her fingers jumped quickly on the screen.

In less than two seconds, Xu Mengsheng sent out the edited four words.

Jiang Nuan looked at her anxiously, a little awkward, "Ah Sheng! ”

"Listen to me, good."

Xu Mengsheng domineeringly pinched the mobile phone in his palm and did not allow Jiang Nuan to snatch it.

Jiang Nuan snorted and had to give up struggling.

The two waited for a long time, but they didn't wait for Lu Siyu's reply.

After all, it is a stone sinking into the sea.

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Dark, damp basement.

Song Qiuxian screamed in pain.

She was blindfolded with a black cloth and tied to a post, covered in bloody whip marks.

"Ah...... Crazy, you're all crazy! ”

"Do you know who my son-in-law is? You'd better kill me, or wait...... When I get out, I'm going to cut you with a thousand swords!" ”

The man standing beside her raised his arm, and the whip fell heavily on her.

"How dare you shout when you are dying?"

Song Qiuxian hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Ah...... Don't fight, don't fight, I beg you, stop fighting! ”

"You...... If you want money, call my daughter, my daughter has money. ”

The man whipped quickly, again and again, and hit her with flesh and skin.

Song Qiuxian had a loveless expression on her face.

Ever since she had been forcibly brought to this place at Camchem last night, she had been subjected to the most brutal torture of her life.

Last night, she was tied up on a pillar all night.

I don't eat or drink, and I can't sleep yet.

Those madmen tied nails around her neck.

As soon as she lowered her head, the sharp nails would go straight into her throat.

Song Qiuxian was so frightened that she didn't sleep all night, and she still had palpitations until now.

Several times, nails had pierced her skin.

On the skin, there were pinholes everywhere, and blood flowed.

In the first half of the night, Song Qiuxian's mental state was not bad and she could hold on.

However, by three or four o'clock in the morning, she really couldn't hold on.

The two eyelids were so sleepy that they fought.

was pierced by a nail a few times, Song Qiuxian forced herself not to bow her head, so she could only lean her neck and cry silently.

From morning to now, she has been whipped dozens of times.

Up and down, there is not a single intact place.

She was dizzy and groggy, and the fear in her heart was even stronger when she was blindfolded by the black cloth.

The bodyguard led by him sat directly in front of Song Qiuxian, and suddenly raised his right hand, signaling the little brother who was whipping Song Qiuxian to stop first.

"Old witch, you still have the face to say that your daughter, your daughter is a mother like you, it is really eight lifetimes of blood mold!"

The bodyguard snorted fiercely, raised his foot, and kicked at Song Qiuxian's calf.