When Song Yihuan heard this, she was stunned for a moment.

She glared at Lu Huaijing in disbelief, and her eyes were red:

"Ah Jing, this woman, she humiliated me, and even made me make a fool of myself in front of you, Ah Jing, you know what I care about the most, why do you want to face an outsider, is it because my leg is broken, so you dislike me?"

Her series of questions gave Lu Huaijing a headache.

He pinched his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Yihuan, I think you need to calm down, after all, the body is the most important thing, if there is no Alina, you may really be in a wheelchair for the rest of your life." ”

When Song Yihuan heard this, she immediately stopped crying.

A layer of deep hatred appeared in her eyes, and she just wanted to open her mouth to argue about something, but Lu Huaijing didn't give him this opportunity.

He raised his voice and called Song Fei in, and his voice was a little colder: "Take good care of her." ”

After speaking, he motioned for Nanyan to leave.

The latter stepped forward indifferently to pack up all the things, and left with Lu Huaijing.

The moment the door closed, Song Fei couldn't help but say worriedly: "Miss Song-ah!" ”

Before she finished her words, Song Yihuan went crazy and pushed all the things on the table to the ground.

There was a crackling sound, and everything was smashed.

Song Fei was frightened, but before she could speak again, her wrist was pinched fiercely.

"Who are you looking for, is she really Alina, Song Fei, are you lying to me?" 、

Song Yi asked hoarsely, her gloomy face showing that her expression was very hideous.

Song Fei shook her head again and again and explained, "She...... She is indeed Alina, Miss Song, you ...... It's not worth ...... you dissipate."

"Get out of here!"

Song Yihuan angrily shook off the hand she wanted to comfort, but soon, she covered her face and cried like a deflated ball.

"Miss Song......"

Song Yihuan's shoulders twitched, and tears flowed down her fingers.

……

Inside the study.

Nanyan followed Lu Huaijing into the door, and all the furnishings here didn't look like this man's office style.

"I'm really sorry, Alina, I apologize to you for Yihuan."

The handsome man turned his head sideways and stretched out his hand towards Nanyan, although the tone of his voice was still the same as usual cold, but there was indeed a little apology in his eyes and eyes.

Nanyan raised her hand gently, her slender fingers, her round and full nails were slender and clean, and her jade fingers seemed to be unintentional, and she gently touched the back of the man's hand, but soon, she took it back.

"Mr. Lu, you ...... Are you going to marry Miss Song soon? ”

Her voice was light, but her voice was clear, but she said something that was not what she asked.

Lu Huaijing's face turned pale, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned: "Where did you hear about it?" ”

He withdrew his hand, and a layer of cold silence was also stained in his dark eyes.

"Isn't it? The whole southern city is spreading the word ......"

A layer of playful color flashed under her beautiful eyes, which made Lu Huaijing even more uncomfortable.

His tone instantly cooled: "Miss Alina, I know that you are very famous abroad, but who you marry belongs to my privacy, so you should not inquire." ”

After saying that, the man turned his back away, seemingly a little unhappy.

Scold......

Nanyan hooked his lips mockingly, and approached quietly.

The voice was low and secret: "It's because ...... Gu Nanyan? ”

The tall and proud back stiffened, and Lu Huaijing turned around almost instinctively, but the anger in his eyes had not yet faded, and he was surprised by the extremely close distance between the two.

I saw a thousand charming women, almost attached to him, the close distance, coupled with her delicate face, and the very familiar and fresh smell on her body, the man's eyes were in a trance for a moment.

The corners of Nanyan's lips hooked up a charming smile, and there was a bit of wandering in his eyes.

However, in the next second, her slender swan neck was choked by a big hand.

Lu Huaijing's actions and reactions were so fast that Nanyan didn't even react, and her whole body was pushed against the wall.

"Alina, I don't care how famous and capable you are abroad, but here, you are not allowed to play tricks."

Lu Huaijing's voice was as dark as a ghost, with the coercion of Mount Tai in his eyes, and a slight exertion of his subordinates was enough to make Nanyan breathless.

But the man slowly narrowed his eyes and stared condescendingly: "Hold on to yourself, you should understand what these four words mean, right?" ”

Lu Huaijing ignored this kind of little trick because Song Yihuan's leg still needed her treatment.

Although Song Yihuan has an arrogant and perverse personality, and he is even more sensitive and suspicious after he is sick, he Lu Huaijing will never expose his weakness to a woman because of her three or two sentences.

In the past five years, Gu Nanyan has become a taboo.

Even Song Yihuan didn't dare to mention that name easily.

It's all the more because ...... Child.

Lu Huaijing withdrew his hand coldly, but his eyes were still cold and sharp: "Alina, don't think that if you use the same perfume as my ex-wife, you can do whatever you want, if you can't cure the disease, leave!" ”

Nanyan covered his neck and gasped for two low breaths, but a layer of sharpness flashed under his beautiful eyes.

Unexpectedly, Lu Huaijing was so taboo about her......

I don't know if it's affectionate guilt or hatred!

Nanyan turned his neck elegantly before he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Lu, I don't know what your ex-wife's perfume is, you remember it yourself, I'm afraid, it's you who can't forget it......"

After she finished speaking, she picked up the bag on the table before she said coldly: "It seems that treating Miss Song is not what Mr. Lu wants, since this is the case, then, I will go first." ”

After speaking, Nanyan turned around and left directly.

The moment the door closed, Nanyan didn't see it, the man's big hand was slowly tightening.

When Nanyan walked out of the Song house, Lin Jinchi was already waiting in the car.

He sat in the back seat, and the extended Lincoln stopped in the shade.

As soon as the driver saw Nanyan, he immediately stepped forward and helped her put the medicine box in the trunk.

“Alina!” The driver was respectful.

Nanyan nodded, got into the car, and saw the clear and familiar side face, and there was still a moment of trance.

It's been five years.

Nanyan still has no way to get acquainted with Lin Jinchi, always at a certain moment, from a certain angle, unconsciously comparing those similarities in him.

The man was processing the files on the computer, and when he saw Nan Yan getting into the car, he smiled at her gently, but in the next second, his eyes fell on Nan Yan's red neck.

Lin Jinchi's eyes immediately became serious and he put down the computer in his hand.

"Did he hurt you?" There was a faint chill in his voice.

Nanyan naturally knew who the "he" in his mouth was referring to.