"Need help?" The man opened his mouth, and his deep voice was like a cello solo in the lonely forest in the middle of the night, beautiful and pathetic.

"Help me," Yan Song seemed to see a savior, if she wasn't hugging Bo Minqing, she couldn't wait to reach out and grab someone's trouser leg and beg bitterly.

The man lowered his arrogant head, and Yan Song saw his face clearly.

To describe him in four short words is disrespectful to him.

The man's aura is as if he has been cultivated in the family for thousands of years, low-key and humble, self-denial.

Top desire is not the pursuit of power and fame, but self-restraint.

The man in front of him fits every word of this sentence.

"You go and call someone, then call an ambulance, and I'll watch it for you."

Yan Song didn't think much about it, and nodded again and again.

When the little girl walked away, Lu Jingan pulled the trouser leg of the haute couture suit pants, slowly squatted beside Bo Minqing, and called her softly: "Mrs. Yan." ”

Bo Minqing was lying on the ground, panting, barely opening his eyes to see who the person in front of him was.

"It's your ........"

"It's me," the man's tone was as calm as ever.

The man lit a cigarette and inhaled slowly, which made Bo Minqing, who was already wheezing, begin to cough violently, and in an instant, blood and qi surged, and blood in his throat came out from the corner of his lips.

"Mrs. Yan's hand is quite long, and it has reached for me."

Bo Min was angry, the Kailai Group was her face, the façade that she had worked hard to run for so many years, but these things were taken away by Lu Jing'an, so that she now has nothing.

She came down from the position of admiration of the Bo family, how could she accept it?

It took her thirty years to get to that position.

But now, everything has become a cloud of the past, who is it all thanks to?

、

It's all Lu Jingan, if it weren't for him, how could all this happen?

Bo Minqing turned sideways, and when he coughed violently, he didn't forget to scold Lu Jing'an: "It's not enough, if my hand is long enough, I should directly strangle your throat and let you suffocate to death, instead of giving you a chance to show off your power in front of me." ”

"Yellow-haired child, I can give birth to you.......... Yes!!!!! ”

The cigarette from the man's fingertips pressed on the back of Bo Minqing's hand, and when Bo Minqing's scream sounded, he spit out three words at the right time, as if commenting: "It's really ugly." ”

Lu ....... Lu Jing'an......."

In the face of Bo Minqing's grief-stricken gasp, the man's face was always calm, he squatted on the ground, looked at her levelly, as if he was talking to an old friend, and his face was relaxed.

The tone is calm.

"The branches are long, the hands are long........" The man muttered for a while, and continued, "What should I do?" ”

"Huh?"

"Lu Jingan, if you have the ability, you will kill me."

"Kill you? Do you deserve it too? ”

"...... here" Before the two of them came and went, Yan Song's voice sounded in the elevator room.

Lu Jingan raised his eyes and glanced at him, and then his gaze fell on Bo Minqing: "Mrs. Yan's beloved daughter is quite beautiful." ”

"Lu Jingan, what do you want to do?"

"If you dare to touch my daughter, I will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces."

You dare to touch my wife, I dare not touch your daughter? Of course, Lu Jingan didn't say this.

When Yan Song approached, the man stood up on his knees, and the eyes that fell on Bo Minqing were still playful.

"120 is here, thank you, I have already called the police, if the police need a ID card at that time, can I contact you?"

Yan Song saw that 120 was already starting to look at Bo Minqing, and his eyes fell on Lu Jingan.

The man nodded extremely gentlemanly: "Of course, your parents know me, just let them contact me." ”

Yan Song was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect her parents to know the man in front of her, and nodded: "Okay." ”

The bodyguard watched as the man turned and opened the car door waiting for him to get into the car.

When the car drove away, Yan Song saw the license plate number of 05257.

5257, I love my wife?

Thinking of this, Yan Song actually had a trace of sourness in his heart.

Which woman can be worthy of such a beautiful man?

In the Bentley, the driver didn't dare to speak, and even unconsciously lowered his wheezing, after all, Mr. Lu was in a state of anger at this time.

Yan Song didn't see the scene just now, they could all see it clearly, smiling tigers, and the most murderous without blinking.

And Mr. Lu's methods are never words that can be said.

Until the phone rang, breaking the cramped silence.

"What's wrong?" As soon as the short three words came out, the bodyguard sitting in the co-pilot knew that the call came from his wife.

This decisive long-sleeved man who is good at dancing outside gives all his tenderness to his lover.

He also gave her all emotions other than indifference.

It's just that the person concerned doesn't know it.

This two-year marriage is, after all, a cover for some people to a happy life.

"Are you back?"

"I'm preparing, what's wrong?" What's wrong with two sentences in a row, the former is soft, the latter is spoiled.

"I want you to bring something to eat."

"What do you want to eat?"

"Malatang."

"Junk food, didn't eat at night?" Lu Jingan didn't agree with her eating these.

Usually if she can't manage it, can't dozens of servants up and down the family still meet her needs?

Hua Nong lay on the bed, turned over with a pillow, and began to mess around: "People are always a little lonely in the middle of the night, either the stomach is lonely or the people are lonely, if the needs of people and stomachs can be solved together, I will love you more." ”

Lu Jingan was confused by Hua Nong's sentence I will love you more.

"Do you love me now, then?"

"Love, but only a loss."

For the sake of stuttering, what can't Hua Nong say?

has been currying favor with Hua Jin for so many years, and she can withstand ten Lu Jingan.

As long as a woman loses her dignity and face, what morality can hold her hostage?

"If I bring it back, will you love it even more?"

"Yes," Huanon replied sincerely.

"Wait."

Lu Jingan hung up the phone and told the driver to find a nearby Malatang restaurant.

The driver listened, sighing.

Sure enough, in Mr. Lu's place, only the wife has privileges.

When the ambulance left the parking lot and drove to the hospital, it was just a blink of an eye, and Yan Song saw the black 5257 parked in front of a Malatang restaurant.

"Songsong, what are you looking at?"