Flirting!After the substitute disappeared, Mr. Lu went crazy

Chapter 8

uninteresting.

The swaying figure, the cheerful atmosphere, the money and power, everything is so boring.

Lu Bandit walked out of the box and came to the open balcony. He lit a cigarette casually, holding it in his hand without smoking, waiting for the ashes to burn away.

The sound of high heels sounded behind him, and the land bandit did not look back.
Bai Wei received news from a friend that the land bandits were here. As soon as she arrived, she saw a cold and clear man standing there.
There was no one around, and the lights of the city outside shone on his face, hazy and dim.

This was hers, this person had been hers.

Bai Wei looked fascinated and walked closer and closer unconsciously.

She couldn't control herself and wanted to hug the man from behind, but she was pinned to the spot by the man's emotionless look, unable to move.

Lu Bandit expressionlessly threw the burned cigarette into the trash can, walked around her and turned to leave, but his sleeves were pulled.
Bai Wei bit her lip, took a deep breath, and pretended to be calm: "Lu Bandit, why are you always avoiding me like this?"

"Am I some kind of scourge?" She smiled bitterly: "Do you think I'm pestering you?"

"No." Lu Bandit's voice was calm.

"Then why are you avoiding me!" After hearing these words, Bai Wei could no longer control her emotions.
He refused to eat the meals she sent or accept her invitations. In the past three years, he had trapped himself in a cage.

Also trapped her...

There were tears in her eyes, and her pure face looked even softer and more lovable.

However, the person in front of me is cold-hearted.

"I didn't hide from you."

Lu Bandit looked over and frowned slightly: "I'm married."

You are married, so keep your distance.

Otherwise...someone will feel sad.

Bai Wei was stunned for two seconds. The sleeve she was holding in her hands fell empty, and her whole heart became empty.
"But she's dead!" She faced the man's back, crying and saying word by word: "Lu Bandit, she's dead."

Ye Zhaozhao is dead, he died three years ago. Why, why should she still occupy the position of "Mrs. Lu" for a dead person!

"You never gave up looking for her, didn't you just think she was still alive?" Bai Wei endured the jealousy in her heart: "Lu Bandit, Ye Zhaozhao is dead. He died in that heavy snow."

"Can you stop escaping from reality?"

Escape from reality?

Lu Bandit silently recited these words, feeling a little dazed.

He didn't run away from anything, he only believed what he saw.

"Maybe."

The bar was noisy, and he could still vaguely hear the chatter of girls. The voices were very familiar, so familiar that he seemed to have heard them many times.
Dreaming back at midnight is the hardest time to breathe.

Before he could react, he was already striding towards the place where the sound came from.

The lights change, and the smell of alcohol and hormones lingers in the air, making people feel dizzy.

The bandit raised his eyes and looked over, vaguely seeing a familiar slender figure disappearing after a turn.

Lu Bandit leaned on the corner, closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows.

After a while, he laughed softly, coolly and sarcastically.

In the inconspicuous corner, Ye Zhaozhao's face was pale, and his palms were bleeding due to nervousness.

Her face was so ugly that Ji Wei was startled and thought she was feeling unwell again, so she quickly pulled her to go to the hospital.

Ye Zhaozhao held her back: "No need."

"Why don't you use it!" Ji Wei didn't believe her: "I should give you a mirror and see how pale your face is now!"

Ye Zhaozhao gave a smile that was uglier than crying: "It's really okay."

"I just... felt a little uncomfortable because of the noise from the music, plus I didn't eat." She pretended to be relaxed: "I'll just go out and finish eating later."

"Really?" Ji Wei breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt a little worried, "Really."

"Okay then." Ji Wei said: "The hotel has been booked. Let's go to eat quickly. After eating, you can come back and rest as soon as possible. It won't save my brother..."

Ji Wei was still chirping and reciting, but Ye Zhaozhao couldn't listen to a word he said. His mind was filled with the tall and thin figure just now.

Three years have passed, and she thought she had forgotten about it long ago, and at least she should have no worries.
Unexpectedly, it was just a face-to-face meeting...

Fortunately, she was walking so fast that he didn't see her.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you see it. The land bandits probably don't care much either.

It had been three years, and he should have been with Bai Yueguang, whom he longed for long ago.

With a smooth career and a happy love, Lu Bandit has long forgotten who she is. If he cared a little, she wouldn't have been trapped in the heavy snow for so long...

Ye Zhaozhao unconsciously covered his chest, where there was some numb pain.

Just a little bit...she can ignore it.

The hot pot Ji Wei chose was spicy, but both of them could eat spicy food, but considering Ji Cheng's advice, they still ordered the mandarin duck pot.
Ye Zhaozhao: "If I don't eat a lot, Doctor Ji won't find out.",
Ji Wei ignored the beauty's desperate pleas and resolutely refused: "No!"

She said and ate a spicy tripe herself: "My brother said, I have to keep an eye on you and not let you eat anything too spicy. Little Ye Zi, please be honest and don't embarrass me, okay?"

Ye Zhaozhao: “………………”, it’s really terrible.

She compromised and ate the tasteless bone soup pot: "Okay, I'll listen to Dr. Ji Xiao."

"Doctor Ji" expressed that she was very satisfied and ate another chopstick of spicy mutton in front of her.

The air conditioning in the hot pot restaurant is fully turned on, but it's still a bit hot outside.

Occasionally, the evening breeze blows, and poplar leaves rustle, spinning and falling on the black Bentley, and then drifting into the courtyard door of the villa on the outskirts of Beijing.

It was dark in the car, and the dim street lights were isolated from the cold car window.

Lu Bandit was sitting in the driver's seat, leaning on the seat with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone is particularly obvious in the silent car.
"Hello." Lu Bandit took the phone and answered.The voice is a bit hoarse.

"…………"

There was silence for a while, and then Lu Bandit looked at the note.

"Song Yang?"

Song Yang, who had just come out of the psychiatrist's office, stared at something through the transparent glass without blinking.

The steaming heat of the hot pot blurred the girl's face, but he still recognized her at a glance.

"...I saw her."

Lu Bandit pressed his temple: "Who?"

moon.

"Ye Zhaozhao."

"…………"

Lu Bandit's voice suddenly turned cold: "Oh."

Listening to the sudden hanging up of the phone, Song Yang smiled, but his eyes never left.

The land bandits didn't believe him because he was sick, literally - mentally sick.

It's good, since he told the bandits anyway, but he didn't believe it himself.

Arrogant people must pay the price for their actions.

Over there, Lu Bandit's eyes were cold, his heart was filled with fire, and his temples ached sharply.

At one moment it was the familiar figure he saw in the Tianchao Hotel, and at the other moment it was Song Yang's incomprehensible words.

　In the next chapter, we should be able to meet you head-on~~
　　Supplement: Song Yang originally had a mental illness, not because of the heroine, but because the heroine made it worse.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)