Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 940 Mr. Lu, let's go

Everyone started talking about each other~every sentence is inseparable from Xia Weiran and Qian!
Xia Weiran only felt a cold heart, what happened that night, he told her to go, don't he remember?
Or, in his heart, she was just a woman who could scold as much as she wanted, and after scolding, she could be coaxed back with a check?

Xia Weiran immediately felt it was ridiculous, but now it feels a little sad...

With so many people talking about her, her complexion became a little ugly, and her breathing became heavier.

She suddenly turned her face, pointed at a group of people coldly and said, "Is this show good? Do we need to gather around here?"

The people around were the first to come to their senses, the manager. Knowing that the man in front of him was a big money maker, he probably had a fight with his wife, so he yelled at all the waiters in a cooperative way: "Why are you all here? Don't go to work. Don’t you want to take this month’s bonus?”

When the waiter heard that the bonus was going to be deducted, he swished and scattered, just in twos and threes, still hiding in that corner, watching the show.

Lu Qianchen's eyes also turned to Boss Han and the others who were stiff on the side. They understood what Lu Qianchen meant, and they all smiled, nodded and bowed, and ran out softly.

The air opened up a lot in an instant, and the surroundings were quiet.

When everyone was almost gone, Lu Qianchen sighed and held Xia Weiran's shoulder.

She kept her head down, her light red lips trembling slightly, as if she wanted to say something,
The hands hanging on both sides are also tightly clenched into fists, as if they are enduring something,
It's just that her eyes were hollow, without any light at all. This feeling made Lu Qianchen feel suffocated and depressed.

"Undyed—"

Xia Weiran still didn't look up.

But his tone was gentle and gentle: "Come back with me, I won't obstruct what you want to do, okay, if you like the clubhouse, I will give you all the catering business under Queshi, how do you want to play?" Just play as you like, okay?"

Xia Weiran raised his head and glanced at Lu Qianchen, his black and white eyes rolled twice, but he still didn't speak.

Lu Qianchen was much taller than her, and his eyes were like ink paintings, exuding a distant aura, as if waiting helplessly, staring at her, trying to find a trace of emotion from her expression, but there was nothing.

Xia Weiran was also looking at him, his every expression, every word, whether it was heartbeat or heartache, or his self-righteous endless love for her, in the end, she just felt a little tired, and she was too tired to go any further. Use the slightest thought to support the entanglement between him and her.

The two of them didn't speak, they looked at each other for a while, Xia Weiran hooked her lips, turned her head and looked out of the window, after a long time, she opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was distant and light: "Mr. Lu, let's go, I going to work."

Then, he brushed past Lu Qianchen with a calm expression, trotted to the door, stepped on his high heels, and wrote the rhythm of leaving in the corridor.

Hearing this voice, Lu Qianchen was stunned for a few seconds, then hurriedly chased after him, and pulled Xia Weiran back at the corner of the corridor.

Xia Weilan was taken aback, and subconsciously withdrew her arm forcefully, but Lu Qianchen's strength was even stronger, drawing a pale red mark on her smooth skin.

"Let me go—" Xia Weiran turned her head, her tone was very strong.

(End of this chapter)