Busy CEO: Playboy at Midnight

Lu qian nodded her head gently. Suddenly, a scene suddenly appeared in her mind. Fu liangchuan seemed to have really appeared in her dream and even hugged her... Was this a dream? Or reality? In lu qian's mind, the memories of being hugged felt so real.

The more she recalled the dream, the more confused lu qian felt. She did not know what was going on.

Seeing lu qian's hesitation, maggie asked in surprise, "What's wrong?" Did she say that she didn't want him to drink less?

Maggie stood there. After asking this question, she carefully looked at lu qian. Lu qian returned to her senses, raised her hand to touch her head, and shook her head gently, "No. It's okay. I just... Maybe I drank too much last night and felt a little dizzy."

Looking at her, maggie was a little absent-minded just now. She felt that she had indeed drunk too much and nodded gently, "Then you should go back and rest. Send lunch to your room later."

Lu qian nodded and returned to the suite. A person sat on the bed and thought about the fragments that flashed through his mind. After a moment, he smiled and said to himself, "Probably because I drank too much and had hallucinations. But why did she feel that his embrace was so real? You must be confused."

After lu qian finished talking to herself, she smiled again. The sadness in her heart made him unable to distinguish between the dream and the reality.

Korea did not know what was going on. When he woke up, he had to lie in the next room. He was knocked unconscious and his head still hurt a little, but who was it last night? She was sitting on the bed, stroking her head as she pondered. Could it be that lu qian still had a guardian spirit? How could she have knocked her unconscious at such a critical moment and saved lu qian's life?

Korea got up and slowly walked to the bathroom. He looked up lazily and looked at his face in the mirror. He suddenly cried out in surprise.

"How did this happen?" She shouted and hurriedly wiped the handwriting on her face with her hands. There were a few words written on it, "If you dare to harm others, use a knife to cut your face." This sentence made Korea's hair stand on end.

"How could this be? Who the hell is this guy? How do you know my weakness? I can't make flowers, I can't hurt this face, I have to bring lu qian to the ground and let fu liangchuan choose. Who is it?" Korea muttered as he took out his own facial cleanser and began to wash his face crazily.

She didn't know what it was made of, but it was hard to wash it off. Korea washed it up and down, and suddenly found that there were words on her wrist, "Don't waste your time. You can retire in three days."

Three days? Is this the word, this damned ink made of something, going to take three days to wash it off? How could that be? How would she leave the house in the next three days? No, you can't just wait.

She did not give up and took a whole bottle of facial milk. She kept rubbing it on her face, but she did not wash it off.

"Bastard, it would be better to kill me than to ruin my face. It seems that we really can't go out for the past three days." After saying this, her face was filled with fear and she stood there without moving for a long time.

After having lunch, lu qian thought that she had nothing to do, so she took out fu liangchuan's notebook and looked at it. If he had any unfinished wishes, or if he wanted to go, she could go instead of him.

The store that she went to yesterday was destroyed by liu qianyu and lu zhaofeng, and they didn't stay there for long before they received a call from them.

This time, as long as he didn't call again, he wouldn't answer. He actually didn't comfort her and even thought of ways to sacrifice her for the sake of the lu family. What else could such a person have to do with her?

The more lu qian thought about it, the angrier she got. After lunch, she tidied herself up and drove to the second place that they often went to.

Lu family villa.

Liu qianyu hadn't eaten anything in the morning and had been walking around the living room the whole morning. She hadn't eaten lunch yet and was extremely worried as she looked at lu zhaofeng, who was silently drinking tea, "You've come up with an idea. It's already reached its peak. I really admire you for being able to drink tea safely."

"What can I do? Lu qian didn't agree. In fact, I also think that he had just died. Her husband only had a few days left, and their relationship was so good that it was really hard for her to get married again. Didn't we go too far yesterday?" Lu zhuofeng muttered thoughtfully.

After hearing his words, liu qianyu immediately stopped in her tracks and stood in the living room, glaring at him with an ugly expression, "Why don't you speak for half a day? Don't you see how far we've come, and you're still thinking about that loser? If it hadn't been for him, perhaps we wouldn't have had such a step. How can you pity him? Why don't you pity us?" Liu qianyu's heart was already filled with anger. She had suppressed her anger for the entire morning and finally found an outlet to vent her frustration. She began to nag again.

Lu zhuofeng had no resistance to his nagging, "Well, well, that's all I'm saying. What have you come up with? We'll do whatever you say."

"Oh, you are a big man, why are you so self-absorbed? Isn't that something you should solve? If you could handle it, I wouldn't have to work so hard. I'm so angry. If I didn't exist in this family, I really wouldn't have thought of what would happen."

"That's right, that's right. You're right. You're right, but you said that lu qian is no longer helping, so why don't you call her son?"

Liu qianyu, who had been holding back for the entire morning but had no idea what to do, had no choice but to agree to this statement in the face of the pressure of the disaster, "Alright, then give my son a call. It seems that your prodigal daughter can't be counted on anymore. However, if she doesn't want to, we can find a way to make her willing. We can't just let her say that she doesn't want to help us." Since jin lan had agreed to call her son to ask for a solution, she still did not intend to let lu qian off so easily.

Lu zhuofeng sighed helplessly, "Well, what do you say? Let's just ask our son if there's a good way? Could you force her to agree to lu qian's decision if she didn't agree to it? Besides, even if she agrees, the current ceo may not agree." Then, he glanced at liu qianyu.