Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Lu Zhihan put back her hand in embarrassment, but she also hated Qiu Sen and Lu Yi for their perfunctory treatment.

"How did Xiaosen get to know each other?" Lu Zhihan didn't give up the struggle.

Lu Yi did not respond, but ate quietly.

"We've known each other since college."

"University? Hahaha, I'm the sister of one by one. Why don't I know? I know a lot of good friends."

"We didn't know each other very well at that time. They were my schoolgirls." Chou Sen replied politely.

"So it is..." Lu Zhihan continued to ask, "are you boyfriend and girlfriend now?"

Chou Sen glanced at Lu Yi and shook his head helplessly.

Lu Zhihan so aggressively asked about the relationship between the two people. He just wanted to hook up with Qiu Sen after confirmation.

Lu Zhihan's little trick has dealt with many of her friends and suitors, and Lu Yi slowly realized it in the three years he left.

Lu Yi pulled Chou Sen's sleeve and smiled: "Arsen, have a meal. My parents cook very delicious."

Hearing Lu Yi's words, Qiu Sen immediately turned around. He politely nodded to Lu Zhihan, ate the dishes Lu Yi had just sandwiched for himself, and praised the craftsmanship of Lu's father and mother from time to time.

After seeing the communication between Lu Yi and Qiu Sen, Lu's father and mother on the opposite side smiled more gratified.

In their hearts, it seems that Qiu Sen is already Lu Yi's boyfriend and soon becomes their son-in-law. Any parent will like a child with tutoring and politeness like Qiu Sen.

After dinner, Lu Yi packed up his handbag and said goodbye to Lu's parents. "Mom and Dad, I still have work tomorrow. I'm going back to my apartment to sort out my documents this evening, so I won't live at home. I'll come back with you when I'm busy next time, okay?"

"Well, well, you're busy first. We'll wait for you to finish."

Although Lu's father and mother apparently urged Lu Yi to get busy with work, they still miss their little daughter and hope that she can come home to live.

"Goodbye, uncle and aunt. I'll send Lu Yi home safely. Don't worry." holding Lu Yi and his coat in his hand, Qiu Sen nodded to his father and mother.

Lu Yi and Qiu Sen didn't look at Lu Zhihan or say a word to Lu Zhihan until they got out of the door and got into the car.

Lu Zhihan was even more uncomfortable. He took out his mobile phone and made his first call to ye tingze.

At this moment, ye tingze didn't want to talk to her at all and hung up the phone directly.

Lu Zhihan had no place to vent after a day's suffocation, and kept playing the phone to ye tingze.

After playing more than ten times, ye tingze finally took it.

"Tingze, what are you doing? Why don't you answer my phone? Don't you love me?" Lu Zhihan's voice trembled and pressed ye tingze continuously.

"Lu Zhihan, I advise you to restrain yourself and don't disturb me. Also, I tell you, I've never loved you. How many times do you want me to say it?"

"Oh... If you don't love me, who do you love? Lu Yi?"

"But you abandoned Lu Yi and chose me. You said you loved me and you didn't love her!"

"But what's the use, ye tingze? There are others around her. You don't have a chance. Do you know?"

"Hello? Hello? Hello? Ye tingze!!! You bastard!!!"

Dudu Dudu——

Ye tingze didn't listen to Lu Zhihan's nonsense at all, but Lu Zhihan mentioned Lu Yi and Qiu Sen, which made his irritable heart covered with ice.

Lu Zhihan is right. He chose to give up and abandon Lu Yi for his own interests. Now he has no right to blame others.

For three years, he was not surprised that she had someone else around her.

It's just the thought of her being with others, making out and hugging.

His heart hurts to death.

After finishing the work at hand, ye tingze looked for a trace of comfort in the dark villa.

The wine in his hand was changed cup by cup, and all the bitterness was swallowed into his throat.

He is used to drowning his worries with wine.

But tonight is different, a cup of wine into the stomach, ye tingze's heart is even hotter.

Three years ago, he lost all contact information of Lu Yi.

Now she's back. Because of his work, he has Lu Yi's phone number.

Taking out his mobile phone, ye tingze just wanted to go crazy with wine. He missed her and missed her.

"Didi..."

The echoes were ye tingze's anxious waiting. When he made the third call, he was connected there.

"Hello, this is Lu Yi. Who are you?"

There came a crisp and clean female voice over the phone. Ye tingze missed this voice. Once this voice would call him aze.

Ye tingze was silent for a long time. Until the other side asked again, ye tingze slowly said, "I'm ye tingze."

"Well, what's the matter with President ye so late?" Lu 11 heard that it was ye tingze, and immediately colded his voice and became indifferent and alienated.

"Nothing. I just want to ask you, how have you been in recent years?" what an old-fashioned question, but it is what ye tingze has always wanted to ask.

"I'm sorry to tell you that I'm doing well."

"Your hand..."

"Sorry, Mr. Ye, it's so late. It's also my private space. I need to rest. And I don't want to communicate too much with Mr. Ye. We don't know each other at all."

Before ye tingze asked for the exit, Lu Yi had taken the lead in interrupting him.

Lu Yi didn't know what happened to ye tingze and why he called her so late.

Maybe it's a discovery of conscience?

Lu Yi shook her head reluctantly. She never dared to expect ye tingze to find out his conscience. She just thought he would have some conspiracy.

"One by one..." the man's voice was low, melodious and long like cello music. "I miss you."

Ye tingze's heart burst into fireworks.

At this moment, Lu Yi was stunned on the other side.

"President ye, do you know what you're talking about?"

Ye tingze was silent. His breathing was heavy. He couldn't wait to see Lu Yi.

"You're waiting for me."

Ye tingze hung up the phone. With a hot head, he put on his suit and coat, took the car key and went out.

He knows the address of the Lu family. He wants to see Lu Yi, then hold her and smell the aroma of her.

Three years, he endured it for three years.

Finally, I couldn't stand the drunken night.

The bright girl may be waiting for him,

Waiting for him to pull himself into his arms,

Then gently touch her hair,

Tell her that in the past three years, missing is true.