Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

Next, several reporters stood up one after another and asked painless questions. Some even deliberately led Lu Qiumeng in the direction of Lu Qiumeng.

It seems that he intentionally or unintentionally helps Lu Qiumeng wash white again

Song Qing didn't watch the live broadcast later.

It seems that someone is bent on helping Lu Qiumeng wash white. Unexpectedly, this means has been used. It seems that Lu Qiumeng can't paste this time.

At least not so bad.

I didn't expect that Yan Xingyu would help Lu Qiumeng when she was in trouble... It's rare.

It seems that before long, this matter will be cleaned up. Lu Qiu dreamed that it would be easy to take the opportunity to build momentum again.

The night is getting darker

The old lady of the Yan family really has high means. She can handle the matter so neatly in such a short time. She is worthy of being the former leader of the Yan family.

Efficiency is high.

Lu Qiumeng looked at himself in the mirror, satisfied with his handbag, pushed open the door and went out.

"Mom Zhang, have you finished the Bento I want?"

"It's ready. It's all on the table."

Lu Qiumeng saw the exquisite lunch box on the table, hooked his red lips, picked up the lunch box and went to the porch to change his shoes.

Lu Yi, who was making a mask, heard Lu Qiumeng's voice and walked down from the two floor.

"Dream dream, do you want to go to the theatre? It's a bit early." pressed the mask on his face, Lu Yi said with a slight frown.

Just calmed down the scandal, can't you live at home for a few days?

"No, I'm going to the hospital to see Xingyu. I haven't seen him for a long time." Lu Qiumeng explained in a rare good mood.

"Oh, I have to go. It's just enough to cultivate my feelings." Lu Yiai smelled the speech and flashed a trace of appreciation at the bottom of his eyes. He really should visit.

If it weren't for the scandal, how could her family dream stay at home and can't go anywhere.

"Well, I'll go, mom." Lu Qiumeng smiled, turned and left the door.

Lu Yiai looked at Lu Qiumeng's figure and couldn't help feeling a trace of relief. Since this incident, Lu Qiumeng has become a lot more clever.

It seems that she should make good preparations for Lu Qiumeng.

Thinking of Lu Qiumeng's imminent marriage to the Yan family, she even dreamed with a smile.

Hospital VIP ward.

After Yan Xingyu knew that Lu Qiumeng had been washed white, he directly threw out all the things he could throw at hand, and even the medical staff couldn't get close.

Lu Qiumeng came in and saw the mess on the ground. He put the lunch box on one side of the table. Then he squatted down silently to pick up the things on the ground.

"What are you doing here?" Yan Xingyu saw the visitor and a touch of disgust flashed across his eyes.

This Lu Qiumeng has a thick skin. He deceived him and didn't say it. He still has the face to come here to visit him.

Do you really think he's blind?

"Get out of here right now. I don't want to see you." Yan Xingyu's face suddenly became gloomy, leaving no mercy at all.

He stretched out his hand, pulled the pillow behind him and threw it directly to the ground, just on Lu Qiumeng's body.

"Xingyu, don't do this. It's not good for your disease." Lu Qiumeng flashed a touch of pain at the bottom of his eyes, looked up at Yan Xingyu, and looked like he wanted to cry.

If ordinary people see it, they will be reluctant to criticize it.

However, Yan Xingyu already knew Lu Qiumeng's face. Now the more she is, Yan Xingyu hates her more.

"Lu Qiumeng, this is not where you shoot. You don't have to act in front of me. We know what kind of person you are."

Yan Xingyu put his hands around his chest and looked coldly at Lu Qiumeng standing not far away.

Lu Qiumeng bit her red lip and picked up the magazine in her hand, which was almost crushed by her. "Xingyu, please don't do this? I'm worried that you don't eat well here, so I'll bring a copy of what you usually like to eat."

Lu Qiumeng didn't think so. He just picked up all the things and put them on one side of the table. He put the lunch box he had brought in front of Yan Xingyu.

"Xingyu, have a taste. This is what you usually like to eat. I specially asked mom Zhang to make it for you..." Lu Qiumeng looked at Yan Xingyu gently, opened a layer of lunch box and put it in front of Yan Xingyu.

Yan Xingyu sneered and knocked the lunch box to the ground. The whole room was filled with the smell of food.

"Lu Qiumeng, don't pretend in front of me. That will only make me hate you more and more."

"Xingyu, you..." Lu Qiumeng stared at the food that fell to the ground and the skirt that was affected, and a touch of hatred flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

The hand hanging on the side of the body clenched slightly, looked at the mess on the ground and bit the lower lip tightly.

She has been so humble, this man is always a cold look.

"Why, are you angry?" Yan Xingyu picked his eyebrows, and a sarcastic smile came up at the corners of his mouth. "Lu Qiumeng, you really have to do everything to marry me."

"I found someone to frame Gu zhixia. Now he comes to please me. What? Are there any other means? I'll give you a chance and make it out."

Yan Xingyu stared at Lu Qiumeng with cold black eyes, and the smile on the corner of his lips was colder.

"Do you need me to find someone to cooperate with you?"

"Xingyu, no, you misunderstood me." Lu Qiumeng raised a pair of water eyes, looked at Yan Xingyu affectionately and bit his lips. "I did this because I loved you so much."

"Love me?" Yan Xingyu sniffed coldly. "You are the position of the young grandmother of the Yan family, and you are the money of the Yan Family!"

A sentence almost to the point directly threw Lu Qiumeng's face mercilessly, which also made her change her face.

Lu Qiumeng bit his lower lip hard, looking pitiful, shook his head, took two steps forward and grabbed Yan Xingyu's hand. "No, Xingyu, I did all this for you. In order to get you, I really love you so much that I would do this."

The big tears of bean were like off-line jade beads, which slipped from Lu Qiumeng's eyes.

Yan Xingyu narrowed his eyes, looked down at the little hand on his arm, suddenly pinched Lu Qiumeng's chin and raised a sneer at the corners of his mouth, "if you love me, you will hit zhixia's head with a crooked brain. Who gave you the right to do so?"

Lu Qiumeng frowned, tearful eyes whirling at the handsome face in front of him, endured discomfort, "Gu zhixia doesn't deserve you at all. Why do you keep thinking about her?"

She doesn't understand. Obviously Gu knows that Xia's cheap woman has slept with Yan Xingyu's uncle. It's just a pair of broken shoes. Why do these men still care about her.