Spoil Him, Heal Him

Only then did Xu Haiyun react and suddenly turned to look at Lu Xiyao, "Who did you just say you saw?"

"Sister Little Tong."

"Tong Yi?"

"Um."

Xu Haiyun confirmed again, "His girlfriend?"

Lu Xiyao nodded, "Mom, you said she's coming..."

Xu Haiyun got up and got out of the ward before Lu Xiyao could finish speaking. He went to the corridor and dialed Liang Heming's phone, "Tong Yi is here in New York, why didn't you notify me?"

"The people on my side have been staring at her, and didn't find a chance to start, let alone find her leaving Haicheng." Liang Heming said on the phone.

"Go and find out what she is doing in New York right away?"

"Okay, ma'am."

Tong Yi settled for lunch and went to the underground garage to wait and see.

At four o'clock, the person arranged by Sister Ping would go to the hotel to put her makeup on, and she did not see Lu Zhanbei's figure until 3:30.

Tong Yi left somewhat lost.

Not long after she left, a white car stopped in the underground garage. Xu Haiyun got off and entered the elevator. When she got out of the elevator, someone came and asked politely: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Xu Haiyun, "Lu Zhanbei."

The man saw Xu Haiyun coming out of the president’s exclusive elevator, well-dressed and full of temperament. He also called President Lu by his name, knowing that the person is not easy, so he hurriedly said with a smile: "Mr. Lu is in a meeting, otherwise you go to VIP Waiting room?"

"I'll just go to his office and wait." Xu Haiyun said as he raised his foot and walked towards the president's office. He frowned when he saw people following after a few steps. "No need to follow."

The man said with some embarrassment: "President Lu's office can't enter casually..."

Xu Haiyun stopped and looked at the person a few times, "How many years have you been in the job?"

"Three years."

No wonder she didn’t know her. She was in charge of the Lu Group five years ago. Xu Haiyun could tell from the clothes of the people in front of her that she should belong to the secretarial department, "Are you his temporary secretary?"

The man nodded.

"Will he go to the fashion show held by Warwick Group at six o'clock tonight?" Xu Haiyun asked.

That person was a little surprised, how could she know Mr. Lu's itinerary? But he answered truthfully, "Don't go."

Xu Haiyun frowned, "Did not receive the invitation letter?"

"I have received it, but Mr. Lu has asked me to reply to the other party not to go."

Xu Haiyun, "Let the other party arrange a seat, he will participate."

Secretary, "But Mr. Lu never likes to participate..."

"Two seats." Xu Haiyun interrupted the secretary.

No matter how stupid the secretary was, he could guess that the relationship between the woman in front of him and Mr. Lu was unusual, and he didn't dare to offend him easily, so he responded first, "Okay."

Think about it for a while and check with President Lu.

Xu Haiyun waited in Lu Zhanbei's office for almost twenty minutes before seeing him come in, "Are you done?"

The secretary told him just now that someone was waiting for him in the office, and someone asked her to contact the Warwick Group to say that she would participate in the fashion show tonight. From the description of the secretary, Lu Zhanbei can probably guess that the person is Xu Haiyun.

Lu Zhanbei suppressed the feeling of rejection in his heart, his tone indifferent, "What are you doing?"

The secretary stood at the door and waited for Lu Zhanbei's response, so he could react accordingly. After all, someone came into the president's office uninvited, and she had a heavy responsibility if something went wrong.

"Naturally I have something to do with you." Xu Haiyun got up from the sofa and came to the door, put his hand on the doorknob, looked at the secretary standing at the door and said, "You can go now."

The secretary did not move, and the inquiry looked at Lu Zhanbei.

Lu Zhanbei's slender fingers came to the neckline, and he twitched his tie irritably, "You go down first."

"Okay, Mr. Lu." The secretary turned and left.

Xu Haiyun closed the door, turned and walked towards Lu Zhanbei. When he was about to approach the man's straight back, he raised his foot and walked away.

Lu Zhanbei sat down on the leather chair behind the desk, staring at Xu Haiyun with sharp eyes, with a cold voice, "You probably forgot, now I have the final say for Lu."

Xu Haiyun knew that what Lu Zhanbei was talking about was that she arbitrarily said she was going to participate in the fashion show, "I'm just here to make a deal with you."

Lu Zhanbei stingedly retracted his gaze, picked up a document on the table, and opened it.

The meaning of the indifferent attitude is obvious: there is nothing good to deal with with her.

Xu Haiyun was not angry, and walked towards Lu Zhanbei with his feet raised, stepping on the floor with high heels, making a crisp sound.

When she was three or two steps away from Lu Zhanbei, she consciously stopped, the charming Miaoman leaned against her desk, her eyes falling on the north face of Lu Zhan.

The facial features are deep and well-defined, and his body exudes the calmness and restraint of a mature man, and his body is no longer the immature and frivolous of the past.

Really grew up.

"You accompany me to participate in tonight's fashion show. I promise that after returning to China, I won't talk about the things of the year before your little girlfriend."

Lu Zhanbei's gaze on the document paused slightly, and after two seconds, he looked at Xu Haiyun with distrust.

"But I have one condition." Xu Haiyun continued, "I want to attend as your female companion, not as a mother."

Lu Zhanbei frowned and stared at Xu Haiyun for a long time before speaking, "Why should I believe you?"

Xu Haiyun knew that Lu Zhanbei agreed, and knew that he would definitely agree, because at the moment this was the only thing he feared her, and she was the only assassin that she could control him.

It's just that he doesn't trust her.

"I swear by Cheng Ye's life that if I reveal half a word after returning to China, my son will not die." Xu Haiyun held up three white fingers in a loud voice.

Lu Zhanbei knew how important Lu Chengye was to Xu Haiyun, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was her life.

Xu Haiyun was afraid that Lu Chengye would be hurt by the fight with him, so he sent Lu Chengye out of the country.

For so many years, she has kept the image of the noble and elegant Mrs. Lu very good, but when Lu Chengye was in a car accident, she was crazy about her image.

She dared to swear by Lu Chengye, Lu Zhanbei naturally believed that she could speak for words.

But this made Lu Zhanbei even more puzzled.

For a fashion show to change his handle, this is not something Xu Haiyun would do.

She must be planning something?

But he couldn't see through.

Lu Zhanbei stared at Xu Haiyun for a moment, but did not see anything from her expression, "What is your purpose?"

Xu Haiyun walked to Lu Zhanbei's side and reached out to hold his wrist.

Lu Zhanbei immediately shook her hand away, and the person also got up from the chair, and every cell in his body was expressing his disgust and rejection.

Xu Haiyun was staggered by Lu Zhanbei. She held on to the tabletop, stabilized her body, and looked at Lu Zhanbei gently, "You know, my purpose is you from beginning to end."

Lu Zhanbei drew a wet tissue and looked down and wiped the place that Xu Haiyun had touched just now.

His movements stung Xu Haiyun and also angered Xu Haiyun, and a sarcasm smiled at the corner of his mouth. "You have traces of mine all over you, can you wipe it off?"