Lu Cheng's own woman moved a crooked mind, this is not a dead end.

"Mr. Lu, I'm wrong." Mr. Fan couldn't help it. He took up his hand and fanned his cheek fiercely. The more he fanned, the faster the blood flow on his forehead, the faster the blood dropped on the table.

Lu Cheng didn't seem to see it. He said to the special assistant behind Mr. Fan, "fill Mr. Fan with wine again."

"I don't know how to live in An'an. I have to accompany Mr. Fan to have a drink."

A sentence of "my home is safe" further confirms the relationship between him and mu'an'an.

Mr. Fan's heart beats faster when he hears that. He only hates why time can't come again, or he won't let director Liu bring mu'an to dinner.

"Mr. Lu, I'm really wrong."

"Drink it." Lu Cheng said in a light voice.

Two words, cold, Mr. Fan closed his eyes, took the glass and drank it.

Today's drink does not make Lu Cheng happy. Tomorrow, his company will be served by Lu Cheng.

One cup after another, the wine went into his stomach. It was so hot that fan was very uncomfortable. With the injury on his forehead, he really felt that life was not like death.

Before long, Lu Cheng's mobile phone rings. He stands up and walks away with the phone.

Fan always thought that he could get rid of it.

Where to know to go to the door of Lu Cheng turned his head to his special help confessed, "must let fan always drink happy."

"Yes, Mr. Lu."

Special help to send Lu Cheng out, the table fan heard Lu Cheng's words, directly rolled down from the chair.

Lu Cheng didn't care and strode out with his mobile phone.

After leaving the box, Mu an receives a text message from Lu Cheng, who asks her to wait for her in the hotel for a while.

Mu An'an sits down in the lobby area. She is upset by Mr. Fan's words. As she sits down, she takes out her mobile phone and looks for the latest news about Mu's family.

Before Mr. Mu has another new love affair in Nancheng, it's spreading all over the world, and it's fading these days.

Mu an an didn't check, so he didn't find it.

When she saw the news, she thought of some disputes with Mr. Mu and her perfect home. She felt very sad.

In a bad mood, she called Lu Cheng.

"Have you come down yet?"

Lu Cheng asked her to wait for her, and she must be eating here.

"Well!"

Lu Cheng's short voice came through his mobile phone, and mu An'an's heart was settled.

After a while, Lu Cheng came down. Mu An'an watched him stride towards him. His eyes were red, and he got up and rushed to him quickly.

"Husband."

She called softly, which made Lu Cheng hold her tightly.

"What's the matter?"

It's obvious that mu An'an's mood is not right.

"Let's go to the car first."

Mu An'an came out of his arms, turned his head and looked around for fear that some reporters would follow them.

Lu Cheng smiles, "there are no reporters here."

When you come here, let someone clean up the paparazzi nearby.

"Oh."

"The car is in the underground parking lot. Let's go."

Lu Cheng embraces mu An'an and goes to the elevator. Mu An'an nestles in his arms. A warm current flows from the bottom of his heart.

She didn't know why she was so sad that she couldn't help hugging Lu Cheng.

After driving back, mu'an also hugs Lu Cheng as soon as he gets out of the car. When he gets home, he can't even separate half a step.

Lu Cheng feels her attachment to herself, purses the corners of her mouth, embraces her and goes to the living room slowly.

"What's the matter?"

Two people sit down, Lu Cheng asks a way.