what?

Yan Yi a Zhi, because he just came over, did not see Lu Zixian into Xia Xiwan's room.

Yan Yi looks at his president and sees a handsome face full of clouds. His whole body exudes a kind of gloomy and cold atmosphere, which makes people afraid.

"President, are you ok? Why don't I stay with you?" Yan Yi always feels that the president of his family is trying his best to bear it. He is going to lose his temper again.

At this time, Lu Hanting stretched out his hand and pulled out the room card, "no, Secretary Yan, go back."

With that, Lu turned and swiped his card into his room.

....

In the presidential suite, Lu did not go in to take a bath. The room was dark, the lights were not on, and the atmosphere was cold and depressing.

He sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette and put it on his thin lip. He lit the lighter with a "pop" sound, and put the red flame jumping up to his lip to light the cigarette. He began to swallow the clouds and drive the fog.

Soon, the ashtray on the tea table was full of cigarette butts. He smoked too fast, one by one, and a pack of cigarettes were empty.

Lu Hanting reached for the cigarette again and found that he had a pack of cigarettes with him. Now he had no cigarettes.

The violent and bloodthirsty anger in his chest was paralyzed by the smell of nicotine. Now he could not touch anything. He leaned his head into the sofa, and his narrow eyes were all scarlet.

Open eyes, close eyes, the sea is Lu Zixian into her room scene, now they are doing?

He had already made psychological preparations, and she would meet better boys in the future and throw herself into the arms of others, but when this moment really came, he found it so unbearable.

Tall and straight body suddenly stood up, he walked to open the door of the room, and then came to Xia Xiwan's door.

The door is still tightly closed. Lu Zixian hasn't come out yet.

Lu Hanting raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, but his fingers suddenly stopped in mid air and stopped.

The handsome eyelids fell down, and soon he turned and left, and went back to his room.

He took out the sleeping pill, opened the lid, poured a pile in his palm, and swallowed it all.

He must take sleeping pills now. If he doesn't, he will get sick. He is likely to rush in and do something to hurt her.

He can't live without sleeping pills.

....

In the next room, Xia Xiwan looked at Lu Zixian by the door, and the alert flashed in the clear Jian Tong, "you What are you doing? "

Lu Zixian looked at her self-defense, shallow hook thin lips, he came to the table, open the bag in his hand, took out the Datura, "I stand outside, how can I take this to you, Datura has been with me, double call me, I sent it."

Xia Xiwan's nervous tension is relaxed. Although she believes in Lu Zixian's character, he breaks into his room and scares her.

Xia Xiwan steps forward, and Datura is still bright red.

"What do you want this for?" At this time, Lu Zixian suddenly asked.

"Oh, I want to do research on it. It's probably the only datura flower in the world. It's also given to me by both. I'm sure I'll take it away." Xia Xiwan moved Datura to the balcony.

"Xi Wan, you haven't given up on Lu Hanting, have you?"

Xia Xiwan's step is stagnant, and the slender Yujie blinks twice. She says, "we are divorced."