Lu Yao sat down on the opposite side, upright and staring at the man in front of her coldly.
Mu Ming leans back. Compared with Lu Yao, he seems to be more relaxed and comfortable. He can even look at her with a smile without scruple.
"If you have anything to say, just say it." In the end, Lu Yao said, "under the pressure of shangrui, you refused the cooperation between Longteng and Yingxin. I thought you were escaping from the past."
She is guessing Mu Ming's intention, so her eyes are always alert.
Mu Ming noticed that he took a sip of coffee in his hand, then raised his eyes to look at her, "what if I said I was looking for you today, not for anything else, just to see you?"
He said it casually, with a strong tone of banter and banter.
Lu Yao suddenly felt cold all over her body, ten fingers curled up tightly under the table, "what else do you want?"
Mu Ming's heart this moment completely cool to the extreme.
He finally understood that there was no way to make up for and repair some injuries in any other way.
"Don't worry, I have no interest in you Lu family." At this moment, he finally regained half seriousness and put all the banter out in his mind.
After a pause, he avoided Lu Yao's sight, and immersed himself in his own emotions. His aura began to become depressed and desolate. He said slowly, "actually, a year ago, I didn't mean to hurt your child. The reason why I did that was just to..."
"In order to have a handle to threaten Shao Yunchen and ask him to withdraw his accusation against you, you can continue to be at large." Lu Yao's eyes were closed, and his words were clear.
The front was snatched, Mu name some micro a Leng, static wait for her to finish, after not light and heavy ground "um" a.
Lu Yao saw this with a sarcastic smile. "You think your mother's death has something to do with my father, so you want to revenge me and my child. From the very beginning, you have been designing to frame them up since I was pregnant. Now you tell me that you have no intention to hurt me?"
"That's not the same." His breathing increased slowly and his pupils trembled.
As for what was different, his words rolled to the throat, or forbearance.
Lu Yao couldn't listen, so she got up quickly and grasped the ring on the table in her hand. At the same time, her eyes were cold and resolute.
"I admit that I have been sincere to you, and even for a long time I did not want to believe that those things were done by you. I have no right to ask about the disputes of the previous generation, but I have a clear conscience of you personally." When she finished, she clenched her teeth unconsciously, because of the aggravation of her breath, the rhythm of her body's ups and downs became larger.
Before her body missed the man around her, she stopped slowly, biting fiercely, "if you still think we owe you from the Lu family and want to take something back, take my life of Lu Yao. Other people, you just have to think about it again, and I will fight against you with my life."
Listening to the sound of women's footsteps, the man who had been leaning on the sofa suddenly dropped his eyes, then chuckled, and finally the laughter became bigger and more terrible.
Just a woman's words, word by word, deeply branded into his heart. Like a magic spell, completely dust sealed the original bright, wise but kind Mu Ming.
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when Lu Yao came out of the coffee shop, the cold wind running on the street suddenly carried the strong cold feeling into her body, and at the same time, it also dissipated the resentment that had just been pent up in her heart.
He took a breath of hot air and stood on the side of the road and waved to the empty car coming in the distance. But unexpectedly, a black car in the parking space nearby turned to her.
She sniffed and saw the man coming down from the driver's seat, leaning against the door and smiling at her.
Lu Yao collected her eyes and pulled back her scattered hair. She approached the man and looked across a car. "Why haven't you left yet?"
Zhang Quan raised his chin to her, and answered without concealment: "I'm waiting for you. I'll take you back."
Lu Yao didn't refuse. She just saw the man's mind. She opened the back door of the car and bent down to sit in. "Thank you."
Zhang Quan followed him into the car. Only then did he realize that the woman was not sitting beside him. He laughed awkwardly and responded with a "don't mention it". Then he slowly started the engine.
Looking at Lu Yao's face through the rearview mirror, she always felt that her mood was not normal, so she didn't involve others. She swallowed those words that had been lingering in her heart for a long time.
Lu Yao looked out of the window with heavy eyes, and suddenly remembered a man's muffled cough. The thought was interrupted, then subconsciously looked at his back.
"Director Lu, do you like to listen to jokes?" The man cleared his throat and began to tell jokes without waiting for her answer.
Lu Yao listened to him indifferently, then looked at the man's eager eyes through the rearview mirror. He cleared his throat and asked, "how about it?"
"Oh, not bad." Lu Yao's skin is not smiling at the corners of her mouth. She secretly observes that her EQ for this man seems to be overestimated.But now, it is more in line with his appearance.
"Vice president Zhang, I'm afraid I don't have a girlfriend?" Lu Yao turned her head away from the window again, and her lips were slightly hooked. Although Zhang Quan's jokes were really cold, they also distracted her mind, and the gloomy atmosphere of her eyes disappeared in a moment.
"Well, No Zhang Quan replied firmly, but he argued for himself, "I have a high vision, and I have no problems with my body and orientation."
Lu Yao did not answer, it seems to be thinking about something, the man noticed, Wu opened the car music, "listen to the song?"
There was a Cantonese love song flowing slowly in the carriage. Lu Yao was intoxicated by the old singer's voice. She raised her eyebrows slightly and was about to say something. When she was about to say something, her voice was interrupted by a ghost voice.
Zhang Quan hummed along, as if he was totally immersed in his own world and did not pay attention to the feelings of others.
Lu Yao couldn't listen. She opened the door and let the cold wind in.
He still did not know, while singing, he asked Lu Yao, "how am I singing?"
Lu Yao couldn't even pull out a perfunctory smile this time.
"How did you become the vice president of Zhiheng?" At the beginning of meeting, the people who thought she could sit in the position of Zhang Quan had some excellent strategies and means, but she could not imagine where the man's wrist could be tough.
Or, he has a deep foundation and looks like a name.
Zhang Quan didn't seem to notice Lu Yao's so many guesses. He just pulled at the corners of his mouth and said, "Huang is always my uncle."
He was frank, which surprised Lu Yao.
"You don't have to tell me that," I asked casually Lu Yao leaned back and could not control her gaze back.
Huang Zong, who has never heard of Zhiheng jewelry, has a nephew who works in the company. His identity should have been deliberately concealed. However, in front of her, the man admitted it so casually, which made Lu Yao a little uncertain.
"It's OK." He chuckled. "I didn't mean to hide it from you."
When Lu Yao heard his speech, he did not speak much.
After the car stops at the door of the hotel, Lu Yao opens the door, thanks to the man in the driver's seat and then leaves.
She was firm in her step.
The man watched her leave, and her smiling face sank slowly. He put his hand on the steering wheel, and his fingers unconsciously beat the rhythm. It was only after a long time that he took back his eyes and stepped on the accelerator to leave.