Chapter 110 He is a tool man

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Thinking of this, Lu Weiyan's expression became even more gloomy.

He glanced at Mr. Lu in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but test: "Grandpa, didn't you ask me to take care of my sister-in-law at the beginning? How could they have her so soon?"

Lu Weiyan originally thought that the only difference between him and Lu Huaijing was Gu Nanyan.

As long as he can hook Gu Nanyan away, or if Gu Nanyan and Lu Huaijing separate, Mr. Lu will be disappointed and angry, so he will pay more attention to him.

But now, Gu Nanyan is pregnant, so this situation is not good for him at all!

When Mr. Lu heard this, he just snorted coldly and said: "What do you know? I asked you to help take care of Nan Yan just to make Huai Jing jealous. You are also stubborn. Is your sister-in-law someone you can covet?" "

One sentence is like a bucket of cold water.

Lu Weiyan was immediately chilled from head to toe.

So, he is just a tool?

This realization caused Lu Weiyan's blood pressure to spike instantly.

After all, what Mr. Lu cares about most is Lu Huaijing!

Realizing this, his expression became even gloomier.



At the same time, Nan Yan finally persisted until Mr. Lu's car turned behind him.

They're so far away, so we can't see them, right?

Nan Yan thought this, turned around and saw the man next to her, staring in the direction of the car with a cold expression.

He frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Shall we... go back too?" Nan Yan asked tentatively.

Lu Huaijing nodded indifferently, and the two were about to leave when there was a commotion behind them.

Many people stopped and looked upstairs in unison.

"Oops, someone is going to jump off the building!"

"Oh my God, there's really someone up there!"

The exclamations one after another made Nan Yan pause. She subconsciously looked up and saw a silk scarf falling from the sky.

The familiar scent of camellia reached my nose.

This smell is really disgusting.

Nan Yan realized something immediately, and wanted to turn around and say something to Lu Huaijing, but the man beside him had already rushed back into the building in a hurry.

Her heart sank and she immediately looked up, just in time to see a thin woman in a hospital gown sitting on the railing of the rooftop.

The woman's long hair rose and fell with the wind, and her feet were in the air, swaying as if they were about to fall off at any moment.

Song, Yi, Huan!

Nan Yan gritted her teeth, finally unable to disobey her nature as a doctor, and rushed to the top of the building together.

At this time, the rooftop upstairs was already filled with onlookers.

When Nan Yan arrived, Lu Huaijing was already standing behind Song Yihuan.

With a hint of anxiety in his voice, he shouted: "Yihuan, if you want to cause trouble, come down quickly!"

Song Yihuan heard his voice and turned around belatedly, with a pale face and red eyes.

She looked at Lu Huaijing who wanted to get closer, and showed a sad smile: "Ajing, you are finally here... I miss you so much, where have you been these days?"

"I...I'm busy."

Lu Huaijing's words were obviously a little lacking in confidence, and Feng Shen's handsome face was full of worry and anxiety.

"Yi Huan, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it when we come down, okay? Don't sit on the railing, it's very dangerous!"

He said, trying to get closer.

But Song Yihuan looked like she was about to cry, and her voice trembled slightly: "Ajing, I can tell when you lie. You...are accompanying her, right?"

As she spoke, she looked across the crowd and looked straight at Nan Yan.

The people around him immediately turned their heads and looked towards Nan Yan.

She was suddenly stared at by so many eyes, and she felt like a light was on her back.

Nan Yan gritted her teeth, paused, and then said in a deep voice: "Song Yihuan, please don't make fun of your own life."

As a medical staff, she must remain calm at all times.

But after Song Yihuan heard her words, her tears fell even more fiercely.

She cried tremblingly: "I know I can't compare to you, Sister Nanyan, can't you let me go? I know it was my family who did something wrong before, I... really want to be with you Say sorry..."

The way he brought up old things again was clearly using his morals to kidnap others.

The people around didn't understand what was going on and started whispering:

"It turns out that I was forced to do so. Really, is there something that you can't talk about properly?"

"I really don't know what's wrong with little girls nowadays. They have to force people into such a desperate situation."

"Yes, yes, I really didn't realize that someone so good-looking would do such a thing!"

The endless chatter made Nan Yan tense up all over.

What did she do wrong? Why is it being criticized like this?

She gritted her teeth and couldn't help it anymore, and said in a cold voice: "Song Yihuan, please respect yourself. The court will make its own judgment on the matter of your family members hurting me. This is not something I can control."

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of sighs from the melon-eating crowd.

"So this is ah!"

"Hey, isn't this moral kidnapping?"

People with discerning eyes understood the whole story, and what they said immediately made Song Yihuan on the railing look even paler.

Her tears fell heavily, Chu Chu looked at Lu Huaijing pitifully, and her voice trembled:

"Ajing, I'm sorry. I... didn't expect that I would cause you so much trouble. I... really couldn't bear it any longer. Grandma left, and I abandoned all my relatives for you... Maybe, from the beginning, I It shouldn't appear in your world..."

As she spoke, her body began to shake due to her collapsed emotions.

Lu Huaijing immediately turned pale and shouted: "Yi Huan, don't move!"

Nan Yan's face also turned pale. She almost instinctively wanted to step forward, but suddenly noticed that Song Yihuan smiled at her.

That smile looked indescribably weird, but in the eyes of others, she looked like a sad and bitter smile.

Only Nan Yanjue's smile made people's hair stand on end.

However, in just a moment, Song Yihuan returned to her original state, as if everything just now was just Nanyuan's illusion.

She looked at Lu Huaijing sadly and said, "Ah Jing, I'm sorry, see you in the next life..."

After she finished speaking, she let go of her hand.

Everyone around him gasped.

Lu Huaijing, on the other hand, rushed forward and grabbed Song Yihuan's wrist. Amidst the exclamations, he had already hugged the shaky body into his arms.

Nan Yan was standing behind him, but she was pushed unexpectedly. She was startled, her center of gravity was unsteady, and she fell to the ground.

She immediately instinctively protected her lower abdomen, but even so, her knees still hit the hard marble hard.