Xin's long and straight back, and the custom-made wool coat on his body, all looked so perfect together.
Walking clothes hanger.
Nan Yan was stunned. The next second, she saw the man and a woman walking into the private room.
She put out the cigarette in her hand and followed him quietly.
Lu Huaijing booked a private room for four people. Although he couldn't hear it clearly, there were still some faint sounds.
The man's voice was always cold: "...I hope you can understand that if you have any news about her, you must tell me."
A female voice came from inside, and Nan Yan was stunned after hearing it.
Because that woman was none other than Ye He.
Compared to the lively voice five years ago, her voice is more cold and mature.
"Mr. Lu, don't you know better whether Nan Yan is still alive?"
In the box, Ye He raised the corners of his mouth mockingly and said with a smile: "You were like this when she disappeared. Later, she was forced to jump into the sea in front of you. Now you have the nerve to ask me." , do you know where she is?"
"Mr. Lu, don't you think it's funny?"
The man's big, sharp-jointed hands slowly tightened, but his handsome and handsome face remained indifferent.
"Ye He, you know that Nanyan's matter was not my original intention——"
"It's not your intention? It's so funny. If you hadn't had an illegitimate child outside, Nan Yan would be sad? If it weren't because you were busy with that woman, how could she have no way to ask for help? But now you say it was not your intention, Lu Sir, don’t you think it’s ridiculous when you say this?”
Ye He's accusation was loud and clear, with anger mixed with a bit of sadness.
"Lu Huaijing, if you have someone else, don't mess with Nan Yan. You clearly know how much she loves you, but you still hurt her again and again. Over the years, if it weren't for my responsibilities, I wouldn't even be able to care about that child. I don’t care, you and Song Yihuan are parents, but you are stepping on other people’s corpses to live happily. Even if Nan Yan is not dead, I don’t want you to meet!"
Ye He said angrily and was about to turn around and leave, but was blocked by Lu Huaijing.
"Get out of the way!" She angrily sidestepped him.
Lu Huaijing's hand didn't move at all.
"I just want to know if you told others about her."
"Others, who are they? Does Nan Yan have any relatives or friends in this world?"
Ye He's voice was choked up, "Her mother died to save her. Lu Huaijing, she was still pregnant at that time, and your child went with her. Lu Huaijing, you deserve all this. You still deserve it." Remember her and your child?”
Lu Huaijing's hand froze in the air for a long time before slowly letting it go.
Seeing this, Ye He sneered, then turned and walked out.
All this happened so fast, Nan Yan quickly turned around and walked towards the rooftop around the corner.
She didn't even have time to look at Ye He, so she could only hide in a dimly lit corner.
The slender fingers trembled slightly, Nan Yan's eyes were filled with soreness, and her throat seemed to have been stuffed with a chestnut.
It hurts, and I feel like I can't breathe.
Her heart was beating wildly, and even after so many years, it was still difficult for her to calm down when seeing her old friend.
Nan Yan trembled and wanted to smoke a cigarette to calm down.
The slender fingers held the silver lighter and pressed it twice, but it didn't start the fire.
"Crack!"
A flame appeared in front of her.
Nan Yan's whole body was cold.
She looked up suddenly and saw the tall and proud man standing in front of her.
The man held a black lighter between his slender fingers, and the flames danced in it.
Nan Yan took a deep breath and slowly put the thin cigarette over.
Lit up, a light blue mist filled the space between the two.
"How long have you been listening to it?"
Lu Huaijing put away the lighter, his eyes playful, and the lighter rotated back and forth between his fingers.
"Just said." Nan Yan lied without conscience.
His long and narrow dark eyes narrowed meaningfully. He stared at her and suddenly smiled.
"Miss Alina, are you a bit addicted to cigarettes? Do you want to have one in the middle of the night?"
He did see it that day.
A charming smile appeared at the corner of Zhu Chuan's lips, and she whispered: "Mr. Lu, I am a fellow-minded person."
Originally, Nan Yan was worried that he wouldn't show up.
But fortunately, he has never changed his habits over the years.
But the smile at the corner of the man's mouth did not reach his eyes, and his voice was tainted with a hint of chill: "So, Miss Alina, you want to get close to Zhu Zhizhi. Has anyone ever told you that you appear in front of a person too often?" Nothing will happen if you are by your side.”
There was a warning in that tone.
But Nan Yan smiled sarcastically: "Mr. Lu's words are really contradictory. Didn't you invite me back for Miss Song? If I don't appear by your side, will I abscond with the money?"
After she finished speaking, she turned to leave.
But a strong arm blocked her path to leave.
"Then today is also a coincidence?"
Lu Huaijing said in a mocking voice, "Is it possible that Miss Alina is treating people in the restaurant now?"
The corner of Nan Yan's mouth twitched.
She really didn't expect to meet Lu Huaijing here.
If it weren't for knowing that the woman was Ye He, she wouldn't have wanted to eavesdrop on anything.
But he didn't expect that he would be caught by this man again by such a coincidence.
She suppressed the complicated emotions in her heart and said coldly: "I'm just here to have a meal. Why, does Mr. Lu even want to take care of this?"
When these words fell into Lu Huaijing's ears, they aroused even more suspicion.
He pinched her chin with his thumb and forced her to raise her head. The sight she looked down at made her feel even more oppressive.
"Alina, I seem to have never asked you what your name is."
Nan Yan frowned: "Mr. Lu is very good at asking questions knowingly."
Are you asking knowingly?
Lu Huaijing curled his lips and his eyes became even colder: "Since you know my ex-wife, has anyone ever told you that some of your angles -"
He said, holding her chin and turning it, as if looking at it carefully.
"So much like her."
As soon as these three words were spoken, Nan Yan's beautiful eyes immediately flashed with a hint of shock.
Panic, surprise, mixed with guilt.
She immediately averted her gaze.
Although Nanyan has undergone many surgeries, most of them were adjustments based on her original condition.
At this moment, being looked at so carefully by this man, her heart felt like it was bungee jumping, beating wildly uncontrollably.
She pushed Lu Huaijing away suddenly.
The cold voice was raised several levels: "Mr. Lu, if you want to find a substitute, then you are looking for the wrong person. Don't forget, Miss Song is your fiancée!"
After she finished speaking, she shook off the man's hand.
At the same time, Lin Jinchi, who had been waiting for a long time, simply went out to look for Nan Yan because he refused to come back.
