Zhou Ma was extremely happy and responded quickly.
Nan Yan frowned, but before she could speak, the man in front of her grabbed her wrist.
She was stunned, "Lu Huaijing, what are you going to do?"
Before he finished speaking, he was dragged towards the study.
Nan Yan tried to struggle to no avail, but the man's hands were like eagle talons, and his strength was astonishing, and he took her directly to the study.
Then, he slammed the door shut.
Nan Yan shook off Lu Huaijing's hand with all her strength, her voice rising to a higher pitch: "Lu Huaijing, what on earth are you going to do?"
Lu Huaijing looked at her condescendingly, his dark eyes blazing as he kept searching her face, as if he wanted to see something from her body.
Nan Yan felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and she was even more worried that he would see something, so she turned around and opened the door to leave.
But the rich and handsome man took one step ahead of her and locked the door directly.
"Have we met before?"
Lu Huaijing's voice came out suddenly, making Nan Yan tense up instantly.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Nan Yan pretended not to understand, and even looked away consciously.
But the more she behaves like this, the more suspicious Lu Huaijing becomes.
He approached step by step, his voice full of doubt: "Alina, if we hadn't met before, why are you so hostile to me all the time?"
Nan Yan's heart trembled, but after a moment, she calmed down.
She turned around and stared into Lu Huaijing's eyes mockingly:
"Mr. Lu is really good at joking. Aren't you the one who is always hostile?"
Lu Huaijing's eyebrows jumped: "I am on guard against you, but your hostility towards me and towards Song Yihuan has been deep-rooted from the beginning. Alina, you are a doctor and a businessman. You should not be hostile towards your customers." ."
The sharp words made Nan Yan feel nervous again.
Although she had been mentally prepared for it, this man's sharpness really frightened her.
She leaned against the wall, her heart beating wildly, but she tried her best to maintain her emotions.
"Mr. Lu, I don't understand what you said. Aren't you the ones who didn't believe me from the beginning? You have a bad attitude towards me, why should I compliment you?"
"sophistry."
Lu Huaijing spoke in a deep voice, took a step forward, and directly forced Nan Yan to hug her shoulders tightly.
"You said you didn't understand what I said, then let me ask you, why did you go to the cemetery to pay homage on the day Lin Xiwei passed away? Don't tell me that you were going to meet other people, and... why did you know that Nan Smoke, Alina, who...are you?"
As he spoke, Junrong kept approaching, getting closer inch by inch and gradually shortening the distance, all with a sense of oppression like a wave.
Nan Yan's heart beat faster, and she unconsciously pressed against the wall, feeling a sense of crisis all over her body.
But the cold man had no intention of stopping, until she no longer dared to look directly into his eyes, but he suddenly put his hand against the wall to block her intention to escape.
"Alina? Should I call you your English name, or should I call you... Gu Nanyan?"
"boom!"
One sentence rang in my ears like thunder.
Nan Yan's pupils dilated instantly. She stared at the man in front of her in disbelief, her whole eyes trembling slightly.
How...how did he know?
The moment their eyes met, Nan Yan felt that she was almost being seen through. She suddenly avoided her sight, her brain spinning rapidly.
Although she doesn't plan to hide it forever, now is not a good time to reveal her identity!
Nan Yan's fingers were trembling slightly. When she was at a loss, she suddenly noticed the man's clenched fist.
There is a subtle tremor.
She felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on her head, and she suddenly woke up.
He's cheating on her!
Realizing this, Nan Yan suddenly felt very funny. The feeling of surviving the disaster was mixed with a series of extremely complicated feelings.
She raised her head suddenly, but the man in front of her couldn't hold it back anymore.
He stared at her with questioning eyes: "What, did I tell you right?"
When Nan Yan heard this, he suddenly smiled.
She was already bright and beautiful, and when she smiled now, she was even more brilliant as a flower.
From the sarcastic laugh at the beginning to the playful and sarcastic laughter, her publicity almost made Lu Huaijing start to doubt himself.
"Why are you laughing?" Lu Huaijing's face darkened.
"Isn't it funny?"
Nan Yan's laughter stopped abruptly, and she raised the corners of her mouth mockingly: "Mr. Lu, I have heard before that your wife died five years ago. Don't you remember? It was you who killed her with your own hands. Kill her!"
When Lu Huaijing heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank!
The beautifully shaped lips began to tremble uncontrollably.
"What did you say?" He lowered his hand unconsciously.
"Is not it?"
Nan Yan did not intend to let him go, but pressed forward step by step as he did just now: "Are you wondering again, how did I know? I'm sorry, that day, I accidentally heard you and that person Lady’s talk.”
She curled her lips and her smile became even brighter:
"I heard that Mrs. Ling was kidnapped. Let me guess, is it related to Miss Song? Ah, it will probably be a drama of choosing between two. So, Mr. Lu, who did you choose?"
Nan Yan was talking eloquently, and as she spoke, the original scene flashed through her mind unconsciously.
That windy and rainy weather with dark clouds.
The wind and waves on the seaside seemed to blow a lifetime of wind and rain into her heart.
Every word she spoke seemed like a sharp blade, not only cutting into Ling Chi and Lu Huaijing's heart, but also torturing herself.
Lu Huaijing's whole body was tense, and even his eyes were tinged with sadness.
But Nan Yan didn't want to let him go like this.
"Mr. Lu, I heard from Mother Zhou that you have been unable to sleep at night for the past five years. Is it because the dead Mrs. Lu has been accusing you in your dreams over and over again?"
The smile on her lips was deeper, but in her eyes, there was sadness that Lu Huaijing couldn't see clearly.
Through those eyes, Lu Huaijing seemed to see the original Nan Yan.
Gu Nanyan is desperate, sad, painful, and full of hatred, but has no love for her.
Nan Yan walked forward slowly, but Lu Huaijing was retreating steadily.
But she was far from willing to just give up.
"I didn't believe it at first. Mr. Lu has always been obsessed with his deceased wife, but now it seems that you are indeed very guilty. You are right about one thing. I am a businessman. How can a businessman not betray his customers?"
Lu Huaijing's pupils were shaking. He couldn't hold it in any longer. The moment his thin lips tightened, his big hands had already strangled Nan Yan's neck.
Word by word, almost bursting out from between the teeth:
"who are you?"
Nan Yan smiled wildly, her bright and charming face even more showy.
"Who am I, Mr. Lu? Haven't you investigated it all?"
