Tsk tsk, Lu Chen is really good at it.
Such a fast time forced Lu Chuan to have no way out.
I don’t know when it will be the Sang family’s turn?
After all, in the original plot, Lu Chen occupied the Sang family first and then the Lu family.
However, Sang Yu still felt quite happy to see Lu Chuan begging for perfection.
She curled her red lips and stood up, "Brother Lu Chuan, are you willing?"
Lu Chuan pursed his thin lips into a straight line: "Yes."
"That's great." Sang Yu threw herself at him happily, "Then when will we get married?"
Lu Chuan felt irritated by Sang Yu's approach, and he subconsciously took a step back to avoid being thrown into his arms.
"It's up to you to decide."
Fortunately, the girl didn't seem to notice the disgust in his words and deeds, and still smiled: "Then the 15th of next month, what do you think?"
Is she so anxious about next month?
"……good."
After Lu Chuan left, Sang Yu became even more happy sucking the juice.
She really wanted to see how pitiful Lu Chuan was when she regretted his marriage in public.
Tsk tsk, it must look good.
Sang Yu, who was completely immersed in his own emotions, had no idea that his words and deeds had long been reported to Lu Chen.
"Still want to marry him?" Lu Chen's lips curled up into a sneer, "Sang Yu, you are really disobedient."
He glanced at the financial affairs of the Sang Group beside him, which had already been bribed by him, and said indifferently: "We can close the network in advance."
*
Before Sang Yu could humiliate Lu Chuan by regretting the marriage, something happened to the Sang family.
"Xiaoyu, I've booked a flight for you, please leave quickly."
Sang Lin looked anxious, grabbed Sang Yu's hand, and was about to walk out.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
"I don't have time to explain to you. You follow Uncle Li and leave first. I'll tell you when we get there." Sang Lin's face showed a rare seriousness.
"Brother, I don't want to leave. If anything happens, we will face it together."
"No." Sang Lin put his arm around Sang Yu's shoulders, "You have to leave."
Sang Yu is Sang Lin's only relative, how could he let her suffer with him.
"Uncle Li, Xiaoyu is left to you, you must protect her."
Sang Lin gave Sang Yu to Uncle Li.
Uncle Li followed Sang Lin's instructions and pulled Sang Yu directly outside.
However, before he could get out of the gate, he was stopped.
"Miss, I'm sorry, you can't leave."
All the bodyguards of the Sang family stopped in front of Sang Yu.
Just as Uncle Li wanted to scold him, his hands were tightly clamped by two bodyguards, unable to move.
Sang Yu said angrily: "What do you want to do?"
The bodyguards didn't speak, they just looked back.
The black Sibel luxury car parked in front of the villa, and the door opened.
A pair of slender white fingers held the car door open, and a black leather shoe landed lightly on the ground.
The surroundings were silent, the heaven and the earth were silent.
The man was dressed in a black suit and looked like the god of death, coming against the light.
As she got closer, Sang Yu gradually saw clearly his smooth chin, sexy thin lips, straight bridge of nose, and emotionless eyes under the sharp eyebrows.
When they looked at each other, his face was as gentle as water, and he seemed to be still the obedient and pitiful son-in-law, but the darkness in his eyes could swallow people up.
Lu Chen slightly raised the girl's chin, suddenly sneered, and asked in a frighteningly gentle voice: "Want to run?"
Tsk tsk, this is his true state.
Sang Yu shrank and wanted to step back, but he pinched his jaw hard.
He was close to her ear, and the cold breath like a poisonous snake spread.
"Sang Yu, this time, the roles are reversed..." His cold hand brushed her cheek, like a beast teasing its prey, and chuckled, "You can't run away."
