Chapter 71

Ji Muyang's voice fell, and the night was a bit dead.

Lu Yan narrowed his long and narrow eyes and looked straight at Ji Muyang with no expression on his face. The temperature of his eyes dissipated little by little, and the corners of his lips pursed into a straight line, with some shadows. He seemed to understand something, straightened up his body, and the fingertips hanging on his side were white.

"Ah Yang, did you find Lin Yin?"

Ji Muyang's tone was light and admitted: "yes, I found that she was very similar to Xia Xia. Isn't there a saying that after she left, all the people I loved were like her?"

Before he finished his words, Lu Yan walked with his long legs.

His back was cold.

He didn't even look at Ji Muyang and Lin Yin.

In the cold wind came his voice of gloomy sarcasm: "ah Yang, if you interfere in my emotional affairs in the future, don't blame me for neglecting my friendship for many years."

Ji Muyang behind him also opened his mouth, his words were scattered in the wind: "ah Yan, don't you think you are very bad now? You can't let Xia Xia go, but you also want to use words. You are dragging two women

This time, Lu Yan stopped.

He didn't turn around. The lines of his back became straight. He suddenly sneered, "are you really worried about Xia Xia?"

Ji Muyang clenched his fist.

The joints are slightly white.

Abdominal cavity suddenly a sense of nausea came up, he stumbled to the side of the trash can, supporting the trunk, vomit a happy.

At the other end, Lu Yan is followed by Lin Yin, who looks at Lu Yan carefully.

With wide shoulders and long legs, he wore a straight and slim suit, which made him tall. The street lights were dim and yellow, and his long shadow was trailing on the ground.

Lin Yin's heart beats fast.

She didn't know why, deliberately stepping on Lu Yan's shadow, her heart gave birth to unspeakable joy.

She always told herself that she had done nothing wrong and that she needed to fight for happiness. Lu Yan's wife tried every means to marry him, and she didn't need to marry into the Lu family, just wanted to be with him.

Lin Yin's heart beat fast.

For a moment, she didn't notice that the man in front of her stopped. Her forehead bumped into Lu Yan's back. It was hard and full of hormones, and her cheeks were flushed with two flowers.

She bit her lower lip, raised her eyes, and looked into Lu Yan's eyes. In his dark eyes, she saw her own miniature. Her heart beat faster and faster. She hoped that his eyes would only have her.

I don't know what gave her strength.

Lin Yin takes a bold step forward and holds Lu Yan's hand. Her voice was very light: "Mr. Lu, I know you can't forget your first love in your heart. I also know I look like your first love. I know you are in a bad mood these days. Would you like me to accompany you?" She put her posture very low, "you can treat me as your first love, I don't mind."

Lu Yan's eyes were sharp, his lips were straight, and he didn't know what emotion flashed through his eyebrows.

His eyes are light to pass Lin Yin's facial features.

Finally, fell on her eyes, silent smile, weak smile: "you are still young, don't always want to go wrong, go back."

Lin Yin is not reconciled at all, her pupils slightly open: "this is not a crooked road, Mr. Lu." Her voice was still very light. "Your wife can do it this way. Why can't I? Don't you like my face? "

"I don't like it."

Lu Yan's voice is cold. "You have defiled this face. Besides, you can't judge my wife at will. Miss Lin, you are already an adult. You should know that misfortune comes from the mouth, and you should know that adults are responsible for every decision they make."

His tone was calm, but his words were vicious.

Lin Yin's face turned pale, like white tissue.

Lu Yan didn't receive a verbal phone call for several days. At the beginning, he would look at his mobile phone from time to time. He was inexplicably agitated. In the next few days, he simply forced himself not to look at his mobile phone any more. However, people in the Secretary's office knew that Mr. Lu's face was as bad as if the company was going to close down.

But these days, the state of speech is not very good, it is not her own reason, but Zhou Yun always calls her from time to time, their relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is as bad as never harmonious.

Zhou Yun was very dissatisfied with her, and her tone was slightly ironic: "Yuyu, why don't you tell me what ah Yan has done outside recently? You have to let me know from the news. Do you know how shameful I am? "

At that time, Yanyu was running to the court to hand in the materials of infringement filing. He was very busy, but he still had to find time to deal with Zhou Yun: "Mom, what's the matter with a Yan?"

"Don't call me mom. You don't deserve it."

His face was a little pale.

Zhou Yun continued: "you're still studying law. Isn't it true that women who study law can handle their husbands most? Also did not let you handle the husband, lets you manage the husband not to go out to philander, you cannot doThe words don't understand why women are always very harsh on women, and what they say is always very ugly.

She asked tentatively, "Mom, are you in a bad mood?" Zhou Yun was angry: "where am I in a bad mood? I just want you to know, take care of a Yan, don't let him go on the news, and those women outside, get rid of it quickly, make a similar one with Xia Xia, to hinder my eyes, and, later, you call a Yan and ask him to go home.

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she scolds herself and hangs up the phone, but Yu's chest seems to be oppressed by a big stone.

Zhou Yun's way of educating children is really a failure.

If she thinks that Lu Yan has done something wrong, she should take the initiative to talk to Lu Yan instead of scolding her daughter-in-law and forcing her daughter-in-law to educate her.

Zhou Yun does not think that her words and expressions are the biggest victims of Lu Yan's love affairs.

Yu Yu went to the court to file a case. He was relieved and walked out of the court. When he arrived at the court hall, he didn't know what had happened. The crowd suddenly screamed and panicked.

Yuyu is slightly stunned. A man shouts and rushes to Yuyu's direction. He holds a knife in his hand. The sun shines on his knife, reflecting a dazzling light.

That person's eyes are full of red blood, ferocious roar: "I fight with you, fight, you can't die."

The heart is too tight to bear, and the pupils are shrinking.

All of a sudden, someone broke away the metaphor. His long leg was tight, and he kicked it hard. He hooked his hand and kicked the man's knife away. He swept his legs across, hit the man hard on the knee, then subdued him and stepped on the sole of his foot.