Chapter 151

He pursed his thin lips in a straight line and did not speak. Finally, someone realized that Lu Yan was in a bad mood. He secretly kicked the man and coughed a few times Cough Well, well, don't say that some of them are gone. Be careful, Lu Shao beats you. "

Fu Zheng also stood up, came over and put his arms around Lu Yan's shoulder. He held a shallow radian on his lips: "OK, OK, play. You left ah Yan to me. I haven't seen him for a long time. I'm busy."

Some eyebrows were raised in surprise, others laughed in their hearts.

What are you busy with? When they are fooling, doesn't the Lu family say that Lu Yan is in poor health and needs recuperation? Is it still busy? Someone laughs sarcastically - it's very busy. My wife is wearing a green hat for me. Can I not be busy? Such a big joke is almost as hot as it was then. According to the door, fortunately, the child is not there. If he is, he looks like a adulterer. Lu Yan's head is really a green grassland.

Lu Yan sat down. The people at the table around him were still close. Everyone spontaneously didn't mention words, the child or the divorce.

Fu Zheng asked people to clean up a pair of mahjong, and his eyebrows and eyes were gentle: "come on, play mahjong."

Lu Yan did not say anything, slightly drooping eyes, began to touch the card.

Ji Muyang is Lu Yan's subordinate, and his face is not good. His handsome eyes are cold. After several rounds, several people around him also see Ji Muyang's strong smell of gunpowder, which is aimed at Lu Yan.

Lu Yan, however, was a bit careless. Even if he lost a lot of money, he didn't have any extra emotion on his face.

In the end, Ji Muyang didn't hold his temper. He "Bang..." The ground stood up with a sound. With a lift of the long hand, the mahjong on the mahjong table was completely overturned on the ground, making a harsh crash.

Mahjong is beating and rolling on the ground.

Ji Muyang put his hands on the table. The veins on the back of his hands were undulating, and his lips were tight. There was fire in his black eyes, but there was cold.

Lu Yan still sat still, but idly raised his eyelids, eyes cold.

Fu Zheng was startled and went to press Ji Muyang.

But Ji Muyang broke away.

Fu Zheng: "ah Yang, what are you doing? There are so many people. If you have any dissatisfaction with ah Yan, we can't say anything well."

Ji Muyang ignores Fu Zheng and still stares at Lu Yan.

The whole box was quiet because of Ji Muyang's action. People's eyes focused on Ji Muyang and Lu Yan. They didn't quite understand what happened.

Fu Zheng played the round: "it's OK, you play your ah, Ji Muyang this boy drink too much!"

Ji Muyang was silent for a long time. He suddenly opened his mouth and moved his thin lips. He asked, "Lu Yan, do you believe the hearsay?"

"What's on the grapevine?" Lu Yan smiles lightly. He doesn't seem to care at all, and he doesn't bother to pay attention to Ji Muyang. After finishing this sentence, he gets up, arranges his cufflinks slowly, and says in a light voice to Fu Zheng: "ah Zheng, play, I'll go back first."

Ji Muyang's sneer on his lips became more and more obvious.

He straightened up, looked at the back of Lu Yan's departure, also stepped forward to the direction of Lu Yan's departure, and caught up.

Fu Zheng Leng next, in the heart secretly scolded a, also hurriedly chase up, who knows Ji Muyang this fool can make what matter.

When leaving the box, Fu Zheng did not forget to close the box door.

At the corner of the corridor, Ji Muyang stood not far from Lu Yan: "Lu Yan, so, is Yanyu really pregnant? Did your great mother do it? You allowed it. Do you really think that child is not yours? Are you really divorced from Yu Yu? "

Lu Yan heard what he said, stopped and turned around.

Slightly drooping eyes, long eyelashes in the eye socket fall deep shallow shadow, people can not guess his mood, but his lips and hanging a light smile, as if in a good mood.

Lu Yan stares at Ji Muyang. His eyes are cold. He looks at Ji Muyang a little, as if he knew Ji Muyang for the first time today: "ah Yang, even if I do these things, what does it have to do with you?" Ji Muyang's anger suddenly burned up in his chest. He clenched his fist and his voice rolled out from his throat: "what do you think it has to do with it? It's a human life you've killed! You also hurt the body of words! You're divorced now, aren't you? I ask you, when you were not divorced, did you really fall in love with other British women

Lu Yan's eyes were casual. He took back his eyes to see Ji Muyang and said, "if the answer you want is yes, I'll tell you, you'll think I'm in love..."

Before his words were finished, Ji Muyang seized his collar.

Ji Muyang drags Lu Yan, and their eyes are very close. Ji Muyang's eyes are as cold as a cold knife.

"Son of a bitch!"

Lu Yan's thin lips were heartless. He pulled his lips: "ah Yang, how can you pretend to be a deep and resentful man? Huh? Are there few women you've played with and had a miscarriage before? ""How can it be the same?"

"Why is it different?" Lu Yan's tone was frivolous. He looked at Ji Muyang and his eyebrows beat heavily.

He remembered.

Not long ago, Ji Muyang had sent Yanyu to the hospital, and he was always in close contact with Yanyu. His mind has become clear.

Lu Yan Mou Guang is more indifferent: "a Yang, some people are not what you can think."

This sentence infuriated Ji Muyang, and the fire in his eyes became more and more vigorous, burning a little bit, almost spitting out his pupils.

He clenched his fist, waved his hand, and hit Lu Yan's cheekbone heavily.

Lu yanmingming was able to dodge, but he got the fist.

Ji Muyang's hand was not light at all. Lu Yan's cheekbones seemed to be broken. Lu Yan's tongue pressed his cheeks and clenched his lips. He didn't say anything.

Ji Muyang still has to do something. Fu Zheng goes up and holds him.

"Calm down, it's all brothers. Stop fighting."

Fu Zheng broke off Ji Muyang's hand, and Lu Yan calmly arranged his collar. His cheekbones were covered with bruises.

The light of his eyes is fixed, and the light falls in his eyes, and it goes out clearly.

Thin lips micro motion, voice hoarse: "Yang, speech is not you can move people, this fist, I don't care with you."

Ji Muyang's eyes are full of ice and cold light. Lu Yan's figure soon disappeared in the corridor. Ji Muyang raised his eyes and stared at the slightly obscure corridor lamp. The light was dense, and his outline showed deep silence.