The news that Lu Xiaoya forced her adopted daughter abroad on the day of her return became more and more outrageous. It was even said that Lu Jianhao, Lu Xiaoya's father, had to look at her face and even dared not go out to the party with Angelica dahurica.

Before long, the media reported that Lu Jianhao and his wife Angelica dahurica attended an event. Mrs. Lu looked haggard and everyone was submissive. She vomited bitterness. It was not only difficult to be a stepmother, but also the bitterness of her daughter's leaving a foreign country.

It's better to go too far than to play.

At first, everyone was shocked that Lu Xiaoya, who was shining at the party, would be the one who bullied her stepmother and stepsister, but later, everyone noticed that something was wrong.

That day, the driver Xiao Zhang drove Lu Xiaoya to Victoria mall.

"Wait for me at the intersection of Xiyi Street - Yu."

An inexplicable text message appeared in Lu Xiaoya's mobile phone.

What the hell? Lu Xiaoya was confused. Did Luo Yu send it?

What do you do in such a remote place as Xiyi street?

Although her mind was confused, she took a taxi to the place mentioned in the text message after Victoria got off the bus.

Why don't you come yet!

Lu Xiaoya waited at the roadside for nearly 15 minutes. Just when she was impatient and wanted to leave, a BMW team passed her.

The fifth car stopped steadily in front of her.

"Miss Lu, please get in the car." A man with a cold face got out of the car and opened the door for her.

It's the man I saw in the hospital before!

She quietly observed the surrounding environment and found that there was nowhere to escape.

"Who sent you?" Lu Xiaoya is very vigilant. After all, after the last kidnapping, she has a deep resistance to these things.

Rong Xu looked at her little movements with great interest: "Luo Shao, let me pick you up here."

"What do you have to do with him?" Lu Xiaoya's defense has dropped a bit. After all, not everyone in Kyoto can know Luo Yu.

"I'm his personal assistant and personal bodyguard." Rong Xu said faintly.

"Where are you going later?" Even Luo Yu's people can't relax their vigilance.

"Xishan bieyuan."

Xishan other hospital? She has heard of this place before. It is said that a rich man bought the mountain directly and built a different courtyard.

The two got into the car and the car sped forward.

Lu Xiaoya was still complaining about Luo Yu with a small mouth. She constantly despised him and despised him in her heart.

"I said, will I personally experience crossing the line of fire when I sit in this car?" Lu Xiaoya's brain hole opened wide and thought of this problem.

Rong Xu was speechless, but he patiently explained to Lu Xiaoya. After all, this is the person who may become their sister-in-law in the future: "Luo Shao's return home is confidential, and no one can find out. Moreover, even in the event of a shooting, these cars have been modified, and they are absolutely safe as long as they are not holding rockets."

After hearing these words, Lu Xiaoya fell into meditation.

It seems that Luo Yu's identity is more complex and profound than she imagined.

Her heart was a little heavy. Why did he appear in her life again and again, and she would let him invade her life without any defense.

There is a wound in her heart, very hurt, very deep.

Even if she lives again, she still can't let go.

She thought all the way and unknowingly reached her destination - Xishan other hospital.

The motorcade stopped at a circular space, where a small private plane landed.

"Luo Shao is waiting for you there." After getting out of the car, Rong Xu said this sentence with a serious smile and directed the team to leave.

She looked at the plane, took a deep breath, and walked forward with some heavy steps.

When she reached the elevator, the door of the plane suddenly opened and Luo Yu stood quietly at the door.

"Luo..."

Luo Yu strode forward to hold her Princess in her arms.

The sudden weightlessness made Lu Xiaoya desperately cling to the neck of the person in front of her.

Luo Yu put her in the leather chair on the plane, took off her high heels and gently massaged her legs and feet as last time.

Take off.

"Where are you taking me?" Lu Xiaoya's small face was red, and even the tips of her ears were red.

"When you arrive, you will understand." Luo Yu gently scraped her Qiong nose.

Although Lu Xiaoya was curious, she knew that Luo Yu would not hurt her, and the whole person had no previous tension.

She looked straight into Luo Yu's eyes and asked, "who are you, Luo Yu?"

The action on Luo Yu's hand could not help but stop for a moment and said gently, "do you know Shenluo group?"

Lu Xiaoya's indifference to his feelings made him feel a sense of crisis in his eyes. Even the out of tune zhangjiada and Shao were more important than him. He had to try to stay in her heart, but in this case, he had to show his body to him first, so he arranged the action recklessly.

Lu Xiaoya was really frightened by his identity. No wonder he was mysterious. It turned out that he was from Shenluo group, the world's leading super consortium!

"Shenluo group is a family inheritance. It's the third generation here, but because the forces inside are too complex, I haven't fully mastered the group yet." Luo Yu gently told her everything.

Lu Xiaoya, on the other hand, seemed to be confused by Wang's bombing.

Luo Yu looked at her dizzy face and touched her hair with great pity: "did you scare you?"

Originally, he didn't want to tell her so soon. He was afraid she couldn't accept it. However, he saw more and more excellent boys around her, and he couldn't stay with her all the time, so he had to do this.

And Lu Xiaoya's heart is burning with the fire of gossip. That's Shenluo. When is it more important not to gossip at this time?

"It's said that Shenluo made his fortune by Army / fire. Is it really false?" Lu Xiaoya suddenly changed into a fan sister.

Luo Yu slowly continued: "Shenluo was founded by my grandfather. From walking / private arms to now, it has developed into the fields of silk, silk, jade, cultural relics, rare calligraphy and painting."