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When Meng Luo saw the man beside Lu Yanhuan, he was completely expressionless. On the contrary, he even revealed a commercial smile towards Lu Yanhuan.

When Lu Yanhuan saw Meng Luo, he realized that Su Qian was hiding something from her.

But she couldn't care about that right now, she asked Su Qian to find someone to bring Bi Ling to their product development room. Only then did they start the business negotiations with Meng Luo.

Just as Bi Ling followed Su Qian into the research and development department, he walked over and whispered something into Lu Yanhuan's ears mysteriously.

In the eyes of others, it was like they were flirting. However, Lu Yanhuan knew that this person was only slightly open-minded in his actions, if it was any other girl, he would not care about the small details.

This was laughable. For some unknown reason, the two people that they did not want to see again were forced to sit in a sealed space.

Lu Yanhuan opened her mouth first, she was anxious to explain, "Brother Luo, I …"

Meng Luo immediately interrupted her: "Miss Lu, I think we should start the negotiations immediately."

Embarrassed, Lu Yanhuan could only start the process of commercialization with him.

In the end, the two went back and forth, just like before.

He represented the Meng Group and maximized the benefits that they could get for their own company. On the other hand, Lu Yanhuan would always subconsciously enter their personal relationship, so he seemed to be even weaker when negotiating with them.

So when Meng Luo signed the final contract, he actually said: "CEO Lu seems to be absent-minded today, to even concede such a great benefit."

How could she not know? She only hoped that Meng Luo could turn back and take her into consideration a little.

But he didn't.

After signing the contract, Meng Luo said to Lu Yanhuan politely, "I hope for a pleasant cooperation. Miss Lu. "

Lu Yanhuan could only endure and say, "I hope for a pleasant cooperation."

Meng Luo stood up and was about to leave the negotiation room, but Lu Yanhuan remained seated and did not move.

Meng Luo held onto the handle of the door, when suddenly, a pitiful voice came from behind him. "Brother Luo, you're just this …"

"Won't you listen to my explanation?"

As if he didn't explain anything.

He believed that what he saw was the real thing.

Meng Luo did not stay and directly walked out.

Just then, Bi Ling and Meng Luo brushed past each other. With an excited look on his face, he ran towards Lu Yanhuan as he muttered: "Yan Huan, quickly look!"

Meng Luo's body paused for a moment, and then walked forward even more quickly.

Lu Yanhuan was even more hopeless as he sat there.

Bi Ling placed a piece of information in front of Lu Yanhuan, and excitedly said something, but Lu Yanhuan was only wooden, as if he did not hear anything.

Bi Ling was obviously a person who went crazy over incense, but when others saw him and Lu Yanhuan being so intimate with each other, they would not think like that.

The next day, the news about the relationship between the two young leaders of the Meng and Hou groups was broadcast on television.

They went shopping together, visited each other's company, and frequently ate in the couple's restaurant … These gossips flew all over the place one after another, it was difficult for Lu Yanhuan to not know about them.

Meng Luo, is this your retaliation …

Lu Yanhuan started to frequently have nightmares at night, and it was still the river. That dark and gloomy night, that feeling of despair and powerlessness swept through his entire body, and when Lu Yanhuan woke up at night, he realized that his tears had drenched a large portion of the pillow. She turned her pillow over and continued to sleep, and after a few hours, this clean pillow was once again drenched.

Even Su Qian could see that her mental state was obviously weaker than before. She always seemed to be lacking in mental energy, and when developing new spices, she was no longer as excited as before. Su Qian guessed that it was because of Meng Luo, but he couldn't care less about these things. He could only sigh silently in his heart, as he often spoke with Lu Yanhuan outside of work to relieve his boredom.

Furthermore, Bi Ling came to the company frequently, there were rumors saying that he was about to take over the position of the head of the research and development department, but in reality, Su Qian knew that it was just nonsense. His goal was the same as, just that he hoped that Lu Yanhuan would be able to cheer up, and the fact was that Bi Ling would often bring new inspiration for Lu Yanhuan, and his humorous words would also be able to enlighten her.

However, only at certain moments, when she was alone, could she resist those pressures.

One day, she suddenly discovered that she had not contacted Meng Luo for a very, very long time.

It was a personal connection.

Hardly any more.

It was as if they had been separated by centuries. At some point, their distance was like mountains and seas, unreachable and unfathomable.

This time, the hopes brought by the entertainment reporters were even more intense. Some of them directly caught Meng Luo and Hou Shuqin entering the hotel room, and didn't come out for the entire night.

Upon hearing this news, Lu Yanhuan felt dizzy. Luckily, he was supported by Su Qian and did not fall down.

But Meng Luo and Hou Shuqin who were in the hotel room that night did not do anything.

Hou Shuqin felt that it was unbelievable, "Is there a need to do this?" She clearly felt that ever since a certain day had passed, he had suddenly become very proactive. Hou Shuqin's intuition as a woman told her that it must be that the Miss Lu had provoked him.

"Is it that Miss Lu?"

Meng Luo did not speak. He was not like Hou Shuqin who could read his own memories so openly. In fact, he had never let go of them before.

"It's fine if you don't want to say it. But let me tell you, there's only one bed in this room, and I don't want to sleep with you. You can either sleep on the floor or sleep on the sofa. " Hou Shuqin said as he smilingly pointed to the bed, hoping that Meng Luo would give some sort of response.

"Anything is fine." After Meng Luo finished speaking, he immediately entered the bathroom.

Hou Shuqin sighed, this man, was truly hopeless.

There was a saying that only when one was not silent would one break out and perish in silence. It seemed that the relationship between him and the Miss Lu had reached the latter.

It was another opened pair of mandarin ducks.

Meng Luo laid down on the sofa.

Hou Shuqin extinguished the light, then said in the darkness: "When I came in today, I saw Doggie, so I don't understand. It's not like we're celebrities, are those people following us fun every day?"

Meng Luo did not answer.

Hou Shuqin was not willing to accept this and continued to speak: "If your Miss Lu sees today, I wonder if he will cry until tears fall like the rain."

Finally, she heard Meng Luo's response.

An extremely soft sob.

At the same time, on the other side of the city, in an apartment that was immersed in the darkness, Lu Yanhuan sat there alone. His eyes were flickering and his face was as pale as paper under the weak moonlight, as if he had returned to the critical point of his last life.

That despair.