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"You said that he is related to Meng Ting?"

Lu Yanhuan had never thought that Meng Luo had actually always warned him that he had other intentions behind things, but he had never expected that there was still a connection between Bi Ling and Bi Ling.

Lu Yanhuan didn't know what kind of person Meng Ting was, but in his previous life, she and Lu Qingqing had teamed up and caused her and Meng Luo's death. How could such a person be a good thing?

As for Bi Ling, who was connected to him, he was probably not any better off.

Then why did he keep in touch with him and even take out the truth of Lu Guohua's death as a threat for Lu Yanhuan to marry him?

What was Bi Ling's real goal?

All these were written in Lu Yanhuan's eyes.

Meng Luo understood, so he said, "It's not convenient for us to continue the conversation here, let's find a place to sit down and talk."

Indeed, in this alley, Lu Yanhuan was dressed in luxurious clothing and wore a western suit. No matter how one looked at it, they did not seem like the people who were talking in this simple and crude alley. Moreover, Lu Yanhuan was wearing a high heels of ten centimeters in today, so it was inconvenient for him to stand all the time.

In fact, the pair of shoes that Bi Ling bought for him had already worn down to the heel of Lu Yanhuan's feet, and had grown two unprecedented big blisters on his feet. With every step he took, he really responded to the sentence that sounded very artificial: "Dance on the tip of a knife" or "Little mermaid who has just turned into a human." Only by wearing a pair of shoes that sharpened one's feet could one truly experience the feeling of these words.

Meng Luo noticed that Lu Yanhuan seemed to be slightly lame when he walked, so he asked: "What's wrong? "Are you not feeling well?"

Lu Yanhuan subconsciously shook her head. She didn't want Meng Luo to worry about her, so she replied: "I'm fine."

Meng Luo continued to pursue the matter, "What happened exactly? "If you don't feel well, just say it."

Lu Yanhuan then said: "They are just shoes."

Meng Luo looked at her legs, but they were blocked by a long skirt that Lu Yanhuan was wearing on the ground today. However, one could still vaguely see that Lu Yanhuan was wearing a pair of very tall shoes.

"Take it off, let me see."

Lu Yanhuan stopped. Seeing that Meng Luo did not look like he was joking, she knew that she could only do as she was told.

Lu Yanhuan lifted the hem of her skirt and took off her high heels with her other hand. The scene she displayed made Meng Luo frown: The heel of her foot that had taken off her shoe had already been ground into a huge blister, so there was no need to ask Meng Luo to know what she felt after walking.

It was laughable that he had dragged her so far just now.

Meng Luo blamed himself.

He asked, "And the other foot?"

Lu Yanhuan nodded.

Therefore, Meng Luo walked over without explanation and removed the other shoe for Lu Yanhuan. Following that, he ignored Lu Yanhuan's cries of surprise and directly hugged Lu Yanhuan, a princess, in his arms.

"Brother Luo! Put me down! I can walk! " Lu Yanhuan was very restless as she kept twisting and turning her body in Meng Luo's embrace. She thought that she had lost too much face today.

Meng Luo ignored her resistance and continued to walk. He once again found the pair of shoes inconvenient to hold, so he threw them into the trash can by the side of the road.

Seeing that those beautiful shoes were thrown into the rubbish bin like that, Lu Yanhuan could not help but be angry: "Brother Luo you are such a waste, those are a new pair of shoes!"

"He bought those shoes for you, right?"

Meng Luo did not even look at Lu Yanhuan, and continued to walk forward.

The person in his arms stopped talking.

The streets were filled with handsome men and beautiful women, and they were even carried by princesses. It was hard not to be interested in the two of them. Everywhere they passed, the people on the street glanced at them, but Lu Yanhuan just peacefully laid down in Meng Luo's embrace, not paying attention to these mundane gazes.

She thought that Meng Luo would immediately find a place for the two of them to sit down and talk. She didn't think that Meng Luo would first find her a shoe store.

When the shop assistant saw the two of them in such a position and Lu Yanhuan's attire, and saw her bare feet, she immediately understood what was going on and immediately walked over.

"You two want to buy shoes? Is it for this dress? "

Meng Luo nodded lightly and found a place to put Lu Yanhuan down. The shop assistant quickly pointed to the sofa in the shop for him.

When Lu Yanhuan placed Lu Yanhuan on the sofa in the shoe store, the shop assistant with extremely good eyesight saw that both of Lu Yanhuan's heels had been worn so much that huge blisters appeared, and he became a little confident:

"From the looks of it, it seems like the shoes from before didn't fit right?" Does the customer need a more comfortable pair of flats? We just happened to have a few new flats in our shop. Would you like to take a look at them? "

If Meng Luo didn't speak, then Lu Yanhuan would decide everything on his own.

Only a fool would go and buy a pair of high heels to grind his feet.

Lu Yanhuan said: "Okay, could I trouble you to bring the flat shoes over for me to take a look?"

As a result, the shop assistant brought out a few styles, causing Lu Yanhuan to almost fall for the ballet shoes.

The clerk tried it on her, and it matched her shoes.

"Good eye for customers, this is D family's new model, ballet flats are their specialty and it suits your dress well."

Lu Yanhuan nodded and asked: "Are you still sharpening your legs?"

Lu Yanhuan shook her head, but she didn't say anything. Because of the two blisters from before, her shoes would hurt no matter what, unless her shoes had no heels.

However, when she looked, there were no shoes without a design on the back.

Forget it, let's just leave it at that.

However, Lu Yanhuan was still unable to hide the pain that he felt from his brows. He walked over and asked her: "Does it hurt or not?"

Lu Yanhuan did not speak, Meng Luo had a rough understanding of the situation, so he asked the shop assistant: "Do you guys have anything that can temporarily help with this bubble? to ease her pain. "

The sales clerk brought out a pair of oval shoes made of silica gel and dealt with it for Lu Yanhuan while smiling, "Sir, you are really considerate."

Lu Yanhuan smiled shyly.

After dealing with the shoes, the two of them found a coffee shop and prepared to talk about it.

At this time, Bi Ling was busy dealing with the matters of the hotel.

His girlfriend had been directly taken away by a man, causing Bi Ling to lose a lot of face. Not only would he have to deal with the mess here, he would also have to face the interrogations from all the aunts and uncles, as well as the headlines in the newspapers tomorrow.

However, Meng Luo actually dared to come and provoke him, he must have already collected a few things.

Come on, he's not afraid.

"Director Bi, look at what happened today …" Since the hotel manager had come looking for them, it was clear that even though the task hadn't been completed yet, they still had to accept the money.

Bi Ling waved his hands: "I will pay for it but I have to remind you that you shouldn't spread the news of today's matter. Otherwise, I will find trouble with you two."

Bi Ling looked at the hotel manager, his eyes threatening: "After all, you guys did not do your job well on the front desk and security today."

"Yes, yes."