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He opened the door.
A well-dressed figure stood beside the black Maybach, with one hand in its pockets. The bright moonlight fell on his body, giving him a sense of nobility and elegance that he was born with.
Lin Ange bit her lips and walked towards him.
"What is it? You're looking for me so urgently? "
"Something very important."
Lu Yiyao looked at Lin Ange walking towards him. The corner of his mouth twitched unnoticeably as he replied indifferently.
"What is it?"
Lin Ange's brows tightened as she asked in surprise.
Lu Yiyao seized her long arm and pulled her into his embrace. His cool and weak breath was mixed with a faint smell of alcohol.
"Lu Yiyao, you drank?"
"Yes."
Lu Yiyao held her tighter and rested his chin on her neck.
Under the moonlight, Lin Ange's face became even more beautiful.
In the garden.
In a room.
Uncle Fu looked at the monitor screen in front of him, let out a heavy sigh and directly said two words.
"Miserable person?!"
"Lu Yiyao, let go of me!"
At this moment, a lone man and a woman hugging each other, it wasn't good for others to see.
Not to mention, the other party was President Lu.
If anyone saw it, it would appear on the headlines tomorrow.
"…"
Lu Yiyao did not say anything and did not let go.
Lin Ange couldn't help but feel annoyed. This man had called her out for something very important. They met, but didn't say anything.
Just holding her.
"Lu Yiyao, did you hear that? Let me go quickly!"
"Why are you looking for me?"
"Sigh, you …"
Lu Yiyao suddenly raised his chin arrogantly. Before Lin Ange could react, his sharp lips blocked her mouth.
Lin Ange's mouth was quickly filled with the taste of alcohol.
Her cheeks were redder.
Lu Yiyao finally loosened his lips from the pain after he bravely stomped on Ye Zichen.
"Lu Yiyao, what happened to you?" Are you drunk or something? "
"Who said I was drunk?"
Lu Yiyao's hands were still looking around her slender waist, and the moonlight cast a shadow under his eyelids.
In the unfathomable depths of his black pupils, a trace of fire danced.
Lin Ange saw it clearly and avoided his gaze.
"If you weren't drunk, why did you come here in the middle of the night without sleeping?"
"Silly Girl …"
Lu Yiyao curled his cold lips as the fire in his eyes became brighter.
Lin Ange could hear a trace of a doting tone in his words.
Creak.
The scarlet wooden door sounded.
Lin Ange jumped in fright and subconsciously looked back.
No one.
It was probably because of the heavy night wind that caused the wooden door to shake.
Lin Ange shuddered in fright.
Lu Yiyao, who was feeling hot, also felt a chill.
He slowly let go of the arm that was wrapped around Lin Ange's waist as he asked reluctantly.
"Let's go in. I'm leaving."
Lin Ange breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and turned around.
Zhang Xuan scolded them as he walked.
"Lu Yiyao, you're a lunatic. Why didn't you say anything when people came out? "Hmph …" "Next time, I won't fall for your tricks anymore …"
Lu Yiyao looked at the simple and unadorned vermilion door slowly closing, then he turned around and returned to the car with a sigh.
"Silly Girl, I want to see you, that's the most important thing."
Lin Ange went back to her room, lifted the quilt and lay down.
A sweet, painful dream had been haunting her all night.
The next day, Yu Qing went downstairs.
Uncle Fu had already instructed Nanny Wang to make her favorite breakfast.
Hot crab yolk buns, fresh flower cakes, snow-white steamed cakes, and pure hand-polished raw soy milk.
"Youngest Miss, did you sleep well last night?"
"Yes, very good."
Lin Ange smiled and nodded.
Seeing that she was clearly lying, Uncle Fu did not expose her, but still said affectionately.
"That's good, that's good …"
"Youngest Miss, hurry and go eat breakfast."
"Yes, Uncle Fu, you come too."
Lin Ange pushed Uncle Fu to the table and sat him down.
Halfway through his meal, Uncle Fu suddenly asked Lin Ange a question that made him feel a little embarrassed.
"Youngest Miss, do you have a boyfriend now?"
"Hmm?"
The benevolent Uncle Fu, since when did he become so gossipy?
Uncle Fu explained with a smile when he saw the shock on Lin Ange's face.
"Youngest Miss, I have no other intentions. I was just thinking about what the Grand Master told me before his death. You want me to take good care of you and watch you grow up and get married and have kids … "My body is getting worse every day. I don't know if I'll be able to drink Youngest Miss's wedding wine …"
Uncle Fu was a bit pessimistic.
Lin Ange swallowed the soy milk in her mouth.
"Uncle Fu, don't worry. You'll definitely be able to drink my wedding wine."
"Mhmm …"
Uncle Fu nodded and smiled affectionately.
"Youngest Miss, what you mean is that you already have a boyfriend?"
"Uncle Fu, you …"
Lin Ange's ears turned red.
He thought about what he had said to make Uncle Fu have such thoughts.
"Youngest Miss, don't be embarrassed, having a boyfriend is a good thing. "However, you must open your eyes wide in order to find a boyfriend. Don't look for guys like Lin Yifei and Lu Hengyuan …"
Uncle Fu realized that if he said something, it would probably make Lin Ange sad so he quickly shut his mouth.
"Youngest Miss, Uncle Fu is too old and muddleheaded. You better not take it to heart …"