CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

2The only difference was that Lu Yiran's eyes were wide open this time. He tightly hugged Ai Shiqi and stared at her with his ink-like black pupils. His eyes were filled with rich emotions.    0

    

That pair of thick and large palms pressed against her slender waist and slowly caressed her enchanting curves.    

    

The usually cold and hard corners of his mouth raised slightly, hinting at his master's good mood.    

    

And Ai Shiqi's delicate face was flushed red. Her entire person was like a budding flower bud, bright and moving.    

    

Facing the other party's naked and direct gaze, she shyly leaned on the other party's chest and asked in a soft and gentle voice, "Lu Yiran, do you love me?"    

    

"Love!" Lu Yiran replied in a deep and magnetic voice.    

    

Obviously, Ai Shiqi enjoyed this answer, and the shy and happy expression on her face became even more obvious. She propped up her soft body and went forward to look at him. Her cherry lips slightly parted. "Who do you love?"    

    

After asking, her eyes contained the light of expectation.    

    

"Lu Yiran, who do you love?"    

    

"You. " Lu Yiran looked at the beautiful face in front of him and replied in a pampering tone, "Ai Shiqi!"    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, his mouth was blocked and he closed his eyes. He tightened his arms and threw himself into the gentle countryside.    

    

The first to react was Chen Tian. He immediately ran to the side of his opponent's projector and pressed down the key, ending this ambiguous scene.    

    

But it was already too late. From the moment the scene started, those sensitive reporters had already started taking pictures and recording crazily with their cameras and cameras.    

    

In a short minute, the video and the scene in front of them took care of each other.    

    

However, the first one was Ai Shiqi's initiative, and the second one was Lu Yiran's initiative.    

    

This comparison caused a nuclear reaction. Next was the reporters' question bomb.    

    

"Mr. Lu, you have been emphasizing the authenticity of the video. Was that part true?"    

    

"Since the person you love is Miss Ai Shiqi, then the clarification just now was also fake?"    

    

"There was an affair during the marriage. What else do you have to explain?"    

    

. . .    

    

The impact and reversal of the video was too great. The reporters did not care about the moisturizing problem and started to attack with their guns and cannons.    

    

On the stage, Lu Yiran's face was gloomy. From the moment the image appeared on the wall, he had pursed his lips. His eyes were filled with the dark clouds of a storm. He clenched his fists on the table and did not let go.    

    

He did not have any impression of the scene just now, so he naturally did not open his mouth and say a word.    

    

His silence attracted the attention of the reporters below the stage.    

    

"Mr. Lu, is this considered tacitly admitting your relationship with Miss Ai Shiqi?"    

    

"Since you love the young mistress of Ai family, why did you marry Miss Han Zhiyu?"    

    

"Miss Han Zhiyu, do you know about the secret affair between the two of you?"    

    

. . .    

    

The entire conference room fell into chaos and chaos. . .    

    

In the living room of the Lu's villa.    

    

The television was broadcasting everything in real time.    

    

Auntie Zhao, who was sitting on pins and needles, could not believe her eyes and ears.    

    

Half an hour ago, she followed Lu Yiran's instructions and switched the TV to the Happy Television Channel.    

    

Fortunately, Han Zhiyu did not object and the two of them just looked like that.    

    

It was only after the press conference began that Auntie Zhao understood why the mistress was so cold to Mr. Lu.    

    

So when the first video was released, she carefully looked at Han Zhiyu's face. There were no changes or ups and downs.    

    

In her heart, she was more or less biased towards Lu Yiran, so she carefully said. "It was the eldest daughter of Ai family who took the initiative. She really couldn't tell that it was this kind of person. Mr. Lu is really pitiful. "    

    

Although Han Zhiyu didn't show any change on her face, her heart was still slightly moved, especially when she heard Lu Yiran say that her mother was kidnapped in Paris.    

    

Her heart was not made of stone. When people involved their loved ones, there would be times when their minds would be thrown into chaos.    

    

Moreover, she had also noticed the movement of Lu Yiran taking out his phone from his pocket and pressing the button.    

    

He must have sent her a message back in that situation.    

    

Furthermore, the intimate photos of the two were also the result of Ai Shiqi smelling aphrodisiac.    

    

Maybe he was too extreme and should accept Lu Yiran again?    

    

However, this idea was immediately broken by the following video clips.    

    

The scene of two people hugging and kissing in the video fiercely stung her eyes.    

    

"Lu Yiran, do you love me?"    

    

"Love!"    

    

"Lu Yiran, who do you love?"    

    

"You, Ai Shiqi!"    

    

It was a familiar conversation, but it happened to different people. How ironic!    

    

Han Zhiyu heard Lu Yiran's answer without hesitation. She laughed in a low voice, and her eyes slowly turned red.    

    

"S-Madam, perhaps this video is fake. Mr. Lu, he. . . "    

    

Seeing Han Zhiyu's smile, Auntie Zhao felt that it was uglier than crying. She could not help but feel her heart ache as she blurted out words of comfort. But before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Han Zhiyu.    

    

"That's enough, Auntie Zhao. I feel that my body is a little tired so I will go up and rest first. "    

    

Han Zhiyu stood up and walked towards the bedroom on the second floor.    

    

Seeing her thin back, Auntie Zhao sighed deeply. . .    

    

Han Zhiyu, who was lying on the bed, was silently crying.    

    

She did not know how to believe him anymore. She believed the words of this man.    

    

She had clearly experienced so many sweet memories along the way. She had always believed in him, trusted him, and looked forward to the crystallization of their love. They would always be together and be very happy together.    

    

He gave her the most wonderful time, allowing her to immerse herself in happiness and have a beautiful dream.    

    

At that time, the sky she saw would always be blue, and her world would also be colorful.    

    

But now, all of this disappeared like bubbles.    

    

The child was gone, and now, even he was going to be lost.    

    

The scene of Lu Yiran and Ai Shiqi entangled together was like a poisonous snake tearing at her heart, constantly replaying in front of her eyes.    

    

Those love confessions also kept repeating in her ears.    

    

Han Zhiyu saw the reality clearly. What he loves is not you at all!    

    

Although she accepted the truth, she still felt as if a knife was twisting in her heart as she silently cried. . .