CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

Seeing the car stop and the door lock open, Han Zhiyu immediately reached out and pushed the door open.    

This time, there was no one stopping her from getting out of the car. The first thing she saw was a very beautiful mansion, and there was a distance between each building. The interior of the mansion was beautiful.    

At first glance, it was the place where the rich lived.    

When Han Zhiyu walked to the door, Lu Yiran also followed her in. His steps were very big and very quickly closed the distance between the two of them.    

Han Zhiyu looked at the open door, but did not go in immediately. She stood at the door and looked into the room.    

It was very clean here, and it was obvious that there was a fixed person cleaning it.    

It was just that there was a chill inside and it seemed like there was no anger. . .    

Lu Yiran's phone rang on the side. He picked up the phone and fixed his eyes on Han Zhiyu. He did not relax for a moment.    

"Yes, I will come over later. " Lu Yiran hung up the phone after he finished speaking.    

"I want to leave, I want to go home. "    

Han Zhiyu faced Lu Yiran and spoke directly. Her tone was firm.    

"You will live here from now on. " Lu Yiran's tone carried some tenderness. "I have something to do now. I will come and see you later. "    

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Zhiyu widened her eyes in disbelief.    

Lu Yiran clearly meant that he wanted to imprison her again!    

Going around in circles. Why did the two of them end up like this?    

"No, I don't want to, I want to go home. " Han Zhiyu was so scared that her face turned pale. Her trembling voice also revealed her fear. "Lu Yiran, you can't lock me up again. "    

When Lu Yiran heard her call his name, his eyes softened.    

He slowly walked forward and reached out to touch her slightly cold face. "Don't you know me? How do you know my name is Lu Yiran?"    

Han Zhiyu did not care about this at this moment. She went forward and grabbed Lu Yiran's hand tightly. Her teeth were trembling in fear. "Lu Yiran, I want to go home, I want to go home. . . "    

She did not want to go back to her nightmare. She wanted to leave.    

Maybe it was because she was too emotional, or because she was so angry that her heart hurt, Han Zhiyu suddenly felt her vision go dark and she fell forward.    

Lu Yiran was shocked in his heart and went forward to catch her soft body.    

Seeing the pale and thin face in his arms, there was a complicated look in his eyes.    

He ordered Chen Tian to invite a family doctor, and Lu Yiran turned around and carried Han Zhiyu to the bedroom on the second floor.    

Throughout the whole process, he was as careful as holding a treasure. He came to the bedside and gently placed her on the bed.    

Her slender and thin body appeared even more soft and boneless under the contrast of the dark sheets. It was as if a gust of strong wind could blow her away, causing others to feel tender for her.    

Lu Yiran's deep eyes were firmly fixed on her face. He slowly reached out and grabbed her hand, which was still unconscious.    

Perhaps she was also entangled by something bad in her dream. Han Zhiyu's little hand was cold and trembled slightly.    

It seemed that the words just now had given her a bad memory.    

A trace of sadness flashed through Lu Yiran's eyes. He knew very well that Han Zhiyu did not like to be locked up at home.    

However, whenever he thought of Han Zhiyu's indifferent expression when she said "I don't know him" in the car, his heart would twitch like pain. In the past, Lu Yiran had never thought that he would have such feelings. Now, he was completely subdued by Han Zhiyu.    

From the time she disappeared, other than sending people to investigate her whereabouts, he had devoted the rest of his time to his work, day and night. But even so, he still missed her very much.    

It was not easy to get another treasure, so how could he bear to let her disappear from his sight again?    

"Zhiyu, I'm sorry. . . "    

Lu Yiran's deep voice sounded. He leaned over and planted a kiss on her forehead.    

Feng Xueqing sat on the sofa in the living room of the villa, feeling uneasy.    

What happened just now made her think it was unbelievable. She did not expect that her son, who had always been calm and steady, would lose his composure to such an extent.    

In the past, even when Lu Zhanyan chased them out of the Lu Family's main residence, all he showed was anger and unwillingness. He had never been as flustered as he was today.    

Especially when he heard Han Zhiyu's name. The shock, excitement, and disbelief in his eyes could not lie to her.    

"Madam, Young Master is back. "    

Aa Wei's voice pulled Feng Xueqing's thoughts back. She turned her head towards the door and saw her son, who she had always been proud of, return to normal. He walked towards her with steady steps.    

"Little Yu is with you. " Feng Xueqing's usually gentle eyes carried a trace of anger. Her tone was also unprecedentedly tough, "When did you learn to abduct people on the street?!"    

She let Aa Wei bring people to follow Lu Yiran the moment Lu Yiran left the villa. After all, this was the first time she had seen Lu Yiran lose his composure, so she was naturally worried that he would act impulsively.    

When Aa Wei reported the situation to her, she was really shocked and angry. She called him and told him to come back as soon as possible.    

"Yiran, let Little Yu go. "    

Unexpectedly, Lu Yiran frowned when he heard that. His deep voice also carried some dissatisfaction. "I won't let her leave. "    

"What did you say?!" His son, who had always listened to her, actually rejected her directly.    

Before she could ask why, she saw Lu Yiran raise his head and stare at her with his deep black eyes. He said word by word: "Because she is Mrs Lu. "    

Feng Xueqing seemed to hear a rumble in her ears as thousands of words were stuck in her throat and she was unable to speak.    

Han Zhiyu was actually Lu Yiran's wife, her daughter-in-law!    

Although when Lu Yiran showed an unusual expression towards Han Zhiyu's name, she had such an idea.    

However, she was still shocked when she heard the truth from Lu Yiran.    

It was not because she was not satisfied with Han Zhiyu. On the contrary, she liked her very much.    

She knew a thing or two about what had happened between the two of them after listening to Lu Yiran's narration.    

"Yiran, since Little Yu is your wife, you should respect her. Don't use such a forceful method to keep her. This will only hurt her once more. "    

Feng Xueqing's words were to persuade him. But her expression was exceptionally serious. She really wanted to protect Han Zhiyu.    

"Mom, I have said before that I will not let her go. "    

The words that came out of her thin lips were still cold words. . .    

"Lu Yiran, is this how Mom taught you all these years?" Feng Xueqing rarely lost her temper, and her face also turned slightly red because of her emotional agitation. "Are you trying to anger me to death?"    

She casually picked up the things on the coffee table and threw them at Lu Yiran. Lu Yiran did not dodge it. The glass of water was in his stomach.    

Feng Xueqing's expression froze. Looking at the expressionless Lu Yiran, her heart still ached.    

Even if she ignored Lu Yiran and complained about him, he was still her son after all.