CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

0"What do you outsiders know? Don't be fooled by those newspaper reports. The person Lu Yiran was going to marry was Han Zhiyu. He never took a fancy to Ai Shiqi. She was the one who kept sticking to me. Do you understand?" Wang Ziyue looked at the crowd who did not know what was going on and wanted to roll her eyes speechlessly.     0

    

"Who are you talking about?" Qiao Yahan could not help but reply.    

    

"Whoever speaks up will be the one. Why? Dare to do it or not dare to admit it?" Wang Ziyue looked at the two people in front of her with a look of disdain.    

    

"You, you. . . " Qiao Yahan was once again defeated. She was so angry that she could not utter a complete sentence.    

    

On the contrary, a trace of ruthlessness flashed across Ai Shiqi's eyes as she met Wang Ziyue's gaze. She said with a cold smile. "I do not think that a person who was abandoned by the groom on the day of the wedding is qualified to talk about me. "    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ziyue's face turned pale and her pupils shook.    

    

This shameful experience was something she tried her best to avoid thinking about, but it was spread out by Ai Shiqi in public. It was like a scab that had been formed for a long time was torn open again. Blood was dripping with pain.    

    

Because of this explosive topic, the surrounding people started to talk about it again.    

    

"Ai Shiqi, shut up. " Han Zhiyu, who had been silent all this time, finally opened her mouth. She took two steps forward and clenched Wang Ziyue's hand tightly.    

    

Those hands were extremely cold and slightly trembled, revealing a strong sense of unease.    

    

"What, Miss Wang, you dare to do or not dare to admit it?" Ai Shiqi saw the situation and the corner of her mouth twitched. She knew too well how to deal a blow to others.    

    

Qiao Yahan also helped when she saw the situation. "That's right. Weren't you quite arrogant just now? Now you've become mute? "    

    

Han Zhiyu held Wang Ziyue's hand tightly and her eyes became more determined.    

    

She turned to Ai Shiqi and said word by word, "Ai Shiqi, don't forget that my current identity is still Mrs Lu, Lu Yiran's legal wife. I don't care if you and him are true love or not. You are the third person who interfered in our marriage. "    

    

"Even if it's a husband and wife, if they don't get along, there will always be a day when they get divorced. " Ai Shiqi hinted at her.    

    

"You are right, but I still want to remind you -" Han Zhiyu took a step forward and looked at her like she was looking at a beggar by the road. The corner of her mouth curled into a sarcastic smile and slowly said.    

    

"Even if it is a divorce, Lu Yiran is still given to you by me without charity. It is not obtained by you, Ai Shiqi!"    

    

After saying that, she looked at Ai Shiqi's sunken face with satisfaction. She turned to Wang Ziyue and said gently, "Let's go. "    

    

Then, she held Wang Ziyue's hand and left the restaurant under everyone's gaze.    

    

Qiao Yahan saw Ai Shiqi's expression was not good and quickly sat down opposite her to comfort, "Shiqi, don't listen to her. What does Han Zhiyu think she is, on what basis. . . "    

    

"Scram. " Ai Shiqi's low voice interrupted her words. The hand that was placed on the dining table was desperately clenching its fist. Its body trembled slightly because of the suppressed emotions.    

    

Qiao Yahan was stunned on the spot. Clearly, he did not understand what Ai Shiqi meant.    

    

"I said get lost!" Ai Shiqi suddenly raised her head, her eyes slightly red as she looked at her shouting at the top of her lungs.    

    

This time Qiao Yahan did not dare to hesitate for a moment, grabbed the bag at the side, and left in a very sorry state.    

    

And the people in the restaurant also stopped their discussions because of Ai Shiqi's outburst, and it was instantly silent.    

    

Ai Shiqi's eyes stared in the direction Han Zhiyu left in and bit her lips to try to control the tears in her eyes that wanted to tear her eyes off.    

    

Han Zhiyu, just you wait!    

    

One day, I will make you pay for saying such words today!    

    

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Lu's Group, CEO's office.    

    

Lu Yiran stared gloomily at the newspaper in front of him, his deep eyes burning with anger.    

    

Last night when Han Zhiyu threw the newspaper in front of him, he did not even look at it carefully to calm her down.    

    

After reading the pictures and content of the newspaper, his entire body exuded an extremely cold aura.    

    

Suppressing the urge to tear it apart, he lifted his gaze to look at Chen Tian, who was making a phone call not far away.    

    

After Chen Tian hung up the phone, he walked to Lu Yiran and said respectfully, "Director Lu, this newspaper was published by Shengjing News Agency. I have contacted the person in charge of the newspaper agency. They have suspended the release of this newspaper. I have also asked my men to retrieve the remaining newspapers on the market as soon as possible. "    

    

"Did the person who submitted it find out?"    

    

"No. The person in charge said it was an anonymous person who submitted it. "    

    

Lu Yiran narrowed his eyes and his aura became even colder. His thin lips parted slightly. "Contact Su Heng and ask him to come to Langkun in half an hour. "    

    

Chen Tian hesitated for a moment and carefully considered. "Director Su replied to me. I'm afraid he doesn't have time today. "    

    

Lu Yiran's pupils shrank. He frowned unhappily and dialed Su Heng's number.    

    

"Su Heng. "    

    

"Yiran, it's rare for you to take the initiative to contact me. But I really can't get away now. My grandfather has arranged several blind dates for me in the past two days. He even specifically warned me that if I don't go, he will chase me out of the Su family. "    

    

"Then I will inform you as well. In less than half an hour, I will withdraw the funds for your company's project in Paris. "    

    

"Lu Yiran, you can't do that!"    

    

"You can try and see if I can do that. The decision is up to you. You can think about it. "    

    

"Lu Yiran, you. . . "    

    

Ignoring Su Heng's angry shout, Lu Yiran hung up the phone and returned to the president's chair behind the desk.    

    

Half an hour later, the door to the president's office was pushed open.    

    

Su Heng rushed in while panting and complained to the man on the president's chair. "Lu, let me tell you, don't go too far!"    

    

Because he was very tired, his voice was full of breath.    

    

Lu Yiran, on the other hand, acted as if he did not hear the other party's complaints. He slowly raised his wrist and looked. "29 minutes. Very good. Can we start now?"    

    

“. . . ”    

    

Did this man have a heart or not? He risked being chased out of the Su family's residence and rushed two red lights along the way before rushing over.    

    

It was good that he did not have a single word of concern, Su Heng thought indignantly.    

    

At this time, Chen Tian brought a glass of water over. He picked it up and sat on the sofa to drink it. He took a breather and then spoke discontentedly. "Why did you call me here in such a hurry? What exactly do you want to talk about?"    

    

A newspaper slowly floated in front of him.    

    

He picked it up in confusion and looked at it. The words The Wealthy Class passionately cheated on him appeared in front of him. The photo was exactly the scene when he pushed open the door and entered the room the other day.    

    

"It can't be, karma came so quickly?"