CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

Lu Yiran stood in the room with a gloomy expression. He was holding a phone tightly in his hand.    

The room was quiet and cold, and from time to time, there was a cold fragrance coming from it.    

"Ding!" The crisp ringtone broke the silence of the room.    

Lu Yiran's expression turned serious, and he pressed the answer button.    

"Oh, very good. Looks like Director Lu is quite obedient. " The person on the other side of the phone had a voice-changer, and his voice sounded very strange.    

Lu Yiran's face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice. It was terrifyingly cold. "Who are you?"    

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that the person closest to Director Lu is in my hands. " The man paused and continued, "Director Lu should have received the photo. Are you satisfied?"    

Lu Yiran's pupils shrank. In his mind, he remembered the phone waiter had given him. Inside was a picture of a woman who had been kidnapped, and that woman's face was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar.    

"What are you trying to do?" Lu Yiran said coldly, word by word.    

"It seems Director Lu is satisfied with the photos. The voice of the person on the other side of the phone changed, and there was a hint of ridicule in it. "This kind of attitude is not used to beg people. "    

As soon as he finished speaking, a storm rolled up in the depths of Lu Yiran's eyes. The back of his hand that was holding the phone exploded. Under the dim light of the room, he was like a devil from the depths of hell, terrifying and terrifying.    

"Angry?" The person on the other side of the phone asked happily, "That's true. Why would Director Lu, who has always been high and mighty, ask for help?"    

Obviously, the person on the other side was enjoying this kind of unrestrained control over Lu Yiran.    

Lu Yiran spoke in a low voice. "Condition. "    

"Since Director Lu has spoken, let me think about it. " The person on the phone seemed to be really distressed. After thinking for a while, he said, "Why not use Director Lu's life to exchange for your mother's life? How about it?"    

Lu Yiran narrowed his eyes. His knife-like face was hidden in the shadows of the lights, appearing even colder and harder.    

"If this is an exchange, no problem. "    

Obviously, Lu Yiran did not expect this. He stopped for a moment, and then laughed loudly as if he had heard a joke.    

Lu Yiran held the phone with one hand and took out his phone with the other hand without batting an eyelid. He lowered his head and looked at the information on the phone.    

He had asked Chen Tian to hold waiter at once to see if he could get any useful information.    

At the same time, Chen Tian had also mobilized the people from Paris to search for his mother.    

"Director Lu, you really don't know humor. I was going to tell you to liven up the atmosphere, but what if you take it seriously?" The man on the phone stopped laughing and continued.    

"What do you want?" Lu Yiran asked coldly.    

After asking this question, his phone received two messages at the same time. One was Han Zhiyu, and the other was from Chen Tian.    

Because of the pressing matter, he opened Han Zhiyu's message first. He did not even read the content and replied habitually: "Be good, wait. "    

Then, he opened Chen Tian's message and read it carefully.    

"My thoughts are very simple. As long as Director Lu is willing to exchange the Langkun Group's shares for it, it will be fine. " The person on the other end of the phone said leisurely, as if he was talking about something as common as the weather.    

When Lu Yiran finished reading the last word on Chen Tian's text message, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.    

At the same time, the cold fragrance around his nose became stronger and stronger. Before he could figure out what this strange feeling was, he heard the person say sarcastically, "What? Director Lu is reluctant to part with it now? Did you forget about the mother and son relationship just now? "    

So he sneered and the corner of his mouth slightly curled. "Why should I believe you?"    

"Director Lu has no other choice now, right?" The other party said with a confident tone.    

Lu Yiran's eyes turned serious and said seriously, "I don't know what tricks you want to play, but forgive me for not keeping you company. . . "    

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a burst of pain at the back of his neck, and then he went unconscious.    

Outside the room, a slim figure was slowly approaching. . .    

In the main hall of the banquet.    

Han Zhiyu sat on the chair with a pale face. Her stomach started to hurt and it felt like it was pulling her internal organs.    

She looked at her phone. It was a message from Lu Yiran, "Be good, wait. "    

Thinking that Lu Yiran might have something important to do now, Han Zhiyu did not call him.    

At this time, Wang Ziyue had already come back from the banquet hall and was shocked when she saw Han Zhiyu's pale face, "Zhiyu, are you okay? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"    

"My, my stomach hurts. " Han Zhiyu replied weakly. Bean-sized beads of sweat started to appear on her forehead.    

Hearing this, Wang Ziyue became nervous. "Zhiyu, don't scare me. I, we will go to the hospital now. "    

She hurriedly went forward to carefully support Han Zhiyu and her eyes worriedly fell on her stomach.    

At the same time, she took out her phone to call Chen Tian, but the other party's phone was still on the phone.    

Han Zhiyu was supported by her, and she felt the pain in her stomach becoming more and more intense, as if something was rushing out of her stomach. That kind of soul-tearing pain almost made her faint.    

But she still persisted with all her might. She moved her pale lips and pointed at the phone that fell to the ground because of the pain, "Ziyue, help me. "    

Wang Ziyue immediately bent down and picked it up and passed it to her.    

Han Zhiyu took it and dialed the number that she was familiar with. After a long line of communication, it was finally connected.    

"Lu Yiran. " Han Zhiyu's voice was very weak.    

Unexpectedly, a woman's voice came from the other end of the phone. "Is it Han Zhiyu? I am Ai Shiqi. "    

. . . "" Han Zhiyu's eyes shrank and she felt a warm current in her lower abdomen. It hurt so much that she bent down again, "Is Lu Yiran beside you?"    

"Yes, he is indeed beside me now. " Ai Shiqi looked at the unconscious Lu Yiran and continued, "But I am afraid that he will not be able to go to your place now. "    

After saying that, Ai Shiqi hung up the phone.    

When she heard the beeping sound from the other side, Han Zhiyu was completely stunned.    

The temperature in her pupils was slowly being pulled away.    

Her blood seemed to have frozen. . .    

"Ah, Zhiyu, wake up. " Seeing Han Zhiyu suddenly fall to the ground, Wang Ziyue screamed in fear.    

She ran over to help Han Zhiyu up but her tentacles were sticky.    

She was stunned and stiffly turned her head to look at Han Zhiyu's legs and saw the gurgling blood flowing out from between her legs. The pure white dress was dyed with a glaring red color.    

For a moment, Wang Ziyue's mind went blank as she maintained her posture and stood there blankly.    

Just a moment ago, her scream caused a commotion and everyone looked over. Only then did they see a shocking scene.    

"Isn't this Lu Yiran's wife? What happened?"    

"Oh my God, look at her. She has lost a lot of blood. Could she have had an abortion?"    

"Hurry up and call an ambulance. "    

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Su Heng and Hee Yuanze, who had also heard the sound, pushed aside the crowd and entered. They saw Han Zhiyu lying in a pool of blood. Her face was as pale as snow and she did not have a trace of anger. She held a phone tightly in her hand.    

Large amounts of blood flowed out from her lower body like flowers, and it was dazzling red.    

The air was filled with the smell of blood. It was thick and pungent. . .