CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

3When Lu Yiran came out of the locker room and was walking down the hallway, a young man suddenly appeared in front of him.    1

    

He fixed his eyes and saw that it was waiter who had just brought him in.    

    

He was holding a phone and looking at Lu Yiran timidly. "Mr. Lu, I'm really sorry. Your phone is mixed with the change of clothes. I accidentally took it away. "    

    

Lu Yiran naturally had to put his hand into his pocket. There was no phone inside.    

    

He looked at waiter from head to toe, then took his phone and pressed the power button.    

    

The phone was still locked on the interface.    

    

His phone had a complicated password that could not be unlocked in a short period of time.    

    

The frightened waiter in front of him did not look like he was faking it.    

    

"Got it. " Lu Yiran picked up the phone and put it in his pocket. He walked away with his long legs.    

    

The look of fear from the beginning to the end disappeared in a flash. With a cunning look in his eyes, he took out the phone from his pocket and dialed a number. He said to the person on the other side, "Boss, it has been arranged. "    

    

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The extremely depressed Han Zhiyu saw a familiar figure coming over from the corner of her eye.    

    

Her eyes immediately lit up and she waved excitedly at him. "Hubby. "    

    

Liao Yuzhang followed her gaze and saw Lu Yiran walking over with a gloomy face.    

    

Although he wanted to talk more with Han Zhiyu, he did not want to face Lu Yiran's sharp eyes.    

    

Immediately, he said to Han Zhiyu with slight regret, "Zhiyu, brother-in-law still has other things to do. I will not continue to accompany you for the time being. "    

    

Look at the upper class people who are so good at talking.    

    

It was clearly that he was afraid to stay but he still said it as if he was thinking for himself.    

    

It was no wonder that he could be Han Bingjun's son-in-law. He was just a passerby.    

    

Han Zhiyu naturally could not be bothered with him. She only looked at the man who was walking towards her.    

    

"What's going on?" Lu Yiran stood beside Han Zhiyu and wrapped his arms around her waist. He frowned as he watched Liao Yuzhang leave awkwardly.    

    

Han Zhiyu pouted and complained, "You have been gone for too long. Liao Yuzhang came to talk to me himself. "    

    

Lu Yiran's eyes darkened. He lowered his head and gently pinched her chin. There was a trace of coldness in his voice, "Did he do anything to you?"    

    

He had heard about Liao Yuzhang's lousy matters.    

    

If he really had any disrespect towards Han Zhiyu, he would not let him go easily.    

    

"There are so many people watching. What can he do to me?" Han Zhiyu saw Lu Yiran's nervous look and burst into laughter. But immediately she said with a straight face, "And you have left for so long. I dare not move. I almost died of thirst. "    

    

Lu Yiran saw half a cup of fruit juice and an empty glass on the table out of the corner of his eye.    

    

This glass of fruit juice must have been brought by Liao Yuzhang for him.    

    

The scene of Han Zhiyu sitting there and waiting for him to come back immediately popped up in his mind. His heart felt soft.    

    

He held Han Zhiyu in his arms and apologized with heartache. "Alright, it's all hubby's fault. It won't be like this next time. "    

    

"Hmph. And next time, I won't listen to you anymore. " Han Zhiyu stuck her head out of his arms and said angrily.    

    

Her fragrant body was like soft jade in his hands. Adding her cute expression, Lu Yiran's heart moved. When he reacted, he already kissed Han Zhiyu's lips.    

    

Han Zhiyu did not expect Lu Yiran to kiss her in such an occasion. Her face turned red. "Lu Yiran, you. . . "    

    

"Call me husband. " Lu Yiran's deep voice contained strong indulgence. "Alright, don't be angry. I will make it up to you when I go back. "    

    

Han Zhiyu's face turned even redder. She muttered softly, "Who asked you to make it up to me?"    

    

There was a smile in Lu Yiran's eyes. The corner of his mouth curled up. He held Han Zhiyu's hand and walked towards Han Bingjun.    

    

Unlike the previous two times, when Lu Yiran wanted to leave this time, Han Bingjun actually didn't ask him to stay.    

    

Instead, he readily agreed to their request to return home. He said that he did not greet them properly and sent them to the car.    

    

Until she got into the car, Han Zhiyu still felt that the whole thing was too strange. But as for exactly what was strange about it, she could not point it out.    

    

"Okay, don't think about it. I'm tired after coming out today. " Lu Yiran saw through Han Zhiyu's thoughts and pulled her into his arms.    

    

"Hubby, aren't you curious?" Han Zhiyu rubbed against his chest and found a suitable spot.    

    

Lu Yiran closed his eyes slightly. His voice did not have any fluctuation. "He is just a clay Buddha crossing the river now. He called you over today. Maybe he just wants to calm the shareholders of the company down. "    

    

"But isn't Liao Yuzhang his son-in-law?" Han Zhiyu still did not understand. "Won't he do it?"    

    

After all, Han Yushu marrying Liao Yuzhang back then was also because she saw the financial resources behind him.    

    

Otherwise, no one would be so heartless as to marry their daughter to a man who was almost fifty years old.    

    

"Humph, this is where Han Bingjun is naive. " Lu Yiran snorted and said sarcastically, "He thought that he could take Liao Yuzhang down with just his daughter. But businessmen never do business that makes losses. If you have lost your value, what right do you have to ask him to help you?"    

    

Even though she knew that this was the cruelty of the business world, Han Zhiyu still felt a chill in her heart when she heard it.    

    

She lifted her head from Lu Yiran's arms and looked at Lu Yiran who had his eyes closed. She gently asked, "Then how much value do I have to Mr. Lu?"    

    

Lu Yiran opened his eyes. He knew that his little girl had started to think nonsense again. He raised his broad hands to hold her cheeks, as if he was holding a treasure in the world. He solemnly replied, "Your existence is priceless to me. "    

    

Han Zhiyu knew that comparing their relationship with Han Yushu was unfair, but she selfishly wanted to hear Lu Yiran's promise to her.    

    

Sure enough, it did not disappoint her. Han Zhiyu's face bloomed with the sweetest smile.    

    

But the smile did not last five seconds when a sharp pain came from her lower body, making her cry out in pain.    

    

"Ah - -" She covered her stomach in pain.    

    

Lu Yiran, who had always been calm, was also shocked. Seeing her suddenly turn pale, he nervously held her in his arms and asked, "Zhiyu, what's wrong?"    

    

Han Zhiyu tightly covered her stomach and was in so much pain that she could not say a word.    

    

She felt as if there was a hand in her body that messed up all her internal organs and then tightly pulled outwards.    

    

She opened and closed her pale lips, shivering and moaning. " My stomach, my stomach. . . My stomach hurts. . . "