Young Master Lu's Warm Wedding and His Lovely New Bride

Chapter 282

The air pressure in the car dropped suddenly, and Lu Boyan's handsome facial features shrouded in a layer of haze.

Su Jian'an suddenly felt that the wind and rain was coming. She grabbed Lu Boyan's hand and said, "I'm ok. Besides, the little boy has been detained. "

Lu Boyan's face was still gloomy and cold.

Detention - nothing to him.

Knowing that Lu Boyan would not give up easily, Su Jian'an said, "I don't want to make a big deal of this matter. Forget it, will you? "

She has been a transparent person for more than 20 years, and she has long been used to being free. However, since she was exposed to be married to Lu Boyan, she has been on the entertainment page at three or five o'clock. Some people who know nothing about her have commented on her as if they have seen through her

Although it did not affect her life, it was enough to arouse her antipathy.

If this event is exposed, Han Ruoxi's fans will probably only clap their hands and cheer, right?

Lu Boyan calls Shen Yuechuan to find out the whole thing.

Shen Yuechuan's efficiency was very high. He called back in less than 15 minutes: "the little boy is just a fan of Han Ruoxi. He credulously believed some so-called revelations on the Internet. He thought that Han Ruoxi was forced to leave Lu's family. For a moment, he was irrational and made an extreme behavior. There was no one behind him. Now that he has been detained by the police, what do we need to do? "

Lu Boyan took a look at Su Jian'an: "forget it."

"How much?" I specially asked him to check it out, just... Forget it?

Shen Yuechuan is also a human spirit. He immediately realized that it must be su Jian'an who didn't want to make a big deal. He laughed: "OK, listen to my sister-in-law!"

Lu Boyan hung up the phone, still a wind and rain is about to come, Su Jian'an leaned over to smile at him: "you forget what I do?" Said, proud raised lines elegant chin, "just a small mouse, even for us just learn autopsy when the hands are not qualified good!"

"..." the haze on Lu Boyan's face disappeared, and a smile finally appeared on his lips.

Sue was relieved.

Back home, sitting on the sofa in the living room were two strange young women with blonde hair, blue eyes, white skin and high nose - such as a fake European.

"These two ladies are Mr. Jesse's assistants."

With Xu Bo's introduction, they stood up and held out their hands to Su Jian'an, and spewed out English in a proper tone: "Hello, Mrs. Lu. Mr. Jesse is designing a wedding dress for you. We need you to take some data

Su Jian'an looked at Lu Boyan incredulously: "they said that Mr. Jesse is Jesse David?"

She also belongs to the kind of people who don't know about fashion, but even people like them don't know about Jesse David.

In Luo Xiaoxi's words, he is the most dreamy wedding dress designer in the world. There are three necessary conditions for a perfect wedding: the groom is the most loved one. Bridesmaids are the best sisters. The wedding dress is by Jesse David.

Even Han Ruoxi, an arrogant front-line actress in the fashion industry, visited Jesse David and asked him to design her wedding dress. When the media broke the news, countless people speculated that Han Ruoxi would marry Lu Boyan.

It is said that Jesse David has turned down a Hollywood superstar in public. Because the appearance of the actress is not his food, it is even more difficult for the Oriental to ask him. That's why Su Jianan is so surprised.

But Lu Boyan's appearance is light: "who else is there besides him?"

In shock, Su Jian'an followed the design assistant to the upstairs room to measure herself.

From her assistant, Su Jian'an learned that Jesse would be responsible for the design of several wedding dresses for her photos and wedding, as well as the dresses before and after the wedding. He won't take any more orders until he designs all her wedding dresses and gowns.

"Mrs. Lu, such an example is unprecedented." The assistant measured the arm circumference for Su Jian an and said, "Mr. Jesse only promised to design the wedding dress, but when he saw your photo unexpectedly, he took the initiative to take charge of all the design!"

Before Su Jian'an could say anything, another assistant suddenly mentioned Han Ruoxi: "you are a famous female star here, Han... Oh, Han Ruoxi! A few years ago, she wanted Mr. Jesse to help her design a wedding dress and take a group of photos, but Jesse refused! "

Su Jian'an was stunned: "at that time, Miss Han wanted to design a wedding dress just to take photos?"

"Yes." The assistant said, "she doesn't have a boyfriend. What else can she do with her wedding dress besides taking pictures?"

Su Jian'an is half melancholy and half happy.

When she saw the news that Han Ruoxi was going to design a wedding dress, her first reaction was that, like many people, Han Ruoxi and Lu Boyan were going to achieve the right result.

Now think about it, it's just a way for Han Ruoxi's group to maintain the exposure rate and topic degree, release this kind of old stem that seems to have nothing, and ignite the discussion of the outside world.

She was so sad for several days!

After measuring all the data, Su Jian'an sent the design assistant downstairs. The assistant took the initiative to explain to Lu Boyan: "Mr. Lu, Mr. Jesse said that as soon as he made a satisfactory design, he would send the design draft to you."

"Thank you." Lu Boyan asks Xu Bo to send his assistant away.

Su Jian'an was in a good mood and ran to take Lu Boyan's hand: "are you sure you don't want me to help with the wedding?"

Lu Bo Yan does all the big and small things of the wedding. He says she just needs to wait to be his bride. But now Su Jian'an suspected that he was too busy.

"It's not that I don't need your help." Lu Boyan said, "you don't need to make trouble."

So Jane Ann curled her lips as if she could only make trouble!

"But -" she looked at Lu Boyan with a smile, "I really want to make trouble at your wedding!"

Lu Bo Yan frowned, his tone exuded danger: "make it clear."

"If I'm not the one who marries you and I don't make trouble, should I smile and say 'I wish you happiness' Without waiting for Lu Boyan to reply, Su Jian'an emphatically said, "I can't do it!"

Lu Boyan's face turned overcast and clear, and pulled some excited little monsters into his arms: "when the weather gets warmer next year, we'll have a wedding."

Su Jian shrank in Lu Bo's arms, and her lips unconsciously raised a smile, as if she had seen the grass grow and the warbler fly in the coming year, the sunny and warm days.

But a close look, now floating outside the window, is the snowflake.

Su Jian'an's eyes brightened and excitedly grasped Lu Boyan's hand: "husband, it's snowing!"

Because she is afraid of cold, she doesn't like winter very much, but she likes snow.

When the night is coming, snowflakes are falling. Lie in the warm quilt for one night. The next day, you can see the snow on the branches and under the eaves. The whole world is covered in white.

Lu Boyan, who had known for a long time that it would snow today, took Su Jian'an's hand and said, "go out and have a look."

When they went outside, the lights in the garden just came on one after another, shining the falling snowflakes clearly. Su Jian'an reached out to pick them up. Some snowflakes fell on her palms and fingertips, but as soon as the cold wind blew, they melted away. Only her fingertips felt like a cold knife.

However, she refused to withdraw her hand and fell into the memory: "when I was a child, I was looking forward to the snow in winter. As soon as it snowed, I put on the gloves and scarves my mother knitted for us and had snowball fights with my brother and the neighbor's children. When we are tired of playing, there must be some sweet soup waiting for us. "

In a twinkling of an eye, my mother has been away from her for nearly ten years.

She never had a snow fight, never had such a good soup.

Lu Boyan didn't speak, but wrapped Su Jian'an's cold little hand in his palm. At this time, Uncle Xu came out of the room: "young master, young lady, dinner is ready."

When she went back to the restaurant and sat down, Su Jian'an found that besides dinner, there was a small pot of sweet soup on the table. The ingredients were very common, not expensive tonics. But the sweet soup that her mother liked was also what she used to drink when she was a child.

Su Jian'an subconsciously looks at Lu Boyan. Her eyes are full of surprises. Lu Boyan says, "your brother saw the weather forecast in the morning and called me."

Su Jian'an tasted the sweet soup, which spread from the taste buds to her heart.

She did lose some, but she had a lot.

But, not to the last moment of her life, she did not know whether she would lose her only happiness like losing her mother.

This is the first snow of this winter. It's fierce and can't be ignored. People on the street stop and look up one after another. They reach out to pick up the falling snow. For a moment, the streets are busy.

This weather is suitable for unknown transactions.

A car stopped at the door of the clubhouse. A woman in a coat and sunglasses wrapped herself up. Even those closest to her may not recognize her.

She went straight to a private room on the fourth floor, took off her sunglasses and showed her beautiful big eyes.

Kangruicheng in the private room has been waiting for a long time. She released the woman in her arms and motioned her to go out. She made a "please" gesture to Han Ruoxi: "sit down."

As soon as she sat down, Han Ruoxi suddenly felt embarrassed and yawned with the back of her hand blocking her mouth.

I don't know if too many things have happened recently. She is often like this these days. She is inexplicably tired and sleepy, but once she smokes, this feeling disappears again.

Kang Ruicheng looked at her, and a smile passed at the bottom of her eyes.

If you look closely, you can find that the smile is as cool as snow outside the window.

Han Ruoxi subconsciously opens the bag to look for cigarettes, but finds that the cigarette box is empty, and looks at kangruicheng: "can you ask someone to buy me a bag of cigarettes?"

"What's the problem?"

Kangruicheng ordered, and soon someone sent in the cigarette, which is the brand Han Ruoxi used to smoke.

A point, only a puff, Han Ruoxi frown - what's wrong. But I can't tell where it is.

She put out the smoke, yawned one after another, and then had a very uncomfortable feeling.

Everything seems to be in kangruicheng's expectation, he handed Han Ruoxi a cigarette: "Miss Han, try this?"

Han Ruoxi scorned, "I only smoke one kind of cigarette."

"Like you only drink a certain brand of mineral water?" Kang Ruicheng smiles. "Believe me, you will like this."

“……”

"Now you must have the feeling of thousands of ants eating bones. If you don't want to feel worse, just smoke the cigarette I gave you."

Speaking of this, if you don't notice anything, it's not Han Ruoxi.

She opened her eyes wide, cold and sharp as a blade, and turned to kangruicheng: "what did you add to my cigarette?"

"As I said, I need your assurance that nothing will betray me." Kangruicheng lit a cigar and leaned back in comfort, like a dark emperor plotting strategies, "I don't believe anyone. Unless this person is completely under my control. "