A Warm Wedding and A New Bride of Young Master Lu

The air pressure in the carriage dropped sharply, and Lu Boyan's handsome features were shrouded in a haze.

Su Jianan suddenly felt that a storm was coming, and hurriedly grabbed Lu Boyan's hand: "I'm fine. Besides, the little boy has been detained."

Lu Boyan's expression was still gloomy and cold.

Detention - nothing to him.

Su Jianan knew that Lu Boyan would not give up easily, so she could only say: "I don't want to make this matter a big deal. Forget it, okay?"

She has been a well-behaved and transparent person for more than 20 years, and has long been accustomed to being free as she pleases. But since it was revealed that she was married to Lu Boyan, she has been in the entertainment media from time to time. Some people who know nothing about her are commenting on her as if they have seen through her...

Although it didn't affect her life, it was enough to arouse her disgust.

If this incident is exposed, Han Ruoxi's fans will probably just clap their hands and applaud, right?

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

Shen Yuechuan was very efficient and called back in less than fifteen minutes: "The boy was just a fan of Han Ruoxi. He believed some so-called revelations on the Internet and thought that Han Ruoxi was forced to leave the Lu family. He acted irrationally and overly. There is no one behind the behavior. He has been detained by the police, what do we... need to do? "

Lu Boyan glanced at Su Jianan: "Forget it."

"Forget it -?" You specifically asked him to check it out, and then just...forget it?

Shen Yuechuan is also a man, and he immediately understood that Su Jianan must not want to make the matter a big deal, and smiled: "Okay, listen to my sister-in-law!"

Lu Boyan hung up the phone, still looking like a storm was about to come. Su Jianan leaned over and smiled at him: "Have you forgotten what I do?" He said, proudly raising his elegant chin, "A little He's just a little mouse, not even qualified to practice when we're just learning autopsy, okay?"

"..." The gloom on Lu Boyan's face cleared, and there was finally a smile on his lips.

Su Jianan breathed a sigh of relief.

When I got home, there were two strange young women sitting on the sofa in the living room. They had blond hair, blue eyes, fair skin and high noses - they were definitely Europeans.

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

Following Uncle Xu's introduction, they stood up and stretched out their hands towards Su Jianan, speaking in polite British English: "Hello, Mrs. Lu. Mr. Jesse is designing a wedding dress for you, and we need your cooperation to measure some." data."

Su Jianan looked at Lu Boyan in disbelief: "The Mr. Jesse they are talking about is Jessedavid?"

She also belongs to the type of people who don't know anything about fashion, but even people like them don't know about jessedavid.

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 person he loves most. Bridesmaids are the best sisters. The wedding dress is by jessedavid.

Even Han Ruoxi, a proud and arrogant A-list actress who is well-versed in the fashion industry, personally visited and asked Jessedavid to design her wedding dress. When the media broke the news, countless people speculated that Han Ruoxi was going to marry Lu Boyan. .

Big names are usually hard to hire. This Jessedavid is the hardest to hire. It is said that he has rejected Hollywood superstars in public just because the actress's appearance is not his cup of tea. It is even harder for Asians to hire him. That's why Su Jianan will So surprised.

Lu Boyan, however, looked calm and calm: "Who else besides him?"

In shock, Su Jianan followed the design assistant to the room upstairs to get her measurements done.

From her assistant, Su Jianan learned that Jesse would be responsible for designing the wedding dresses she would use for taking photos and holding the wedding, as well as the dresses to be used before and after the wedding. He will not take any more orders until he has designed all the wedding dresses and gowns for her.

"Mrs. Lu, this is unprecedented." The assistant said while measuring Su Jianan's arm circumference, "Mr. Jesse originally only agreed to design the wedding dress, but when he accidentally saw your photos, he offered to be responsible for all the designs!"

Before Su Jianan could say anything, another assistant suddenly mentioned Han Ruoxi: "You have a very 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 Rejected by Jesse!”

Su Jianan was stunned: "At that time, Miss Han wanted to design a wedding dress, just for taking pictures?"

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

Su Jianan was half melancholy and half happy.

When she saw the news that Han Ruoxi was going to design a wedding dress, her first reaction was the same as many people's: Han Ruoxi and Lu Boyan were about to make it.

Thinking about it now, it was just a way for Han Ruoxi's group to maintain exposure and topicality. They released this kind of old joke that seemed to be non-existent and triggered discussions in the outside world.

It made her miserable for several days in vain!

After measuring all the data, Su Jianan 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 makes a satisfactory design, he will send the design draft to you by email. "

"Thank you." Lu Boyan asked Uncle Xu to send the assistant away.

Su Jianan was in a good mood and ran over to hold Lu Boyan's hand: "Are you sure you don't want my help with the wedding?"

Lu Boyan took care of all the big and small things about the wedding. He said that all she needed to do was wait with peace of mind to be his bride. But now Su Jianan doubts that he will be too busy.

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

Su Jianan curled her lips and said as if she only knew how to cause trouble!

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

Lu Boyan frowned, and there was danger in his tone: "Speak clearly."

"If the person you are marrying is not me and I don't cause trouble, why should I smile and say 'I wish you happiness'?" Before Lu Boyan could answer, Su Jianan emphasized loudly, "I can't do it!"

Lu Boyan's expression turned gloomy, and he pulled the excited little monster into his arms: "When the weather gets warmer next year, we will hold a wedding."

Su Jian'an huddled in Lu Boyan's arms, and the corners of her lips unconsciously raised a smile, as if she had already seen the days when the grass would grow and the orioles would fly, and the sun would be warm in the coming year.

But taking a closer look, what was falling outside the window at the moment was snowflakes.

Su Jianan's eyes lit up and she grabbed Lu Boyan's hand excitedly: "Honey, it's snowing!"

Su Jianan doesn't like winter because she is afraid of the cold, but she likes snow.

When night is approaching, snowflakes are falling in droves. After lying in the warm quilt for a night, you can see the snow on the branches and under the eaves the next day. The whole world is covered in silver and is white and flawless.

As if he knew it would snow today, Lu Boyan took Su Jianan's hand and said, "Go out and have a look."

The two of them walked outside, and the lights in the garden lit up one after another, illuminating the falling snowflakes very clearly. Su Jianan stretched out her hand to pick it up, and a few snowflakes fell on her palms and fingertips, but the cold wind As soon as you blow it, it melts away immediately, leaving only a cold knife-cut feeling on your fingertips.

But she refused to retract her hand and fell into memories: "When I was a child, I looked forward to the snow when winter came. When it snowed, I would put on the gloves and scarves my mother knitted for us and have snowball fights with my brother and the neighbor's children. When we get home after playing tiredly, there must be sweet soup waiting for us that my mother just made."

In the blink of an eye, it has been almost ten years since her mother left her.

She never had a snowball fight again, and never drank such delicious sweet soup again.

Lu Boyan didn't say anything, but just wrapped Su Jianan's cold little hand into his palm. At this time, Uncle Xu walked out of the room: "Master, Madam, dinner is ready."

After returning to the restaurant and sitting down, Su Jianan discovered that in addition to dinner, there was also a small pot of sweet soup on the table. The ingredients were very common and common. It was not a precious tonic. However, her mother loved the sweet soup and she often drank it when she was a child. of.

Su Jianan subconsciously looked at Lu Boyan, her eyes full of surprise. Lu Boyan said calmly: "Your brother read the weather forecast this morning and called me."

Su Jianan took a sip of the sweet soup, and the sweetness spread from her taste buds to her heart.

She did lose some, but she also had a lot.

However, before the last moment of her life, she didn't know whether she would lose the only happiness in front of her like she lost her mother.

This is the first snowfall this winter, and it is so fierce that it cannot be ignored. People walking on the street stopped to raise their heads and stretched out their hands to catch the falling snowflakes. The street became very lively for a while.

This kind of weather is suitable for unknown transactions.

A car stopped at the door of the club, and a woman got out of the car wearing a coat and sunglasses, covering herself half naked. Even the people closest to her may not be able to recognize her when they see her.

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

Kang Ruicheng had been waiting in the private room for a long time. He let go of the woman in his arms and motioned for her to go out. He made a "please" gesture to Han Ruoxi: "Sit down."

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

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

Kang Ruicheng glanced at her, and an imperceptible smile flashed across his eyes.

If you look closely, you can see that smile is as cold as the snowflakes outside the window.

Han Ruoxi subconsciously opened her bag to look for cigarettes, but found that the cigarette box was empty. She looked at Kang Ruicheng and said, "Can you ask someone to buy a pack of cigarettes for me?"

"What is the problem?"

Kang Ruicheng gave an order, and soon someone brought in cigarettes, the brand that Han Ruoxi was accustomed to smoking.

After lighting one and taking just one puff, Han Ruoxi frowned - something was wrong. But where exactly it is, I can’t tell.

She put out her cigarette, yawned one after another, and then felt very uncomfortable.

Everything seemed to be as expected by Kang Ruicheng. He handed Han Ruoxi a cigarette: "Miss Han, try this?"

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

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

"..."

"You must feel like thousands of ants are eating your bones now. If you don't want to make it worse, just smoke the cigarette I gave you."

Speaking of which, if you still can't notice anything, it's not Han Ruoxi.

Her eyes widened, and her cold and sharp gaze glanced at Kang Ruicheng: "What did you put in my cigarette!?"

"I said, I need you to promise that you will not betray me under any circumstances." Kang Ruicheng lit a cigar and leaned back comfortably, like a strategizing dark emperor, "I don't trust anyone. Unless, this person Totally under my control.”