"I went directly to that place. If you were not here, I came back. Your subordinates seemed to be very anxious." Chen Yuyue explained in a low voice. He hadn't seen him for three days. Now he was so handsome that she dared not look directly at him.

Yu Luoxuan didn't say anything anymore, but just stretched out his hand to pull her soft little hand, grabbed it tightly into her palm, wrapped it up, and gently called out: "Go and change your clothes."

The voice was filled with sadness and reluctance, and the sigh that almost poured out from the bottom of his heart made Chen Yuyue's heart tighten violently, as if it was a pain of needle stabbing.

"I'm sorry." This voice was full of apology. I don't know if it was to knock him out, or to leave silently for three days, or to almost miss the time and break his trust in him.

Yu Luoxuan's breathing increased a little bit in an instant. He turned around and pushed her into the locker room, reminding the staff next to him: "Change in the rain, change to 'walk in the rain', with a golden jade Buddha necklace, light makeup, and the rest can be made up naturally."

In fact, he didn't even want her to wear light makeup, for fear that the cosmetics would defile her aura and purity. But he was afraid that the lights would be too dazzling by then, and her bare face would look too pale and the visual effect would not be very good.

"Yes." The staff who had been on standby quickly took action.

Chen Yuyue, who was standing in front of the mirror with her skirt in both hands, was stunned by herself in the mirror. Her long hair was tied up, a dignified and simple bun, naked and exposed shoulders connected to her white strong neck, and she could see it. With just a light breath, she was wrapped in a tight skirt and strapless breast and trembled.

Against the backdrop of the green gold-inlaid jade Buddha necklace, it becomes more mysterious and seductive, and there seems to be a quiet fragrance.

At some point, the staff who helped her take care of her clothes had quietly retreated. Yu Luoxuan hugged her slender waist from behind, putting her chin, which was covered with stubbornness on her flawless shoulders at some point, slowly sucking the smelly heat.

Chen Yuyue just froze, and her hands holding the hem of her skirt were nervously clutching it into a ball. She looked at him in the mirror with a greedy look, who was slightly closed and seemed to be very tired, and she couldn't bear to look away.

In just a few seconds, Yu Luoxuan opened his eyes in vain and immediately regained his bright expression. He straightened her over and looked at her from above and under, and his fingertips gently stroked her pink earlobes, as if he accidentally touched the delicate bamboo leaf earrings.

"Let's go, it's too late for a while." He tightened her waist affectionately, and his gentle words made people's minds and intoxicated with the elegant fragrance emitted around him.

Yu Luoxuan didn't say much, but just ran all the way, and the fine sweat beads that had already gathered on his forehead proved how urgent time was at this time. But he didn't complain, and never even said a harsh word to her.

With the scenery passing through the window, Chen Yuyue's apology became stronger and stronger, and the heavy pressure in her heart could not be relieved.

"What if I can't catch up?" Chen Yuyue clasped her hands tightly together, lowering her head to break the silence.

Seeing her nervousness, Yu Luoxuan freed up his hand, patted the back of her hand with her gentle and slender fingers, and a low and hoarse voice followed: "Believe me." These three words are said, confident but not arrogant, powerful but not grudged.

At this moment, Chen Yuyue believed in him, just as he believed that she would come back.

In the last five minutes, the red Lamborghini finally broke into Xiang Zelin's sight. The heart that was holding fell instantly. At this moment, he only knew that all the waiting, all the worries, all the arrangements, and all the things were worth it.

"Prepare to welcome Mr. Yu and Miss Chen Yuyue." Xiang Zelin was so energetic that he snapped his fingers handsomely at the staff.

All the staff in black suits and uniforms were neatly divided into two rows, and the doors were opened at the same time.

Yu Luoxuan got off the car first, shook her suit domineeringly and fiercely, bypassed the car and came to Chen Yuyue, and led her out of the car with a gentleman.

As soon as the fashionable and small high heels fell to the ground, the quicksand skirt fell in the wind, like a series of flying rain curtains, holding a dancing fairy.

Yu Luoxuan took her into his arms and whispered affectionately: "Can you still get used to it?"

"Well, I've tried it on before, nothing will happen." Chen Yuyue lowered her head and promised, blushing and only dared to glance at the dark crowd around her. She wanted to break away from his hand without any naturalness and said, "Let me go."

Everyone was shocked by this scene, not only because of this extremely handsome pair of golden boys and jade girls, but also because of the long-awaited owner of the "Walk in the Rain".

Of course, this shocked person, including Xiang Zelin, who should have followed closely but has now fallen a few steps. His cunning eyes never left the moment Chen Yuyue got off the car.

How could this be a girl, beautiful and charming, like an elf or a fairy who is not as good as a worldly fireworks. Especially the pair of green bamboo-leaf earrings on her ears, which are exquisite and mysterious, adding twelve points of spirituality to her.

Who is she? How do you wear the bamboo leaves on her?

It is impossible for Director Yu... No, that is a copy, yes, a copy. But why is it so realistic? Anyone may admit his mistake in this fine product, but he will not.

"General Xiang, General Xiang?" The subordinates beside him patted his shoulder with reminder. It was obvious that he had been in a daze at an abnormal time.

Xiang Zelin withdrew his gaze and returned to his usual soberness and caution. He strided behind Yu Luoxuan and the others.

As soon as they stepped into the magnificent hall, everyone's eyes were bright and they immediately gathered on Yu Luoxuan and the other two. The two famous antique journalists who were honored to be invited took the camera without hesitation and took a "click, click" to shoot.

The flash light drew Chen Yuyue's eyes and couldn't help but cover her face with her hands.

"Stop filming, scare my beauty." Yu Luoxuan hugged her with one hand and coldly blocked the light for her with the other. His tone was cold but humorous and naughty.

"Haha, Mr. Yu is so lucky. This is simply a fairy." The one who stepped forward to greet Mo Shaocha, who was carrying his partner, was wearing a white suit, and his thin body looked more elegant and gentle. No one thought it was inappropriate for these words that seemed to be flattering.

Li Jianfeng naturally did not dare to fall behind and walked forward with champagne: "Mr. Yu, only your beauty can stand out for this 'stroll in the rain', welcome our Mr. Yu." The next sentence he raised his glass, and a loud voice came into everyone's ears.

"I dare not take it." Yu Luoxuan took the wine glass domineeringly and sharply and finished it in one breath.

As everyone cheered, Li Jianfeng glanced at Chen Yuyue, who was unnatural, and there was a little unknown meaning in his gloomy eyes.

Feng Yang, who had just arrived in the distance, looked at everything coldly, and the playful smile on his lips, no one thought he was mysterious. He grabbed Yang Ziluo, who was already excited with one hand.
Chapter completed!