In the private room, the atmosphere is very subtle.

Lu Qian's beautiful fingers gently stroked the jade-colored national treasure. His expression was a little deeper, and no one could tell what he was thinking.

His little girl stood stubbornly at the door with tears in her eyes.

It's so pitiful, like a puppy.

Lu Qian slowly stood up and walked towards the door. Miss Hu seemed to realize something and called him: "Lu Qian!"

Lu Qian seemed to have not heard it, and walked straight to the door, with a gentle and kind tone: "Why did you follow me?"

Huo Mingzhu looked at him.

There are also people in the private room and Miss Hu.

After a long time, she squeezed out a sentence: "I forgot the signature!"

She was obviously lying.

Everyone in the private room could see it, but no one dared to say anything.

Because Lu Qian treats this little girl very much.

Lu Qian smiled slowly, then turned his head and said, "Miss Hu, this is your fault! Sign her quickly so that the little girl can go home and get the job done."

Miss Hu is accustomed to being a human being.

She immediately opened her handbag, took out a fragrant still, signed the name, then twisted her slender waist, and gave it to Huo Mingzhu and was funny: "You Uncle Lu is right, it's my fault!"

Huo Mingzhu thanked softly.

She refused to look at Lu Qian again, but Lu Qian stared at her...

Waiting for her to say goodbye, Lu Qian asked someone to send her away.

"No!" She shook her head randomly: "I drove here."

Lu Qian stopped saying anything. He reached out, as if he wanted to touch her hair, but finally put it down and turned to smile: "Driving slowly."

She nodded and turned and left.

From beginning to end, there was no question or resentment between them. Because those belonged to lovers, but she and Lu Qian were nothing.

Even her likes were not allowed by him!

The luxurious copper flower door slowly closes.

He was inside, surrounded by rich and beautiful women.

And she was alone, and her figure was pulled very long by the crystal light above the aisle.

...

The private room became lively again.

Miss Hu was still snuggling beside Lu Qian, serving him tenderly and affectionately. Mr. Yi and others were still joking, "I should have left the little girl just now. Lu Qian, that's your exclusive little tail, so why don't you let go?"

Lu Qian made some random jokes.

However, he felt unhappy.

He is single and a little private life is nothing, but he is just seen by a half-aged child. She is not his own, and he cannot restrain him, but he is just uncomfortable all over.

"No more fun!"

In the end, he pushed the cards and ended the social engagement.

The private room was quiet.

After a while, Miss Hu forced a smile and said softly: "Do you feel uncomfortable? Go to my place and I will press it a few times. You... just have too many things you worry about."

Mr. Yi quickly agreed: "Yes, let Ms. Hu take care of her."

Lu Qian doesn't want to embarrass people either.

He is inseparable!

...

Miss Hu's private house is very elegant. For Lu Qian to come over, the servants specially lit a palace lantern in the bedroom.

Lu Qian used to like this tone the most.

He leaned against the sofa, closed his eyes and enjoyed the beauty's kindness.

Miss Hu leaned against him and sang a soft voice. Her thin waist was tightly strangled by a cheongsam, and there were soft and tender dried dumplings on it, which was indescribable.

Lu Qian listened for a while, but the more he listened, he became more upset and opened his eyes gently.

Miss Hu leaned against his legs and begged softly: "Can you stay tonight?"

A beauty is in her arms, and even a man can't resist it.

But Lu Qian's mind was filled with a little girl, who seemed to be crying and pretended not to care.

He gently pushed Miss Hu away and started wearing shoes, with an official voice in his mouth: "There is still a big deal tomorrow morning! I can't do it!"

Miss Hu was unhappy.

He is clearly looking for reasons...

Lu Qian pinched her face and said softly: "I'm so busy!"

Miss Hu was so angry that she stamped her feet and did not dare to have an attack.

Lu Qian walked out of his private house, Secretary Liu was already waiting for him by the car. He was quite surprised to see him come out and asked, "Are you not accompanying Miss Hu?"

Lu Qian got into the car, but there was no answer.

After a while, he suddenly asked, "You said, will that little thing be angry with me?"

Secretary Liu was stunned.

Then he realized who Lu Qian was talking about, so he laughed and said, "A child, I will forget it in a few days."

Lu Qian smiled indifferently.

Yes, the little girl with a small bottle in her bag, how long can this little obsession last?

He closed his eyes and whispered: "Go to Huo House."

...

late at night.

Huo Zhendong just lay down, and the servant went upstairs to knock on the door, saying that Lu Qian's car was outside.

After talking twice, Huo Zhendong sat up straight.

Mrs. Huo also put on a dress and was stopped by her husband. Huo Zhendong gritted his teeth: "The old boy named Lu must be his own unsatisfactory life. He came to find bad luck in the middle of the night!"

But he had to deal with it.

Shaoting and Wen Man's marriage has not yet come true, and he still has to support this old boy.

Huo Zhendong put on his clothes and changed his face when he went down the stairs. He was very kind and warm: "It turns out he is my in-laws. If you come to B City, you don't say anything in advance, otherwise I will definitely set up a table to welcome you."

Lu Qian stood in the hall, full of charm.

He smiled slightly: "It's not too late now!"

Huo Zhendong's old face froze: Now?

No joke, right?

It’s almost ten o’clock now, and I’m still holding a banquet to greet you, and I’m picking up your sister!

While talking, a man slowly walked down the stairs, wearing a pure white lace dress, with long hair as ink and red eyes.

It's the pearl.

She heard the sound and went downstairs to take a look, but finally saw Lu Qian.

What is he here to do?

Lu Qian was as calm as he was, and he looked at her with a smile, as if he was looking at an ordinary junior.

Under the light, her face was pale.

But when the father was not able to see it, Huo Zhendong ordered the housekeeper to prepare food, and said to his young daughter: "When I come down, why don't you call anyone? Call Uncle Lu quickly."

Her lips moved, and she never shouted.

She turned her head and ran upstairs.

Huo Zhendong shook his head and said to Lu Qian: "Spoiled! Brother Lu, don't worry."

Lu Qian looked upstairs and smiled: "It's not a problem for a child."

The housekeeper personally delivered the food and food, and Huo Zhendong accompanied him for an hour. After talking nonsense, he didn't understand what the Lu surname was coming to do...

In the early morning, Secretary Liu helped Lu Qian get on the car.

Lu Qian drank a little too much. He leaned in the back seat and thought that he would go back to City C tomorrow morning, but the little girl was obviously having a quarrel with him.
To be continued...