Sheng Wantang called twice but failed to get through.
The few people on duty had nothing else to do and chatted in low voices:
"I heard that the wheelchair user from the fourth Lu family recently appeared at the European headquarters of GT Group."
"My brother-in-law went to Europe for a meeting in the past two days. I heard that many beauties offered themselves pillow seats to that man, and the ladies had to queue up if they wanted to talk to him."
"real?"
"Of course it's true. After all, he is now the president of GT... Look, this is gossip news over there."
The man took out his mobile phone and showed it to his colleagues. Sheng Wantang was close enough to see the pictures on the mobile phone.
The man in the photo is sitting in a wheelchair, and in front of him stands a hot blonde girl. The girl is smiling brightly and is bending down to talk to the man in the wheelchair.
The man is facing the camera sideways, but with that superior side face, one can recognize him at a glance as Lu Jiyuan.
Sheng Wantang frowned subconsciously, feeling a little uncomfortable.
She opened the external Twitter on her mobile phone faster than her brain, and saw the news listed in the trending section:
[The true identity of the fourth master of the Lu family is revealed! Celebrities from all over the world are vying to get acquainted with him! 】
What comes to mind is a splicing of several photos - various scenes of Lu Jiyuan appearing in a wheelchair at a business summit in Europe. Although his face was not photographed, he was very recognizable as he was sitting in a wheelchair.
One of them is a photo of him and a blonde socialite.
[The president of gt Group Asia made his first appearance, Lu Jiyuan, the fourth son of the Lu family.]
[Lu Jiyuan and the Duchess of Hull attended the summit and returned to the hotel together, and their relationship became a mystery.]
Did Lu Jiyuan and this blonde socialite... have a relationship?
Sheng Wantang finally understood what the discomfort was.
It's like a thorn piercing the heart. As long as you don't touch it, its existence is not strong, but its real existence reminds people of its existence from time to time.
Sheng Wantang suddenly felt that it was normal that the two phone calls were not connected.
"Tangtang..." Mu Ruyi looked at Sheng Wantang worriedly with a keen sense.
"I'm fine." Sheng Wantang smiled back at Mu Ruyi, but it felt like something had poked a hole in her heart.
After two seconds, Sheng Wantang added as if talking to himself: "Besides, he and I are..."
It is not a normal relationship between husband and wife.
What right did she have to feel uncomfortable?
"Both of you, all the people you fought with are gone. Are you going to spend the night in our office?" The police officer looked at Sheng Wantang, "I remember that you said you were married on your information, right? Ask your husband to pick you up. Little girl,
What’s your husband’s cell phone number?”
The police officer is preparing to make a call.
Sheng Wantang thought of the picture he had just glanced at and replied expressionlessly: "No need to fight."
"ah?"
"He's not in now."
"Dead too?" The police officer was shocked and sympathetic.
Just now, Mu Ruyi said that everyone in her family had died, and the police officer subconsciously thought of the situation of the two people.
Sheng Wantang was stunned for a moment. She didn't mean that, she just couldn't get in touch...
But when she thought of that photo, she nodded quickly and said, "Ah."
What is the difference between this kind of husband and death?
Mu Ruyi quietly gave Sheng Wantang a thumbs up.
Sister, you are still ruthless!
The police officer sympathetically comforted him: "Little girl, don't be too sad. You are still young and beautiful. You and that person are not destined to be together."
"Sheng Wantang! Who is Sheng Wantang? Your family members are here to pick you up!" Another police officer walked in.
Sheng Wantang and Mu Ruyi looked at each other in confusion, unable to figure out who it could be.
"Who is it?" Sheng Wantang asked.
"A handsome guy who claims to be your husband."
The male police officer taking the note looked at Sheng Wantang in confusion: "Didn't you say that your husband passed away?"
Almost at the same time, the door of the recording room was pushed open, and Sheng Wantang felt a sharp gaze directed at him.
Lu Jiyuan drove in in a wheelchair, wearing a gray haute couture suit and a black wool coat.
I don't know whether it was because he came too fast or because of the night wind, but his hair was slightly messy.
The man raised his eyebrows at her expressionlessly.
Sheng Wantang felt his scalp numb and looked at Mu Ruyi nervously: He shouldn't have heard anything, right?
Mu Ruyi: I can’t tell.
"Mr. Lu, is this the lady you want to bail, right?" the police officer asked.
Lu Jiyuan nodded: "Sorry, this is my wife, causing you trouble."
"No trouble, serve the people. But you still need to educate people when you take them back. Fighting is not a good thing. When we rushed to the scene, the bar was in a mess."
Lu Jiyuan nodded his thanks and quickly looked Sheng Wantang up and down to make sure her clothes were not torn or even dirty. He didn't see any injuries. He still asked, "Are you injured?"
"No." Sheng Wantang shook his head subconsciously, looking at the man who suddenly appeared, still a little confused, "Why...are you here?"
Obviously she didn't get through to him when she called him an hour ago.
He didn't call her back either.
"Otherwise, where should I be?" Lu Jiyuan asked, "The morgue or the Lu family cemetery?"
Sheng Wantang looked embarrassed and desperate.
Sure enough he heard it!
Why is she caught every time she badmouths him behind his back?!
Sheng Wantang had no choice but to change the subject: "Why didn't you see Yi Jiu? Shouldn't such trivial matters be left to Yi Jiu?"
Seeing Lu Jiyuan personally come to the police station to fish for her, Sheng Wantang was a little uncomfortable.
There is an illusion that he has stepped down from the altar.
After Lu Jiyuan signed the names of his family members, he glanced at Sheng Wantang: "Let my subordinates know that my wife got into a fight and got into trouble?"
"Pfft!" Mu Ruyi couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud on the spot.
"You're still laughing!" Sheng Wantang glared at her.
"If you don't laugh, don't laugh." Mu Ruyi suppressed laughter and her shoulders shook.
Sheng Wantang glanced at Lu Jiyuan and defended herself in a low voice: "I rarely go to bars. What happened today was an accident."
After saying that, he gave Mu Ruyi a look.
Mu Ruyi understood instantly: "Yes, although I used to love playing, how can I dare to take your wife to play everywhere now? Tangtang and I are going to Rich to celebrate today, and we didn't expect that we would encounter a mentally retarded person to cause trouble."
Just then, another police officer came in.
"Sheng Wantang and Mu Ruyi are you two, right? Someone has come to post bail." He was stunned when he saw Lu Jiyuan, "Eh? Someone has already come to post bail?"
"Boss Sheng! Boss Mu!" Rich's management manager ran in with a worried and apologetic look, "I'm sorry! I'm late. There are a lot of things to deal with in the store. I just heard that you were still here and rushed here...
Uh, boss, did I say something wrong?"
Why do you think my expression doesn’t look right?
Sheng Wantang responded very quickly and said to Lu Jiyuan: "Ruyi and I opened a milk tea shop, and this is the store manager we hired."
"Mr. Shi, you are the agent of Rich Bar, right? Just in time, I need your signature here. After all, the incident happened in your store." The police officer came over with a document.