Perhaps when the father's illness is cured, the mother-son relationship will ease, and no one does not want his mother to love him.
"You should go to bed early, don't be too busy on Saturday, your health is important." Tong Hua said to him, then turned around and prepared to leave.
Lu Yuchuan looked at the back, "There will be a dinner tomorrow night."
The girl stopped and turned her eyes, and the two of them gathered.
He said to her, "Get welcome to Mr. Mark and to celebrate this collaboration, you can also participate."
Tong Hua was a little surprised, but then nodded and smiled, "Okay."
"Would you like to be my dance companion?" Lu Yuchuan sat at the desk, looking at her gently with deep eyes.
"No." Tong Hua was so scared that he was shocked, "I... want to keep a little distance from you for the time being, I mean in front of outsiders." Oh my god, Mrs. Lu's position is too stressful!
"You're determined." He didn't want to say much, and he respected her ideas.
Tong Hua looked at him, withdrew his gaze, and walked away.
Lu Yuchuan looked at the empty door and came to his senses. He was a little confused about why he asked the last question just now?
It’s not that he can’t find a dance partner!
For a moment, did he regard her as a poet? Looking for emotional support in her?
When thinking of Duan Shiyan, Lu Yuchuan's emotions will always be inexplicably depressed. Even now, he is so successful and the one who cannot love is always the best.
It's just obsession, but in fact, it's just that when you get married.
In this world, all souls cannot be seen even when they get close.
At night, Tong Hua took a bath in the bathtub.
In the misty water vapor and under the warm yellow light, she couldn't help but think of what happened in bed last night. He kissed her frantically, so affectionate and lingering, but she called another woman's name in her mouth...
Somehow, every time she thinks of this detail, her heart ached once.
As his wife, she always felt a little uncomfortable, even though she didn't admit that she fell in love with him.
That night, she and him lay on the same bed again and spent the night peacefully. Perhaps, they all thought a lot... or maybe they would be confused about the future.
The next day, evening.
There are luxury cars outside a villa, and the villa is brightly lit, like a glowing palace, and the yard is decorated very gorgeously and warmly.
The exquisitely dressed waiters came and went, serving every guest as much as possible.
The open-air swimming pool in front of the villa is sparkling, clear and has excellent water quality.
All those who came to attend the dinner received invitation letters, including project leaders, company executives, Lu Yuchuan and Tong Hua, Jiang Man and Mu Chen...
There are also other partners of Junyu Group, some group bosses with good relationships, all of whom are very prestigious in the industry.
Mr. Mark, known as the giant crocodile in the financial circle, naturally became everyone's expectation.
Everyone, either three or two, greet each other, gently touches cups, and chats and laughs in a low voice. They are all elegant and gentlemen.
Classical folk songs translated by musicians live linger in the air, comforting and pleasant.
The delicacies made by Michelin chefs are served in plates, exquisite and delicious.
This is enough to show Lu Yuchuan's emphasis on Mr. Mark and his attention to this cooperation.
In the evening, the purple sunset churned in the sky, and the beautiful light shone selflessly on the heaven and earth.
Facing the soft evening breeze, a kind of quiet and comfortable beauty.
Lamborghini stopped in the villa yard. Uncle Ke opened the car door and the tall and tall Lu Yuchuan got out of the car.
He was straight and wore a custom-made handmade suit in Yamani. The fitting cuts clearly revealed his slender and toned figure.
As soon as he appeared, he became the focus of the dinner.