In the impression, the coldness and cruelty of Si Bo Nian came to his face. The superior person who always stood high and trampled others under his feet showed his tyranny again. A single look in his eyes was enough to turn away people thousands of miles away.
If Lu Enxi were as weak as he was six years ago, he would be defeated by his momentum.
However, after three days apart, she was no longer the silly sweet girl.
He turned his wrist hard, and although he did not break away, he clearly declared his position, "Why don't you ask your elders if they care for the young? You always see the thorn in others' eyes, but you can't see the root in your own eyes.
Roof beams?”
Just scold me for not cultivating.
Si Guanlin had never seen Lu Enxi talk to him so boldly, and he was furious, "Bo Nian, don't talk nonsense to her, get this woman out of here."
Lu Enxi showed six teeth and smiled faintly, "Don't bother Mr. Si to see you off. I'll go by myself."
After saying this, she turned around with all her strength and finally broke away from Si Bo Nian's hands. With the stinging pain of her skin being torn, she picked up the bag.
Si Bo grew his legs around the sofa and pretended to catch up, but he actually moved half a step and said, "Stop."
Stand by, sir!
Lu Enxi didn't even look back, "Mr. Si, you helped me, I'll repay you in another way. We'll see you in court."
Before Si Bo Nian could say anything, a dark shadow suddenly passed by his ear.
When he saw clearly that it was the ashtray thrown by his grandfather, Lu Enxi had already squatted down with a groan.
The heavy crystal product made a parabola like this and hit the woman's right back shoulder at an angle. The material of the clothes was thin, but within a few seconds, the scarlet liquid could be seen seeping through, and a dazzling red appeared on the white top.
Si Bo Nian stepped forward and approached Lu Enxi's figure curled up on the ground, "You..."
"Don't come over."
At first, Lu Enxi only felt something hit her shoulder. After a short period of adaptation, pain followed, excruciating pain. The entire right half of her body was wooden. Her bag slipped to the floor and she couldn't pick it up.
Si Guanlin said sternly, "Leave her alone, this kind of woman shouldn't step through the door of our house."
Si Bo Nian bent down and held her left arm, "Get up first."
Lu Enxi looked down at the toes of her shoes. When she was extremely angry, she couldn't lose her temper. Her tone was surprisingly calm. She relied on the strength from the man to stand up and shook his hand away, "Young Master Si, are you satisfied? Last night's kindness
Is this considered a repayment?"
Si Bo Nian frowned, "I'll find a doctor to take a look at you."
"I am not worthy of being a doctor in the Si family. Mr. Si keeps it for himself."
Si Bo Nian picked up the bag she dropped on the ground and was pricked in the eye again by the woman's blood.
Lu Enxi was embarrassed and injured, why didn't he feel the pleasure he expected?
He stuffed the bag into the woman's left hand and said, "If you have such a tough temper, your bones must be strong and cannot be broken."
Lu Enxi raised his head, his eyes were filled with luxurious decorations, all of which were disgusting, "Thank you, Si Shaomiao!"
I don’t remember how I walked out of such a long avenue. It wasn’t until I sat in the emergency room of the hospital that Lu Enxi burst into tears.
When the nurse who bandaged her wound saw this, she handed over a tissue in distress, "The wound is too deep. It will definitely hurt. Just bear with it. It doesn't matter if you cry if you can't bear it."
Lu Enxi lowered her head, and her tears fell on her legs, staining her chiffon trousers. She cried silently, with only her shoulders shaking slightly.
Yes, it hurts. The wound hurts very much.
What hurts the most is not my shoulder.
Si Bo Nian went to great lengths to file a lawsuit against her, but he just wanted to get angry. With the 20 million yuan in breach of contract, he could take advantage of her at any time and treat her like a mouse.
All the talk of a couple's one night and a hundred days of kindness is bullshit. There is no human touch in Si Bo Nian's personality.
After treating the wound, Lu Enxi's phone rang.
When she saw the jumping note, the corner of her mouth moved.
"Da Meixi, what are you doing?"
On the other side of the phone is her best friend Qiao Fei. She has been missing for the past three years and has not had much contact with her old friends. Qiao Fei is also a public figure, so the two of them rarely see each other in private. They talk to each other again.
, still so familiar.
Lu Enxi leaned sideways against the wall, "I just had a fight with someone and got some good results."
Qiao Fei is an impatient person. When he heard that she had failed, she dropped what she was doing and said, "Didn't you just return to China? Why did you meet the enemy? Who bullied you? I'll find someone to teach you a lesson!"
Lu Enxi said as if chatting about family matters, "Si Baonian."
There was silence for three seconds, and then someone who was clearly a strong man said, "How... do you still have contact?"
Qiao Fei is not a corner figure in the wealthy circles in Los Angeles, and she has no chance to deal with Si Baonian. She has met Si Baonian twice in the past under Lu Enxi's spotlight, and she did not dare to say a word. She looked at him as if she were looking at the resurrected Alexander the Great.
Likewise, there is more fear than envy, more timidity than appreciation.
She also asked Lu Enxi, "If you sleep together, is he cold?"
The good sister was defeated in a fight with Si Bo Nian. She wanted to take revenge with clenched fists, but given her identity, she was probably cut in two by the security guard before she even got close to the KM Building.
Lu Enxi could not move his entire right hand, and his posture was awkward, "He asked me to file a lawsuit. At first, I thought it was a coincidence. He came here just to avenge his personal revenge. Today, he asked me to go to his grandfather's house, but he was thwarted by him.
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Qiao Fei stomped her feet angrily, "You're going to beat me if I ask you to? Why do you have to take on so many cases? We don't have money, but we have to have the guts."
Lu Enxi understood Qiao Fei's angry mood, "My senior helped me pick it up. Ren Si Bo Nian is awesome. The liquidated damages are 20 million. The lawsuit will definitely go on in the afternoon. After the verdict is announced, we will get everything in exchange for the money."
We don’t even meet.”
Qiao Fei kept saying yes, "Lao Zhang? Isn't he a barrister? What kind of nonsense did he do? Dameixi, don't be angry. I've finished filming the TV series here and will return to Los Angeles next week. I won't be able to kill him by then."
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The filming period for Qiao Fei's costume drama lasted four months, and she has lived on the set in Hengdian for a long time. She has not seen Lu Enxi yet.
"Okay, you come up and I'll hand you the knife."
Qiao Fei smiled, "Hey, you've been divorced for three years, and you haven't considered finding a partner? Lao Zhang is actually pretty good in all aspects. Think about it?"
Qiao Fei and Zhang Yuheng met through Lu Enxi. At that time, she was studying for a doctorate overseas and often shut down her phone and couldn't find anyone. Qiao Fei asked her to provide an emergency contact person, so she got Zhang Yuheng's contact information. Later, they met several times in private.
During the meeting, the conversation was very lively, and Qiao Fei’s impression of Zhang Yuheng was just two words—real.
It's really rare to meet real men in the legal profession.
What's more, her appearance and height are both online, and her family background seems to be pretty good.
She was determined to bring the two of them together, but no matter how good the lawyer was, he couldn't match the thickness of a big capitalist's finger. It was only because Lu Enxi's ex-husband had a high starting point that he was not on the same level horizontally or vertically.
Lu Enxi said, "I'm thinking about it. As for him signing a contract with Si Bo Nian, I have already thought of twenty ways to make his death rhythmic."