The real daughter was spoiled by the sick villain

The battle was much bigger than Lu Yufeng's, and even the host of Lu Yufeng's banquet greeted him personally at the hotel entrance.

A figure got off from a black car.

Slender and thin.

He was only wearing a white shirt, and he was too thin, with a pale face and obvious sickness, and his long bangs covered half of his vision.

He walked into the hotel slowly, raised his eyes slightly, and the bright lights in the hotel lobby shone on his face, and everyone held their breath for an instant.

After a long time, I heard a woman's discussion:

"What kind of face is this?"

"You're so handsome! Hurry... hold me!"

"It's so pretty! Although Young Master Lu looks a bit like him, but... he's not as good as him at all!"

"Stop wishful thinking, this is the bloodthirsty Yama of the Lu family, Mr. Lu."

The women who were still nympho just now, when they heard the name Lu Sanye, their faces paled in fright, and they dared to hide aside and glanced at him quietly.

"Uncle, the seat prepared for you is here."

Lu Yufeng made a gesture of 'please' in front of him, with respect.

Lu Yingshen walked in that direction expressionlessly. There was no emotion in his pair of amber eyes, like the boundless deep sea, which was impossible to see through, but as long as he looked at him, he couldn't look away.

Su Lan has been staring at him since he came in.

I didn't feel it in the ward before, but now as soon as he walked out, under the light, he killed all the men in seconds.

Fairy.

"Su Lan!"

Seeing that she was still standing there, Jiang Chengxiao quickly called her, "Are you stupid? That's the position of Mr. Lu, come here!"

He reminded in a low voice but didn't dare to approach.

It's not that he has never heard of the name of Mr. Lu. It is said that when he was still wearing crotch pants, this man was already decisive.

Su Lan heard Jiang Chengxiao's words, but she was a little embarrassed to find that she suddenly stood up in a daze, a little numb, and her feet couldn't move.

So much so that Lu Yingshen walked only two meters away from her, and she was still standing there.

Lu Yufeng was in the position prepared for Lu Yingshen.

Everyone gathered together, planning to watch a play.

Lu Yufeng looked at Su Lan and asked, "Why are you here? I prepared this for my uncle. My uncle is obsessed with cleanliness and never sits where others have sat."

He seemed to be telling Su Lan, but in fact... Didn't he bring Su Lan to this fucking position?

Su Lan scolded Lu Yufeng's eighth-generation ancestor first.

She was finally able to move, and took two steps, but Lu Yi stopped her, "Miss Su, the third master hasn't let you go yet, this seat belongs to the third master, but you took it."

"So?" Su Lan blinked curiously, are they going to ask her to give Lu Ying a deep wipe?

Lu Yingshen's eyes fell on Su Lan.

No waves, no waves, no joy, no anger.

But everyone felt an invisible pressure descending on the hall, and each of them felt as if a time bomb had been placed in their hearts.

Only Su Lan didn't feel this way. She said frankly, "Young Master Lu clearly lured me to this position, and now... you want to frame me and let me be punished by Mr. Lu?"

Everyone gasped and looked at Lu Yufeng in unison.

They seem to understand something.

But Lu Yufeng looked calm, "Su Lan, I brought you here to let you sit next to me, not here."

"But I've already sat here." Su Lan was very honest.