Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

Thinking of this, Lu Qinghan's face became gloomy, "Get out—"

Wen Xi's face turned pale.

She gritted her teeth, her anxious forehead was covered with sweat, "Ms. Lu, I really can't deduct credits. If I continue to deduct credits, I will delay my graduation. I..."

Wen Xi looked at Lu Qinghan's indifferent and strict, unyielding appearance, and felt anxious. Coupled with the trot all the way, her eyes darkened in such a hurry that she almost fainted.

It was only when he regained his strength that he realized that he had fallen into Lu Qinghan's arms.

The man stretched out his hand and grabbed her waist, "Put him in his arms? Want to seduce me? Wen Xi, you look so disgusting."

"I don't." Wen Xi struggled, but the man's hands were as hard as iron, and she was imprisoned in a strange but familiar embrace, but the man's eyes at this moment could not see any tenderness, only indifference and hostility.

"No?" Lu Qinghan leaned closer to her, with a mocking voice approaching her ears, "Didn't it be you who drugged me on the school day night, climbed onto my bed, and lay under me, and called my name?"

Wen Xi's face was pale——

She only had sporadic memories of that night, and in the chaos of her thoughts, she forgot her identity.

She is Mu Shuyu's substitute.

Seeing the innocent look in her eyes, Lu Qinghan actually felt irritated in her chest for a while. She used this pitiful look to deceive herself.

From the first time she saw herself in Mu's house, a servant wet the clothes of a distinguished guest. After that, every time she saw herself, she would deliberately dodge to attract her attention. She said it was not intentional but For, who can believe it.

What annoyed him even more was that he was greedy for the beauty of her that night, even though he forced himself not to think about her for two days, he subconsciously saw her shadow in Mu Shuyu.

Even he himself couldn't tell whether he had treated Shu Yu as Wen Xi's stand-in these two days or not!

"There is a misunderstanding here, Mr. Lu, there is really a misunderstanding here!" Wen Xi opened and closed her lips and muttered, but she couldn't explain it. She turned her face sideways, not daring to look directly into his cold eyes like a deep well.

The man straightened her face so that she could meet his eyes, and kept using force with his slender fingers, "Misunderstanding? The misunderstanding is that you deliberately imitated my fiancee based on how similar you are to Shu Yu. A despicable woman Even if you intend to imitate Shu Yu, no matter how similar you are to her, you are still not her, not even a strand of her hair."

Wen Xi's lip color faded away inch by inch.

These few words, uttered from the mouth of the familiar man in front of her, unexpectedly made her feel uncomfortable.

Seeing the woman's aggrieved look on the verge of crying, Lu Qinghan felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

The body reacted one step faster than the brain, he kissed Wen Xi's lips uncontrollably, the familiar sweet smell almost made him addicted.

But looking at the face in front of him that was very similar to Mu Shuyu, he suddenly calmed down and let her go.

He sneered, took out a tissue and wiped his lips hard, and said in a mocking tone, "See? I feel disgusted just looking at you! You feel dirty even if I touch you! Get out!"