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

She clenched her hands into fists, "I have met you a few times, but it was really by chance. I know you may not believe it, but I really didn't plan to get close to you. I know myself." Wen Xi greeted you cautiously. Looking into his eyes, he said, "Tonight, you helped me, and I, I will definitely repay you!"

The coldness in Lu Qinghan's eyes turned into ice, "Repay, how can I repay you?"

Wen Xi was at a loss, how could she repay?He is rich and powerful, but she is just an ordinary person running around for a living.

What can she do for him?What can she do in return?

Wen Xi didn't answer.

And his falcon-like eyes were piercing, sneering and mocking.

The belt in his hand patted her face, "I've seen a lot of women like you. A woman who is too greedy for vanity and deep-minded will not end well. Wen Xi, don't push yourself too far."

Wen Xi's eyes were a little sad, "President Lu, don't worry, Wen Xi will definitely remember your words, keep them firmly in her heart, and dare not forget a single sentence."

The man stood up, his clothes were almost intact, only the shirt was slightly wrinkled, which was left when Wen Xi struggled just now.

He fastened his belt, picked up his windbreaker, threw a few red banknotes from his wallet, and threw them on Wen Xi's face.

Wen Xi picked it up, "Thank you Mr. Lu for the tip, and look forward to Mr. Lu's visit to Hongwanshan again."

Her voice is waxy, but not delicate, and her tone is light, but pleasant.

Lu Qinghan had already reached the door, when suddenly he stopped, "Do you have a driver's license?"

Wen Xi glanced around, he and she were the only ones in the box, and she was asking herself this question.

She said: "Yes."

I learned it when I was a freshman.

"Drive, take me home."

"Ah?" Wen Xi looked at his stalwart and generous back, "Sir, let me call a substitute driver for you."

"Are you deaf? I said drive!"

Wen Xi gritted her teeth.

open it!

Why don't you just drive a car?

The car Lu Qinghan drove today was very low-key, with a landing price of two million yuan, a black streamlined body, and top-of-the-line interior decorations. Wen Xi pulled the handbrake and drove forward slowly.

She does have a driver's license, but it doesn't mean she can drive this kind of car.

Open for the first time.

Wen Xi became really nervous.

The car was driving on the road like a turtle, and the passing vehicles honked their horns several times. Wen Xi was a little scared when she heard the horn. As soon as she heard the horn, she immediately stepped on the brakes, let other vehicles pass by first, and drove herself last.

"Mr. Lu, where are you going?"

"Nanjiang villa."

Wen Xi's fingers tightly clenched the steering wheel.

She bit her lip.

Nanjiang villa, the wedding room of Lu Qinghan and Mu Shuyu.

The car was driving slowly on the road.

"Hiss..." The man suddenly heard a suppressed voice.

Wen Xi raised her eyes and looked at the rearview mirror. The man who had been sitting in the backseat with his eyes closed and resting his mind opened his eyes at this moment. His fingers kept pressing on his stomach, as if he was enduring great discomfort.

"Mr. Lu, are you okay?"

Lu Qinghan ignored her, but frowned.

There was a red light ahead, Wen Xi stopped the car.

She turned her face and saw that Lu Qinghan's face was pale, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Wen Xi had never seen a man experience such discomfort, and immediately said, "Mr. Lu, let me take you to the hospital."

"Go back to Nanjiang Villa."

Wen Xi felt that she should not meddle in other people's business, but seeing the man enduring the pain, she really...