The crazy little ancestor of Master Lu is so stupid

Upstairs, Ling Yang was lying in Lu Jian's arms wearing a gauze pajamas.

She drew circles around Lu Jian's red beans with her fingers, and as she did so, she comforted him, "Don't worry, with Master Zhen here, Huang Furong won't be able to do anything to us!"

"I'm not worried about Huang Furong, but at home..."

He originally thought that by taking away Huang Jiaying's luck he would be able to secure his position as the head of the Lu family, but unexpectedly Ling Yang suddenly asked Zhen Bushiren to kill Huang Jiaying.

It’s not that he couldn’t bear to part with Huang Jiaying, but it was a pity that such a good life that he carefully selected was wasted.

"What? Are you still feeling sorry for Huang Jiaying's worthless life? Haha, no need to feel sorry. Master Zhen told you later that her life was not good!"

"Not good? But everything about her fits the bill..."

With a sneer, Ling Yang was somewhat impressed by Huang Jiaying, who was so vicious at such a young age.

"We were all deceived by her. Her good life did not originally belong to her, but she took it away by trickery. Huang Furong once had a daughter who died in a car accident when she was thirteen years old, and that car accident was planned by Huang Jiaying.

She was only sixteen years old at that time. She was so capable at such a young age. No wonder you failed to succeed after dealing with her for so long.

If it dies, it dies. Otherwise, you'll spend so much effort to get it, only to find out it's just a piece of chicken ribs!"

"There is such a thing!"

Lu Jian was also surprised. He thought about how it took him a long time to prepare himself mentally before he took action when he wanted to kill his elder brother. After that, he had nightmares for a long time.

I didn't expect that Huang Jiaying has such vicious means at such a young age. Compared to him, he is really not as good as Huang Jiaying.

"Yes, so she died, and there is nothing to be sad about. There is nothing missing in this world except people with good fortune. With your appearance, it is easy for you to cheat a few women with good fortune!"

Speaking of this, Ling Yang suddenly remembered something and chuckled strangely.

"what happened?"

Lu Jian was a little upset by her laughter, but he didn't dare to do anything to her.

"No, I just suddenly thought of something funny. You said that if you hadn't killed your eldest brother, he would be a great nutrient now. Unfortunately, you killed him!"

Lu Jian's face darkened when this matter was mentioned.

"You mean that Lu Xun is not him?"

"It doesn't matter whether he is or not. Even if he is, he can't be considered to have a good life with his current miserable state. Only Lu Yanqing five years ago could be considered to have a truly good life!"

"..."

Lu Jian was speechless.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ling Yang didn't say anything more. He turned around, took the cigarette from the bedside table, took it out and lit it.

In the smoke, Lu Xun's face unconsciously appeared in front of her eyes.

Obviously, he looked exactly like Lu Jian, but she just felt that Lu Xun's face could arouse her desire more.

If Lu Jian was not still useful, she would have wanted to abandon Lu Jian and attack Lu Xun.

She was confident that with her face no man could resist her temptation.

Ling Yang was thinking about Lu Xun, and seemed to be lost in thought. He didn't pay any attention to the sinister look in Lu Jian's eyes beside him.

How could two people who were about to get married not notice that the other was absent-minded?

Perhaps it would be more accurate to say that he had already sensed Ling Yang's indecision when Ling Yang asked him to devote himself to Huang Jiaying.

Even though she kept saying that she would not be jealous for his future, for their better tomorrow, and for their shared business empire.

But when a woman truly loves a man, how could she share this man with other women?

At this moment, Lu Jian suddenly became wary of Ling Yang.

Even though he didn't see their future in the end, he made Ling Yang's future. No matter how bad his life was, it was much better than most people's.

Moreover, taking away his luck is not just about his luck, it may also involve his company and the entire Lu family.

"what……"

Just when Lu Jian was thinking about Ling Yang's purpose, Ling Yang, who was smoking and thinking about Lu Xun, suddenly covered his stomach with a painful expression on his face.

After a moment, she curled up into a ball and shivered on the bed. Lu Jian was frightened by her appearance and quickly stood up and wanted to hug Ling Yang.

But unexpectedly, the moment his hand touched Ling Yang, he immediately let go of Ling Yang.

She was no longer the gentle and affectionate woman a quarter of an hour ago, she was clearly an ice sculpture.

As soon as my palms touched it, I felt a piercing chill spreading from them. If I let go of them a little later, I would feel that my arms would be frozen numb.

"Yang'er, what's wrong with you? Wait, I'll go call Master Zhen!"

Covering Ling Yang tightly with the quilt, Lu Jian didn't bother to put on his clothes. He simply put on his pajamas and rushed out of the room. He went to the next room and banged on Zhen Bushiren's door.

Zhen Bushiren had been seriously injured last time and was meditating in his room. When he heard the knock on the door, Lu Jian had already asked the housekeeping department to bring the room card and open Zhen Bushiren's door directly.

"Master Lu? What's going on?"

"Quick, go check on Yang'er!"

As Lu Jian spoke, he pulled Zhen Bushiren towards his room, but when he finally brought Zhen Bushiren back to the room, Ling Yang had already recovered.

But people are still weak.

"what happened?"

Realizing that something was wrong with Ling Yang, Zhen Bushiren quickly came to sit down beside the bed, took Ling Yang's hand to feel his pulse, then immediately let go of Ling Yang's hand, stood up and was about to rush out, then retreated dejectedly from the door.

"Master Zhen, what happened to Yang'er just now? Why did he suddenly become so cold?"

Looking at Ling Yang who was lying on the bed and had not yet fully recovered, Zhen Bushiren sighed.

"Her luck was taken away by someone!"

"what?"

This simple sentence frightened Lu Jian so much that his voice trembled a little.

Who could take away Ling Yang's luck? What a powerful person he must be.

Waving his hands, Zhen Bushiren explained, "To be precise, it's not Yang'er's luck, but the luck she had taken away before was taken back by someone else?"

"Can we take it back again?"

“Yes, otherwise why do you think she would kill someone? Only dead people would not care about the luck taken away by others. Otherwise, once the situation is reversed, it would be like taking her life!”

It's all fate. It just happened that he was injured so badly this time. What's more, he closed his five senses and meditated at that time. Otherwise, if he had come in time, he might have been able to stop something.

But just like that, he missed the time to stop it.

He had wanted to go find that person just now, but when he reached the door, he thought about it and gave up. With his current strength, how could he fight against others? He would just be asking to be bullied.

At this moment, Lan Minglang, who was lying flat on the bed downstairs, slowly opened his eyes. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he just felt that his whole body was full of strength, sweeping away the past tiredness and weakness.

Even the complexion has visibly improved.

"Okay, get up and move around a bit!"

Throwing Lan Minglang's clothes to him, Lu Xun turned around and opened the curtains. He raised his head slightly and glanced at the ceiling with a scornful smile.