Live fortune telling: Sending a top star to prison right from the start.

Lu Yuan walked briskly to the car, opened the door, and bowed slightly in a gentlemanly manner.

He gestured to Lu's mother and Lu Rou, then said with a smile, "Get in the car."

Yun Yan naturally took Lu Rou's hand and they sat down in the back seat together.

Lu Rou nestled beside her mother, whispering in her ear, her eyes sparkling with liveliness.

"Mom, I didn't realize we're both so superficial. You have great taste."

Yunyan smiled, her eyes narrowing into slits: "Keep it low-key, keep it low-key." She teased, "If Rou'er meets a nice boy, remember to bring him back for your mother to see."

Lu Rou blushed and scolded, "Mom, it's too early to talk about this." Although she said that, the image of a certain person involuntarily flashed through her mind, and her heart started to flutter.

Looking through the rearview mirror, Mr. Lu's lips unconsciously curled up, and he let out a long sigh.

"So I'm just a full-time driver, what are you two whispering about?"

Lu Rou leaned forward, gently patted her father's shoulder, and said in a coquettish tone, "Dad, I told Mom that you're handsome."

Lu's mother chimed in, "That's right, you should be secretly happy."

Flattered by this compliment, Mr. Lu started the car and said in a serious tone, "Sit tight, the driver is about to speed up."

The car slowly pulled away, steadily heading towards home, the laughter and chatter from inside the car drifting into the night.

Soon, the car stopped at Lu Rouyinwan residential area. She got out of the car, stood by the car, and waved to her parents.

"Mom and Dad, be careful on the road, and text me when you get home."

"Okay, go on up." Yunyan urged her reluctantly.

The car slowly drove away, its taillights fading into the distance. Lu Rou watched it until it completely disappeared from sight.

Lu Rou unlocked the door with her fingerprint. Warm yellow light flowed freely inside the house as she walked into the living room after changing her shoes.

Fukasawa was engrossed in eating a bowl of beef noodles, with soup splashing on his cheeks, making him look somewhat comical.

Hearing footsteps, Fukasawa quickly raised his head, his cheeks still puffed out, and greeted them indistinctly.

"Sister Lu, you're back."

Lu Rou smiled slightly and said softly, "You continue eating, I'm going to do my live stream." Then she went straight to the study.

With the live broadcast time fast approaching, Lu Rou deftly turned on the equipment, adjusted the lights, and checked the microphone for any noise.

With everything prepared, Lu Rou breathed a sigh of relief and opened the live streaming app.

At the same time, Shi.

Shi Fei typed the last punctuation mark on the plan, let out a long sigh, and looked out the window. The city was already brightly lit.

Lu Zhiyan had caused her to revise her plan again and again. At this moment, she was exhausted and just wanted to treat herself to a good meal.

She tidied the table briefly, grabbed her handbag, and, in her elegant high heels, swayed gracefully towards the underground parking lot.

Shi Fei got into the car, played some good music, and drove toward her familiar private restaurant.

This restaurant is hidden in the old alley, quiet and cozy, serving farm-style dishes that are organic and nutritious. She comes here to eat occasionally.

The owner came to serve the food and asked, "Why didn't you come with your boyfriend today?"

Lu Zhiyan and Shi Fei had been here several times; the handsome man and beautiful woman left a particularly strong impression on the boss.

Shi Fei gave a vague answer: "He's away on a business trip."

It looks like the young couple had a fight, and the boss was just trying to brush it off with a laugh.

"Then take your time eating, and call me if you need anything."

"it is good."

As the dishes were served one by one, their fresh and fragrant flavors bursting on the tongue. Shi Fei ate to her heart's content, and the stress of the past few days dissipated considerably.

After paying the bill, she carried her bag in one hand and checked her phone with the other, then slowly walked towards her car.

Suddenly, a dark figure darted out from the side and grabbed her bag tightly.

Shi Fei instinctively clenched her fists and shouted angrily, "What are you doing!"

The robber didn't answer, but pulled her with brute force. She staggered a few steps, and her high heels slipped on the ground.

The bag strap slipped off his shoulder, the robber succeeded, and he vanished into the night in an instant.

Shi Fei was not about to give up. Her blood boiled and she took off chasing after him. But her heels were too high. After only two steps, her ankle twisted suddenly, and a sharp pain shot through her. She fell to the ground with a "rip".

Thinking of that bastard Lu Zhiyan, Shi Fei felt helpless and aggrieved. Her eyes reddened, and she gritted her teeth as she stared in the direction the robbers had fled.

It's all Lu Zhiyan's fault; he picked a fight where there was none.

If he hadn't disagreed, she wouldn't have changed her mind, she wouldn't be here at this point, and she wouldn't have been robbed at this point.

At that moment, a car slowly came to a stop, the door opened, and a tall figure strode in.

Blocked from the light, Shi Fei looked up and met a pair of deep eyes. She said irritably, "Lu Zhiyan, you're blocking my light."

Lu Zhiyan squatted down, his voice filled with concern: "Feifei, you're injured, don't move around."

As he spoke, he carefully examined her ankle, and with a gentle touch, Shi Fei gasped in pain.

He's the one who made her like this, you stinky man.

"Do you tube."

"Feifei, don't be angry, okay?"

Lu Zhiyan looked at the sullen woman in front of him with a fawning expression and said softly, his deep eyes filled with regret and heartache.

Shi Fei turned her head to the side: "Oh no!" Her voice was tinged with a sob.

Seeing this, Lu Zhiyan picked her up in his arms, his movements swift yet gentle.

Shi Fei struggled, shouting, "Let me go! Put me down right now!"

Lu Zhiyan held her tightly, refusing to let go: "I won't let go, I'll take you to the hospital now."

"No need to go to the hospital, some ointment will do."

Knowing that she didn't like going to the hospital, Lu Zhiyan said helplessly.

"Then I'll take you home." He said, and put her in the passenger seat of his car.

"My car is still there."

"I'll have someone handle it."

Shi Fei felt a tangled mess in her chest. She turned her face away from Lu Zhiyan and instead looked out the window.

The night outside the window was thick and dark, with neon lights filtering in and reflecting on her face, but unable to dispel the coldness in her eyes.

Her slender fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes, and her tightly pursed lips betrayed her inner thoughts; she was clearly angry with the person beside her.

It takes less than twenty minutes by car to get there.

Lu Zhiyan took out his medicine box and found the medicinal wine for sprains and bruises.

He unscrewed the medicated wine and poured it into his palm. He half-squatted down, knelt on one knee, picked up Shi Fei's foot, and gently covered the bruised area.

Shi Fei hissed, and Lu Zhiyan immediately stopped. He coaxed her in a low voice, "Bear with it, it'll be over soon."

His technique became increasingly skillful, his fingertips applying even pressure as he gently pushed the fabric away, occasionally glancing up to observe Shi Fei's expression, his eyes filled with tenderness.

After finishing, Lu Zhiyan slowly lowered her feet, his voice hoarse.

"I'll be staying here for the next few days."

Shi Fei laughed. How could he be so self-righteous?

"Lu Zhiyan, I haven't forgiven you yet."

Lu Zhiyan sat down beside her with a calm expression, gazing at her quietly, his deep voice steadily rising.

“It doesn’t matter.”

Shi Fei glared at him, her cheeks puffed out in anger, and reached out to grab his chest, preventing him from getting closer.

"How can you be such a scoundrel!"

Lu Zhiyan's lips curled slightly, a hint of triumphant cunning flashing in his eyes. He raised his hand and gently took her hand in his, his warm palm caressing her fingertips, his gaze intense.

"So what if he's a scoundrel?"

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