After the rebirth, the concubine wants to divorce

At night, the Hilton Hotel.

The fountain showed a gorgeous champagne color under the light, and Lu Zeyu was sitting by the window, slicing the steak with great thought, with a long slender hand covering his hand.

Lu Zeyu raised his head and saw the deep and handsome face of the mixed-race man.

"If you cut it any further, we will have to pay for the hotel's plate." The man drank his red wine and said with a smile.

Lu Zeyu put down the knife and fork, and smiled: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yan."

Yan Ze put the cut steak in front of Lu Zeyu, and said, "I've invested in a new movie, and you will play the male lead."

Lu Zeyu was stunned for a moment, and smiled sweetly: "Thank you, Mr. Yan, but stories about us are spreading everywhere on the Internet, aren't you afraid..."

Yan Ze looked at Lu Zeyu's pink lips and clean eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and said disdainfully: "What are you afraid of? The royal family or the prince? Don't worry, my wealth is not less than your husband, and I will not be afraid he."

Lu Zeyu drank the red wine and didn't speak. He knew that this Yan Zeyu was rich, arrogant and arrogant, and he was very playful. If he wanted to stimulate Luo Yichen, he was the best candidate.

After dinner, Yan Ze and Lu Zeyu walked out of the Hilton Hotel. Yan Ze put Lu Zeyu on the shoulder and whispered in his ear: "It's late, and you're a little drunk, why don't you go to my house?"

Lu Zeyu felt a little uncomfortable, he suppressed it, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, I feel a little uncomfortable today..."

Yan Ze raised his eyebrows, do you want to welcome or refuse?OK, it's more interesting that way.Yan Ze let go of him and said, "Okay, then go back and have a good rest."

A gust of cold wind blew, Lu Zeyu hugged his arms and shivered, Yan Ze took off his suit jacket, and wanted to put it on Lu Zeyu, a slender, big hand with well-articulated bones grabbed Yan Ze's wrist, Yan Ze Ze's eyes darkened.

Lu Zeyu turned his head, his breathing stopped suddenly, he saw Luo Yichen standing behind him with his guards, Luo Yichen was wearing an expensive black suit, his hair was neatly combed, his appearance was handsome, his facial features were three-dimensional and deep, and his jaw was curved It was very clean, which added a bit of dignity to him, and a pair of beautiful eyes were extremely sharp and arrogant.

He grabbed Yan Ze's wrist, his voice was low and indifferent: "Even if he is cold, it's not your turn."

Yan Ze raised the corners of his lips and smiled coldly: "His Royal Highness, good evening, your concubine is really cute and charming."

Luo Yichen frowned, his eyes became a little dangerous, he let go of Yan Ze's hand, Yan Ze turned his wrist, put his coat on Lu Zeyu, and smiled at Lu Zeyu: "It's a good night, we Contact again, Your Royal Highness."

After finishing speaking, Yan Ze strode onto the Maybach parked on the side of the road.

There was no joy or anger in Luo Yichen's eyes, he stretched out his hand, grabbed Lu Zeyu's coat, and threw it on the ground, he grabbed Lu Zeyu's wrist, turned and left.

"Luo, Luo Yichen, wait..." Lu Zeyu struggled.

In the Maybach, the air was filled with the smell of cold perfume. Yan Ze looked at Lu Zeyu and Luo Yichen who were chattering through the rearview mirror, and the corners of his lips curled up playfully.

"Mr. Yan, are you going home? Ma'am is still waiting for you to eat." The driver said.

Yan Ze looked out the car window and said coldly, "I'm not going back, go to the River bar."

"Yes." After the driver finished speaking, the Maybach turned around.

Luo Yichen pulled Lu Zeyu into the VIP room of the Hilton Hotel, threw him on the sofa, and closed the door heavily.

Lu Zeyu sat up, Luo Yichen grabbed his hair and leaned close to him, Lu Zeyu smelled the man's familiar smell again, it was a clean but aggressive smell, Lu Zeyu had never I admire this person very much. Smoking will not leave a smell of smoke, and the smell on your body will always smell so good...

Lu Zeyu was obsessed for a moment, but soon, Luo Yichen's indifferent voice cut his heart like a knife: "Are you really cold? When I'm not around, you go into the arms of other men?"