Chapter 503 Don't Tell Them

This voice seemed to encourage her. After a brief pause, Bai Zhi became more confident. "Lu Juefeng, for Xiaoke and Xiaoai, please don't tell them the truth. From now on, there are only two things between you and me. First, I am a contracted artist of Lu's and you are the boss of Lu's. Second, we are the parents of the child."

The air was silent for a moment, and the wind on the rooftop seemed even colder.

Bai Zhi's body shuddered instinctively. "Okay, I've finished what I said. Mr. Lu is a smart man. We will each be well in the future."

She turned and left, her black hair drawing a resolute trajectory in the air.

Lu Juefeng's eyebrows were twisted tightly, "Stop!"

Bai Zhi's legs seemed to be filled with lead, and she just stood there. At the same time, the air around her seemed to become thinner.

She was a little out of breath.

"Take another step forward, and never regret it."

Lu Juefeng's cold voice was like a poisoned knife, engraved with curses, cutting the heart and bones...

You will regret leaving here!

You will not be happy if you leave here!

Leave here, and we will break up from now on!

Bai Zhi raised her leg decisively and took a step forward.

Turning her head towards Lu Juefeng, she smiled brightly, "Don't worry, Mr. Lu, I won't regret it. The thing I regret most is that I was too stupid back then and got into your bed without knowing what was going on. Now that I have tasted the taste of regret, how can I make mistakes again?"

Her voice was calmer than ever before, and there was a hint of relief from unloading a heavy burden.

Before she finished speaking, Bai Zhi turned and left.

Her footsteps at this moment were surprisingly soft, as if she was stepping on cotton.

The cold wind poured into her mouth, irritating her nasal cavity, and her tears could not stop flowing.

She raised her hand to wipe her tears, and then lowered it again, letting the cold wind blow her eyes.

Filling the emptiness in her heart.

She stumbled slightly because she didn't know what she tripped over.

Lu Juefeng almost subconsciously raised his leg to help her, but he stopped by her side after all, without extending his hand.

"Xiaobai." Meng Changxin, who was not far away, saw Bai Zhi staggering and hurried over to support her. "How are you?"

"I'm fine." Bai Zhi took a deep breath, held Meng Changxin with her backhand, and whispered, "Sister Xin, quickly contact Ma Dong or Jueyun and ask them to look after Lu Juefeng."

"What happened to you?" Meng Changxin sighed, "I just saw that Mr. Lu looked very unhappy. What did you say to him to make him so angry?"

"Sister Xin, this is a long story." Bai Zhi suppressed the bitterness in her heart and tried not to think about Lu Juefeng's sad look, but the more she didn't think about it, the more his face appeared in her mind and couldn't be shaken off.

"Let's make it short." Meng Changxin said quickly, "Xiaobai, I don't want to interfere in your private affairs, but I really don't understand what you two are doing? You both can't let go of each other, why torture each other like this?"

Meng Changxin and Bai Zhi walked to the elevator while talking. Feeling someone around, Bai Zhi whispered, "I'll tell you when I get back."

"Yeah." Meng Changxin agreed and stopped talking. He slowly helped Bai Zhi downstairs and returned to the dressing room.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Meng Changxin helped Bai Zhi sit down, sat opposite her, and looked at Bai Zhi.

"Lu Juefeng and I are siblings with blood ties." Bai Zhi spoke with difficulty, and slowly told the grievances between the Lu and Song families.

Meng Changxin was shocked, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses: "That is to say, you and Mr. Lu are siblings with the same milk but different grandfathers?!!"

Bai Zhi nodded gently: "You can say that."

"Oh my God!" Meng Changxin grabbed Bai Zhi's hand distressedly, "This... This is too..."

What is going on! This is more than just dog blood! Even the screenwriters dare not write like this!!!

Meng Changxin sighed and swallowed the rest of the words.

In the past year, Xiaobai has been surprised and frightened by many things that happened to her.

I really don't know how she survived.

*

Lu Group.

In the conference room, everyone was nervous and dared not breathe.

"Snap." Lu Juefeng slammed the computer shut, and the temperature in the office dropped to freezing point in an instant. The tight string of the design director suddenly broke, and his hands began to shake uncontrollably.

The picture on the projector in the conference room also became a mess in an instant.

Everyone took a breath and nervously cast their eyes on the design director.

It's cold, I'm afraid it's going to be cold.

The design director accepted the sympathetic eyes of the crowd, his legs trembled, and he almost knelt on the ground.

"Lu... Mr. Lu..." He gritted his teeth and turned his eyes to Lu Juefeng, but when he met his cold eyes, he lowered his head instantly.

If eyes can kill people, then he has died hundreds of times just now.

Mr. Lu was not satisfied with his design plan. If he made such a fuss, he would have to pack up and leave tomorrow.

Lu Juefeng had a gloomy face and said nothing.

But the hostility around him made people tremble all over. Lu Juefeng did not speak during the design director's interview, and trembled as he returned to his seat.

That's it?

Mr. Lu did not lose his temper?

Everyone was puzzled, only Ma Dong knew that this was the calm before the storm.

The project director walked up tremblingly, laid out the materials, and used the command pen to adjust the screen on the projector, explaining the various processes and budgets of the recent project.

After the project director finished speaking, he saw that Lu Juefeng did not speak, and was about to step down with the idea of ​​muddling through, but he saw Lu Juefeng's eyebrows slightly raised.

The project director's heart trembled, knowing that it was over.

"It seems that Vice President Lu is too good to you guys. You dare to fool me with such a plan?"

There was no extra expression on Lu Juefeng's ice sculpture-like face.

The words he said scared everyone in the conference room.

The project director immediately said: "Within three days, the project team will resubmit a new plan."

Lu Juefeng's cold eyes swept over the others, and the other directors immediately stood up: "President Lu, let's go back and study it again. Resubmit the plan within three days."

"One day!" Lu Juefeng said coldly. "If you can't do it, leave as soon as possible! We don't support idle people in Lu's!"

"Yes!" Everyone lowered their heads, fearing that they would be singled out by Lu Juefeng.

Losing a job is equivalent to losing a rice bowl. If you leave Lu's Group, where else can you get such a high salary and such a good opportunity for promotion.

Lu Juefeng stood up, strode out of the conference room with long sleeves, and went straight back to his office.

The secretary just brought coffee, and Lu Juefeng took a sip and threw it directly to the ground.

"Who told you to add sugar without permission?"

"But didn't Miss Bai say..." The secretary was about to explain, but when she met Lu Juefeng's eyes, her voice dropped, "Sorry, I'll make another cup right away."

It was Miss Bai Zhi who told Mr. Lu not to drink too bitter coffee all the time, so she added sugar. Mr. Lu was very happy about this for a long time and even gave her a raise.

Did he have a quarrel with Miss Bai Zhi?