Chapter 58: Change the Pattern Next Time, Mrs. Lu Is Tired of It

A faint fragrance emanated.

Jiang Li had received similar gifts several times before.

This was the first time she opened the smoky purple suit and saw it with her own eyes.

It was complete from inside to outside, including the limited edition lily of the valley perfume next to it, all of which were smoky purple bottles.

Ever since she saw Bai Mengchu in her studio, dressed in smoky purple from head to toe, Jiang Li had a psychological shadow when she saw the same color scheme again, and she felt sick and wanted to vomit.

She really retched, and tears came out of her eyes when she closed them.

When she opened her eyes again, the smoky purple in front of her turned black.

Her eyes could not see.

This really was out of sight, out of mind.

The sickness and nausea that flooded Jiang Li's stomach were not as strong as before.

"Mr. Lu's way of pleasing people is really perfunctory day after day.

Lu Yan has a tight work schedule every day, so he naturally won't bother with these trivial matters.

Gifts for Jiang Li have always been prepared by Secretary Shen according to Jiang Li's preferences.

In the past, she would cling to his neck when she received gifts, chirping like a little bird and saying nice words of thanks.

What does this ugly expression like a fly being eaten mean now?

"Mrs. Lu's interests are really fickle."

"I can only say that I was ignorant before and mistook Mr. Lu's love for favor. "

The suit in the gift box is even the same style as the one Bai Mengchu wore when she slandered her for scratching someone in the studio!

Jiang Li didn't know whether Lu Yan ignored it or deliberately gave her, his future ex-wife, the same clothes as his mistress. What was his purpose?

What was even more puzzling to her was that since he liked Bai Mengchu so much, why not divorce her and marry her home? Why keep her, a substitute and a fake, locked up?

After a few words of negotiation, the car fell into silence again.

"Mr. Lu, we're here." Jin Biao in the driver's seat spoke.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Where do you think you're going?"

As Lu Yan said, he glanced at the gift box that Jiang Li had thrown next to the seat in disdain, took the thermos cup from the other side, unscrewed the lid, and stuffed it into her palm.

"Get out after drinking. ”

The familiar smell of Chinese medicine has not yet started to drink, but the bitterness spreads from the nose to the throat.

What surprised Jiang Li even more was that Lu Yan came all this way, and he was a lawyer, and he also brought a gift box of Chinese medicine, but he agreed to let her go so easily?

As if he could see her surprise, Lu Yan said in a mocking tone, "You can't keep her if you want to run away. Mrs. Lu will be willing to beg to come back to me one day."

Then he will dream about it tonight!

Jiang Li didn't dare to say what she was thinking, for fear of angering the unruly Lu Yan, in case he changed his mind and made trouble again.

When she was blinded by a head injury, Jiang Li always had to annoy Lu Yan and kiss her reluctantly before she would drink the Chinese medicine prescribed by the doctor.

Now Jiang Li pinched her nose and drank the medicine in it while her tongue didn't react.

"Try it well. If you leave me, your suffering has just begun. "

Lu Yan glanced at the empty cup and stared at her deeply.

Jin Biao unlocked the door of the Bentley.

Jiang Li opened the door and got out without hesitation.

"Mrs. Lu is really ruthless."

Lu Yan's cold voice came from behind, with a hint of resentment?

Jiang Li stumbled and almost fell out. She seriously suspected that there was something wrong with her ears.

"Mr. Lu can eat whatever he wants, but he can't talk nonsense."

Can the word "ruthless" be used so casually?

After Jiang Li got out, the car left with a lot of exhaust gas.

After a few seconds, it backed up again, opened the door, and threw something from the back seat to Jiang Li's feet.

"There is no reason to recycle things that are given away. If Mrs. Lu doesn't want it, just throw it in the trash can. "

After that, the luxury car drove away again.

Jiang Li took out the telescopic blind stick he brought with him and took a few tentative steps, then turned back.

He picked up the gift box and walked towards the trash can.

When he stepped on the lid and was about to throw it away, he stopped again.

A poor man has a strong will, and she is definitely not greedy for money.

Anyway, Lu Yan threw away the box of things. Whether it was thrown into the trash can or she picked it up and sold it to a second-hand luxury store for a discount, Jiang Li saw no difference.

Besides, he customized a Steinway for his mistress, starting at tens of millions, hundreds of thousands The luxury gift box was sold second-hand by her, which was considered as waste.

In the Bentley car parked in the distance, the man looked at the slender figure holding the gift box and walking home with a cane in his other hand, a smile flashed in his eyes.

He knew that the woman was always stingy.

If the things were given to her, they were given to her.

As long as it was in her hands, he didn't care how she dealt with it.

Lu Yan raised the car tailgate, thinking of the person sitting in the passenger seat, raised the tailgate and said: "Remember to change the gifts in the future, Mrs. Lu is tired of it.

"..."

Secretary Shen opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

Lu Yan and Jiang Li have been married for more than a year, and he has never paid much attention to his wife's preferences, or even cared about it at all.

Occasionally, when he was on a business trip, he asked her to prepare gifts, and she decided.

At such times, she felt that Jiang Li was just so-so as Mrs. Lu, and even not as good as her as a secretary to help Lu Yan at work and help him decide many things in life.

"Should we let Jiang Lu follow up on the Pengcheng Music Store matter?"

"I don't like to meddle in other people's business, and I also don't like my subordinates to meddle in other people's business. Secretary Shen, do you understand?"

"I understand..."

"If you understand, go find the servants in the villa who were thrown into the Philippines a few days ago and send them to the police station."

Lu Yan meant to help Jiang Li clear her criminal record?

"But will this have a bad impact on Miss Bai's reputation? Gu Lao is still under observation for her. What if..."

"For the last time, Secretary Shen should know my bottom line. I don't like others to interfere with my decisions. Otherwise, let alone your grandmother protecting you, even if your deceased mother comes back from the grave to protect you, it will be useless."

He has never been a person who cares about feelings, especially when it comes to work.

Before, Secretary Shen was tolerated because of her work ability.

But making mistakes again and again means that she is not fully qualified for this job. Leaving the position she is not good at early will not waste each other's time in vain.

Shen Jing knew that this was Lu Yan's warning to her for intervening in the report of Pengcheng Music Company and interfering with and suppressing Jiang Li's work.

What she didn't expect was that she couldn't get an exception for Jiang Li's matter even though she used Bai Mengchu as a shield?

It was clear that Jiang Li was just a dispensable and decorative existence to him before.

What went wrong that made him change his mind and start to care about her...

Shen Jing agreed with trepidation, thinking about it, and quickly planning how to change the policy in the future.

Not wanting to cause trouble again, she could only force Bai Mengchu to work harder on Jiang Li.

Jiang Li went home with the gift box, and while walking upstairs with a cane, she operated her mobile phone to contact the buyer from the second-hand luxury store to recycle it.

It hurt to think that the brand new gift box worth more than 100,000 yuan might lose most of its price in the middle of the transaction.

She was so focused that she forgot that there was someone else at home. When she opened the door, she was frightened by the person who came out and almost lost the things in her hands.