Chapter 411 Must Sue

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"I'm a little sad and want to cry."

Lu Yi gently stroked her hair. "Well, if you feel sad for a while, just cry if you want. No one will laugh at you. At this time, I know that your crying is happy and gratifying."

Yan Huan understands that she understands everything, understands it, and accepts it, but she just wants to cry, lonely and happy.

She closed her eyes and raised her red lips gently, but she was crying at this time. She was crying with a smile. She didn't know if she was sad, moved, or grateful. She smiled and cried at the same time.

"I'm going abroad with Rowling tomorrow."

Yan Huan was still pillowing on his lap, not moving, and Lu Yi was also serving as a pillow for her.

"Yes," he responded, and then leaned down. At this time, Yan Huan closed his eyelashes and the two gentle shadows left behind.

"Go and relax. When you come back, I believe you will be able to adjust yourself."

Yan Huan shrank her body and smelled the breath on his body, which was as warm and light as ever.

This is Lu Yi, this is the unique smell of Lu Yi. She has remembered it for two lifetimes. As long as she exists, she will remember this smell.

Lu Yi took her to the airport the next morning. Yan Huan got out of the car and put on her sunglasses. Although she was very low-key and careful, she was still secretly photographed.

These fans were very crazy. After Yan Huan answered a few names, she was protected by the people around her and left. Even so, the fans were still screaming and running, as if they had to catch up with her. Like taking off her clothes, until the partition separated the distance between them and Yan Huan, they called Yan Huan's name with tears in their eyes.

Yan Huan raised his hand and shook it at them, smiling lightly, like a flower.

"Ah...she smiled at me."

"She smiled at me."

"She was obviously smiling at me, but she even touched my hand?"

Yan Huan waved her hand again, holding back the tears in the corners of her eyes. She wanted to laugh, but she wouldn't cry.

And her eyes were always on the man in the black windbreaker.

Lu Yi put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, then took them out, shook his head at Yan Huan, and personally escorted her to the plane. After the plane took off, he looked up and saw a clear blue sky above his head. .

And the curvature on one side of his lips that had been hanging on it began to flatten out, and even became tighter.

He turned around, got into his car, and left here.

Soon, the cell phone he placed in the car rang. It was an almost endless, endless sound. He took out his cell phone and put it to his ear.

"Lu Yi, come back right away."

"I know," Lu Yi threw his phone back and drove away. At this moment, a buzzer sounded and in the sky not far away, a plane passed over his head. Flying past, filling the sky.

Yan Huan's trip this time was arranged by Lu Yi and Luo Lin. He had a battle to fight here and he didn't want to involve her, so long as he was there.

He drove the car very fast. The black Hummer was almost a lot farther than the other cars, but he still drove smoothly on the road. The car drove into the courtyard where Mr. Lu lived and stopped. This place is called Liuyuan. Built against a mountain, the rooms are large and down-to-earth, and at the same time, there are few people.

This is where the old man lives. The old man likes to be quiet, so he lives here alone and Lu Jin is not allowed to come over. There are nannies and several staff who take care of him, as well as a security guard named Song.

The old man lived a very leisurely life every day, practicing calligraphy, reading, and doing Tai Chi, so he was in good health. He was much more energetic than the last time when he was seriously ill and died.

At this time, Mr. Lu was wearing a training uniform and practicing Tai Chi. He was very good at Tai Chi. He was the descendant of Chen style Tai Chi. Since he retired, he has preferred these. So I went to see the successor of Chen Style Tai Chi. I learned it from a master and practiced it every day.

Lu Yi stood aside, waiting for Mr. Lu to finish.

Mr. Lu seemed to be fighting against his grandson. Originally, he should have rested in ten minutes or half an hour, but now he was stunned that it had reached more than an hour, and he had no intention of stopping.

Lu Yi stood up straight and looked straight at Mr. Lu.

After another punch, Mr. Lu finally stopped. The guard on the side quickly came over with a towel and asked the old man to wipe his sweat. He served him like an emperor.

The biggest difference between Mr. Lu and Mr. Ye is that Mr. Ye comes from a rough background, so he has a bad temper, but he can accept a lot of things. But Mr. Lu has always lived in the Lu family, so he has a very bad temper. Arrogance only increases but never decreases.

So there are some things that Mr. Ye can figure out and accept, but Mr. Lu cannot.

However, I have to say that Mr. Lu can run rampant and many people are afraid of her, but he is afraid of Mr. Ye.

Why?

Because Mr. Ye is unreasonable at all.

When he curses, he doesn't care who you are, he just scolds you as he pleases.

Therefore, the reasonable ones are afraid of the unreasonable ones, the unreasonable ones, the shameless ones, the shameless ones, and even their lives.

Mr. Lu threw the towel in his hand to his police officer.

Lu Yi still stood upright. He raised his eyes and looked directly at his grandfather.

"Grandpa came to see me for something?"

"Yes," Mr. Lu sat down. The guard had already brewed a pot of flowers for him to drink. Everything was meticulous, and everything was a process. It had been going on like this for decades.

You want to sue Xiao Miao. Mr. Lu is not asking, but confirming. Lu Yi does not believe such a big thing. The old man does not know, and no one from the Miao family has approached Mr. Lu.

"Yes," Lu Yi answered.

"I want you to drop the lawsuit."

Mr. Lu directly picked up the tea cup on the table, and then picked up the lid of the pot. The fragrance of tea was long, and his breath was also filled with this faint fragrance of tea, but he did not drink it. He was waiting for his grandson's answer.

"Sorry, Grandpa, I refuse."

Miao Xinyuan, he had to tell her.

"Lu Yi!" Mr. Lu slammed the cup on the table. This was not a request, but an order, "Drop the lawsuit immediately."

"I refuse," Lu Yi said the same thing. He refused. He would not withdraw the lawsuit for anyone. This woman had touched his bottom line and pulled out his penis. Every time he thought about it, he felt pain. That kind of pain had to make him do something, otherwise he would go crazy.