Everyday Fighting With The Black-Bellied Male Lead

On the side of Hongzhi, Deng Hui had been dragging, and the capital chain was broken. Lu Yue didn't want to be stabbed by him, so he had to start elsewhere.

In the past two days, he managed to find a relationship with Mr. Wang, a real estate tycoon, and only hoped that progress would be made this time.

Inside the upscale hotel, Lu Yue made people nonstop to prepare this meal. To be honest, this opportunity is rare and he doesn't want to miss it. Fortunately, he has confidence in what he has prepared. Although their company is still at a medium scale, the prospects for development are good. As for whether you can convince President Wang, you still have to watch this conversation ...

Lu Yue looked up at the watch again, and the hands above had passed the agreed time. Although Lu Yue hated those who were late, after all, now he was asking for help, so he had to suppress the irritability in his heart.

However, there are many reasons for being late, but I do n’t know what Wang Weishan thinks ...

Lu Yue beat some drums in his heart, and then his head suddenly dizzy. He shook his body suddenly. When he was about to fall, a strong hand held him from behind.

"Mr. Gu, are you okay?" Lu Yue's voice broke through the eardrum, Lu Yue shuddered, and then broke open quietly, slowly sitting on the chair next to him.

"I'm okay, I've been having nightmares recently." Lu Yue pressed his temple gently, and the nightmare situation in the nightmare could not be remembered, but the icy coldness of death that followed him still wrapped him tight.

The tall assistant's eyes flashed with a dark touch, and then he returned to a calm and calm face.

After waiting for twenty minutes, a slightly bloated middle-aged man finally appeared in sight.

"General Manager Wang, you are finally here!" Lu Yue stood up with a smile, because his face was too pale. He had put on some makeup before, so that the youth's face showed a faint ruddy color under the light.

Lu Yue was originally like a lustrous white jade. Now she smiles more like glowing light, easily attracting people's attention.

The assistant next to him looked at the long-lost smile of the young man in front of him.

Even smiling at such a man, Gu An, Gu An, you are really ... unexpected.

When Wang Weishan saw Lu Yue's first glance, his eyes sticked straight up. The look was like a puppet glued to white porcelain, which was disgusting and creepy.

But that look was only a moment, and Wang Weishan immediately responded and stepped forward and held Lu Yue's hand tightly: "Let Gu Zongjiu wait, I'm really sorry!"

There was an apology in his mouth, but the tone was not like sorry at all. How can someone who is late late be sorry?

Lu Yue was so upset by a fat old man. Lu Yue was very upset. He hadn't pulled the man's hand yet, but he was taken advantage of by an old man. If it weren't for the task, he wouldn't care about such people!

[001: The host is big, should I teach him? 】

[Lu Yue said coldly: No, don't make your own claims and ruin my plan. 】

Thinking of the plan Lu Yue said this morning, 001 was silently indifferent.

Just as President Wang kept pulling him away, the assistant behind him suddenly said, "General Manager Gu, the dishes have already been served, please take a seat."

Taking advantage of this vacancy, Lu Yue broke away and laughed, "Wang, please sit down."

President Wang touched the empty palms with regret. The silky touch just made people feel bloody.

However, it is not urgent.

The corner of his mouth secretly evoked a sloppy smile, but when passing by He Lang, he suddenly felt a chill projected from behind, passing away.

"You just wait outside." President Wang pointed at the obstructing assistant.

Lu Yue turned and glanced at his assistant, somehow seeing a little bit of oppression from his silent face.

Lu Yue waved at him: "Go outside first."

The silent assistant's lips narrowed slightly, and he turned silently. The moment he walked out of the box, his face suddenly became gloomy.

I have to say that President Wang is really an old fox, and Lu Yuelian drank with him for half an hour of wine. Every time he talked about cooperation, he was passed around calmly.

Lu Yue could not drink at first, and every time he drank too much, he became very dizzy. He even vomited and vomited until the next morning.

However, every time before this kind of occasion, it was He Lang who helped him to stop the wine, so he hasn't felt this dizzy and uncomfortable for a long time.

Lu Yue's face was flushed with alcohol, everything in front of him became blurred, and his stomach began to feel restless.

"Gu Gu really drinks a lot, drink more!"

Seeing Wang Weishan's enlarged face, Lu Yue could not turn his head. Even the documents on the side did not know when he was swept to the ground by himself.

The nearby alcohol irritated the sensitive nerves, and Lu Yue frowned uncomfortably, saying that she could not drink any more.

"Well, it's not good to drink, little thing." Seeing the beautiful young man paralyzed on the table, Wang Weishan put down his wine glass, staring at the prey that had fallen into the trap with impunity.

"It's so pretty!"

Lu Yue was lying motionless on the table, only keeping a little sense of the surrounding movement. He only felt the need to touch his face with one hand, and that feeling was very uncomfortable, which made him sicker than being drunk.

Who is it?

Lu Yue wanted to wave his arm, but he couldn't help it at all ...

When the door of the box was kicked open by one man, Wang Weishan was erecting the man and walking away. He was now full of heat and the place was too swollen. He just wanted to quickly take the man away from the already opened bed.

It was just interrupted.

"What are you doing, don't be your grandfather's way!" Wang Weishan yelled vigorously, but when his drunken eyes met the man as intensely as the murderous hostility, his back suddenly became cold.

"Give him to me." The man's voice was cold and boned, and the eyes of the sharp blade and the snorting breath from around him squeezed in all directions, making it difficult to breathe.

Although consciousness became timid, Wang Weishan remembered that the other party was just a little assistant, so what was there to worry about comforting himself?

He laughed: "This is a deal between me and your boss. You are willing to do my thing. You also know that you are here for cooperation?"

I thought he would take the initiative to listen to this, but did not expect He Lang's eyes to look like a wolf on Lu Yue who was lying unconscious in the arms of others.

Next, He Lang didn't say one more thing. He fiercely used his feet to kick the person who dared to touch Lu Yue in the middle of his abdomen, and rudely grabbed the unconscious young man while he was holding his stomach. .

"You wait for me!" There was a cry of anger and anguish behind him, as if He Lang hadn't heard it, his face dragged the youth away frostily.

Lu Yue stumbled and felt that he was being dragged away, and that the person holding him was extraordinarily rude, and seemed to have a vague anger.

Lu Yue labored to open his eyes a slit, and saw the tall jaw line of the tall assistant.

He mumbled: "Don't leave ... cooperation hasn't ... talk!" Just after Lu Yue finished the last word, the whole person was rudely thrown into the car, and his forehead was accidentally pinched.

The sudden pain made Lu Yue's eyes clear for a moment. He tilted his head to see his assistant stretch his face and close the door. At that moment, Lu Yue thought that He Lang was in front of him.

He was drunk that time, and He Lang was so sullen and unhappy.

Lu Yue felt that his head was dizzy again, not because of drunkenness, but because of the dizziness that was constantly flushed by the memory deep in the brain. He has always been dizzy like this recently, and he doesn't know if he misses He Lang too much ...

He Lang ...

He Lang ...

Lu Yue had been sent home, the tall assistant's face was still terribly gloomy.

After opening the door, he came to the bedroom familiarly, He Lang threw the person directly on the bed, and turned to leave.

Today he was outside and didn't know what Lu Yue said to that Wang Weishan. Although I don't believe what Wang Weishan said about "You love me, I want me".

However, hasn't Lu Yue betrayed himself before?

Now leaning against someone else's arms like that again, can't you believe it?

He Lang smiled coldly. He didn't want to stay in the same room with this person for a moment now, he was afraid he would not restrain himself from strangling him!

But he had just taken a step, but was caught by the corner.

"... Arang?" Lu Yue's voice trembled uncontrollably, like crying and coquettish.

He Lang heard his body froze, wondering whether Lu Yue had found his identity, but he heard the humane behind him: "Alang, I dreamed of you again ..."

dream? He Lang turned and stared at the person who was smiling at him with a smile, and immediately knew that this was the effect of the magic-magic drug.

"Alang, why don't you look happy today? I've always ... always been sullen." Lu Yue's face was crimson, while slowly speaking to her lover while talking unconsciously. Only in dreams can Lu Yue seek the short-term comfort as unbridled as before.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that the person in front of him was not what he had imagined, but the true lover who died.

He Lang changed his mind immediately. He turned back with a sneer, slowly approached Lu Yue, put his hand on his face, and said, "Do you know why I am angry?"

Lu Yue hadn't distinguished the tone in He Lang's mouth. He heard the questioning and answered honestly and dullly: "No ... I don't know. Why is Alang unhappy?"

He Lang zoomed in for a moment. His eyes were like ghosts from hell. He tightly stared at Lu Yue's bewildered eyes. He opened his mouth and said, "Because you-betray me!"

"Because you-betrayed me!"

This sentence made Lu Yue shock for a second like a thunderbolt. Then he shook his head and shook his head as if being stimulated, "I didn't! I didn't! I didn't betray you —— "

"You didn't? Then how did I die?" He Lang's expression narrowed, his eyes staring fiercely at him as if to kill, but there was a charming and cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lu Yue's eyes suddenly became mad and mourned when she heard this sentence.

His Arang died, it was he who killed him, and now Arang came to him!

Lu Yue clutched her hair frantically while crying, and kept saying: "It's all my fault, I blame me ..."

He Langyin's eyes shrunk abruptly, but his tone was unprecedentedly painful: "So, do you admit that you betrayed me?"

"No, I didn't betray you!" Lu Yue cried with excitement at this moment. He leaped forward and grabbed the man's corner of clothing.

He Lang sneered and pushed him away: "Don't betray me? Then you hooked up with Deng Hui? You also designed to kill me, and then pretend to deceive everyone's eyes?" Even he himself was deceived.

He Lang's intention of killing rose sharply, his eyes were instantly covered with blood, and then like a sudden release of his devil, he ruthlessly pinched Lu Yue's slender neck.

In this case, let's die!

Gradually pulling his hands, Lu Yue was hurt by the huge force of his throat, and the breathing channel was ruthlessly clamped. He could only open his mouth to make a painful expression on his face, and soon his face became flushed. .

He opened his eyes and looked at He Lang staring at him with an expression of disgust. At that moment, Lu Yue knew that He Lang really wanted to kill himself.

His lover wanted to kill himself, and Lu Yue's heart filled with unspeakable sadness. This heartbreaking feeling outweighed the fear of death. He even thought that if he harmed himself, he would just pay him this life.

Lu Yue gradually gave up his struggle. He closed his eyes, and although his face was distorted because of physical pain, he had a relief smile on the corner of his mouth.

I'm here with you, Arang ...

Seeing Lu Yue like this, He Lang was shocked inside. At this time, the youth seemed to be out of touch with his soul, leaving only an empty shell and lifeless.

An inexplicable fear suddenly burst into He Lang's heart, and this fear was even more disturbing than his fear of death.

Can't let him die!

As soon as this idea came out, He Lang suddenly retracted his hand.

The rescued Lu Yue gasped, he looked at the still-looking man and said, "Alan, I really didn't betray you ... you believe me ..."

The youth's eyes seemed to begging, but there was no cause for pity. He asked his lover over and over again to believe in himself, and sobbed with guilt.

"If you want me to believe you, then help me find the killer." After a while, He Langjumped openly.

"I will," Lu Yue said firmly.

Lu Yue woke up in dizziness, when the sky was already bright. Lu Yue's first reaction was to watch the time, but when the light from the window penetrated into the eyes, the nightmare-like scene suddenly poured into the brain like a tide last night.

Hard eyes, choking feeling, and cold voice ...

He dreamed of He Lang again last night.

Still very real, bad dream. He was almost killed by He Lang in his dream. He can still remember He Lang's fierce eyes, the force that was clasped around his neck.

neck?

Lu Yue was shocked. He immediately reached out and touched the neck. The touched area was obviously tingling. Lu Yue hesitantly ran to the bathroom mirror and found a dark red mark on his neck.

Wasn't it a dream last night?

Did He Lang really come back to him?

Lu Yue was shocked and delighted, and wondering what he thought, he immediately picked up the phone and called his assistant.

"Mr. Gu?" The man on the phone said quietly.

"It's me," Lu Yue said, "what happened after I got drunk yesterday? Did you send me back?"

The voice over there said hurriedly: "I drove you home after you were drunk. Sorry, I made my own claim."

"It's okay, thank you for sending me back. I will be there a little later over the company. That's it." Lu Yue hung up the phone, still a little erratic.

He knew that last night was ridiculous, but he had a feeling that it was true.

He Lang did return to him, and really wanted to kill him.

Think again and again, all the scenes and conversations of last night were completely remembered.

He Lang's death was artificial. He thought he had betrayed him and mistakenly thought that he had killed him, so he came to find himself.

He finally agreed to help him find the killer.

Yes, it must be.

He Lang was really killed. Thinking of this, Lu Yue could not wait for that person to die. His lover was actually murdered in disgust!

Lu Yue was breathing with sharp pain.

Who and who would kill He Lang?

Who will it be?

"Don't betray me? Then you hooked up with Deng Hui? Also designed to kill me together, and then pretend to deceive everyone's eyes?"

Suddenly remembering He Lang's questioning in his head, Lu Yue's heart jumped suddenly.

Is it Deng Hui?

correct! That day Deng Hui threatened to go to the reception, and later met He Lang there. He Lang died the night after he ran out!

The murderer is Deng Hui!

Lu Yue is like a desperate prisoner wandering in the darkness, only to be afraid and forced to search calmly for clues to the light.

When Deng Hui's hypocritical and abominable face came to his mind, he seemed to have found the only exit.

"Deng Hui ..."

Lu Yue's body was bathed in the sun, but her eyes were already covered with hatred black. He vomited the name and wished to frustrate the man.