The Real Daughter Was Cheated By General Lu

Two years later, the airport.

Shi Han walked into the airport lobby wearing a sun hat.

She was pulling a small suitcase, wearing an off-white long dress, with slender and round legs, and her slender and beautiful ankles were exposed.

Shi Han's hat was pressed down so that he couldn't see his face clearly, but his good figure still attracted some people's attention.

She had just taken a few steps when she was bumped on the shoulder. Shi Han's hat moved up slightly, revealing a good-looking eyebrow.

Her eyes fell on the man who hit her.

White sneakers, a meticulous shirt.

The cuffs moved up, revealing a section of strong forearm.

Shi Han raised his eyes and saw his face clearly.

The pupils of his eyes are dark, with an inhuman coldness, and the brows are sharp, a bit bad, but his facial features are too outstanding, and his obviously elegant dress adds a sense of restraint|desire.

Shi Han froze for a moment, the appearance of the man in front of her completely matched her liking.

"Are you okay?" the man said in a low voice.

bass! She likes the sound.

But soon she remembered that she still had important things to do, Shi Han came back to her senses, she shook her head, "It's okay."

She has had very little contact with men since she was a child, and she is not very interested in the relationship between men and women. At most, she just appreciates it.

When she ran into a man who fit her aesthetics, Shi Han completely regarded it as a fair encounter.

She nodded to the other party, then turned and left.

Shi Han didn't take the trivial matter just now to heart, and she didn't know how long the man behind her was staring at her.

He stood still, his deep pupils dimmed, like a lion finding its own territory, waiting patiently to mark its own scent.

Until Shi Han's back completely disappeared, a man in a suit appeared next to the man.

He lowered his head and said cautiously: "Boss Lu, the old lady has fallen ill again."

"Yeah." Lu Yan moved his alienated black pupils, "Let's go."

"Yes." Zhang Yu followed behind Lu Yan, thinking about what he saw just now, but still couldn't believe it.

The man in front of him is Lu Yan, the head of the Lu family, one of the four major families. He is only in his twenties and his status is unshakable. He is tough, intelligent and cold-blooded.

In addition to his incomparable ability, his handsome face is also a hot topic in the circle.

I don't know how many noble ladies in Beicheng squeezed their heads and wanted to have something to do with Lu Yan.

After a long time, Lu Yan became bored with the different tactics of the women around him.

Not long after, a woman deliberately fell on him.

The next day the woman's family went bankrupt.

Facing the woman's begging, he didn't show any emotion, leaving only one sentence, "Leave the imperial capital."

In the end, the woman's family left the imperial capital overnight.

From then on, those noble ladies who had thought so much finally rested their minds.

Zhang Yu has been with Lu Yan for nearly seven years, and he is used to his indifference and alienation towards the opposite sex.

But today, Lu Yan actually disguised himself as a college student, waiting at the airport early, just to meet a woman by chance.

What's even more frightening is that he just saw Lu Yan smiling just now.

He had never seen him smile before, maybe other people couldn't notice it, but Zhang Yu had been with him for many years, and he clearly felt the joy he just had.

Just when Zhang Yu was racking his brains to guess the identity of the woman just now, he suddenly felt a chill in front of him, and he raised his head in a panic.

Lu Yan swept towards him.

Those cold black pupils seemed to have insight into everything. Although the scorching hot wind was blowing on him, Zhang Yu broke out in a cold sweat instantly, his mind was blank, and he dared not have any guesses.

...

Shi Zhai was having lunch, and the servant standing aside carefully glanced at Shi Han who was eating not far away.

Her bare skin is cold and white, her red lips are black, her eyebrows are delicate, her fingers holding chopsticks are slender and round, and her every movement is like a beautiful mural.

This was an extremely pleasing scene, but the atmosphere in the living room was tense.