ally wanted to know, what other means could Gu Changqing use against herMr. Li extinguished her cigarette, still feeling sorry: "To appease those parents, Wen Man, you can only leave the Music Center...In the elevator, several bodyguards surrounded Lu Qian.

Huo Mingzhu was squeezed against the edge of the elevator. She was delicate and petite, and she had just eaten three sleeping pills and had her stomach pumped. She looked very fragile.

She rubbed her body against Lu Qian eagerly.

The bodyguards all looked fierce and menacing, blocking her way. The little girl looked very wronged.

Lu Qian spoke: "Let her come over!"

Clearing a path, Huo Mingzhu squeezed next to Lu Qian. She made a silly face at the bodyguards, looking quite adorable...

Lu Qian couldn't help but remember the small milk bottle in her bag again.

He smiled softly.

His original fatigue had eased considerably. He thought to himself, "This is the magic of young girls, isn't it They can relax both body and mind!"

Lu Qian's hotel suite is very, very large, about 300 square meters.

Inside, there is even a small gym.

He was very busy, so after entering he ordered dinner to be served. Then, Ms. Liu went to make the arrangements.

In less than half an hour, a table of sumptuous Hunan cuisine was pushed in by the chef. Lu Qian didn't even raise his head while still looking at the files, only saying in a faint voice, "Girls these days all love spicy food, no problem, right"

"No, no!"

How could she possibly...

The meal was shared by three people. It's obvious that Liu, the secretary, is Lu Qian's confidante. During the meal, she was very good at reading the atmosphere and would occasionally make a few witty remarks.

Hu Mingzhu doesn't like spicy food very much.

She ate a few bites and her throat burned. Her eyes got redder.

The little girl finally couldn't hold it in, poking the water-boiled fish in her bowl and quietly resisting, "Why do we have to eat at a hotel suite! The spiciness will take ages to dissipate!"

Hmph, what a little girl likes to eat.

It was Lu Qian who liked spicy food himself!

Lu Qian had noticed it earlier, but he hadn't said anything. The look on Xiao Shazi's face, flushed red, was quite amusing.

He glanced at Liu's secretary.

Ms. Liu understood immediately and smiled, "Because Mr. Lu's identity isn't suitable for dining openly! It seems you don't like this very much, I'll order something else for you!"

Huo Mingzhu's eyes welled up with tears: "I want to eat fried chicken, and I want to drink milk tea!"

She added, "Wen Man used to often fry me snacks!"

She moved out of Wenman...

Lu Qian smiled softly: "You're not too stupid, little fool."

He whispered to Ms. Liu, "Get her a fried chicken and a milk tea!"

Ms. Liu was actually quite surprised: Mr. Lu wasn't usually such a good-tempered person. Everyone else always catered to him, and there had never been anyone who coaxed a little girl like this before.

Still fried chicken and milk tea……

But no matter what, the fried chicken and milk tea are here.

Huomingzhu sat down on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, eating with a strange sense of satisfaction... Luqian has always had a small appetite, so after immersing himself in a certain realm for nearly 20 years, he can still maintain such a figure and temperament.

He just sat there, looking at the pretty young girl.

She was raised very well by the Huo family.

I just took medicine yesterday, and I was arguing with my ex-fiancé just a moment ago. Now I'm happily eating fried chicken. Life is so carefree.

Lu Qian was actually a little jealous.

The table had already been cleared. Liu, the secretary, whispered in Lu's ear, "Mr. Lu, they're here. Do you want to see them now"

Lu Qian nodded.

Liu's secretary hesitated: "Is that going to the study"

Lu Qian thought for a moment: "Here's fine, it's not that important anyway!"

Huo Mingzhu heard them talking. She swung her legs and smiled, "Uncle Lu, you'd better get busy first. Let's talk about our business when you're done."

Liu's secretary couldn't help but laugh.

This little girl, what could she possibly have to do with Mr. Lu....

Lu Qian didn't say anything.

Later, he met with several groups of people, all elites in their 30s and 40s.

It looks so pretentious!

But there was a particularly beautiful woman, full of allure. As she left, she glanced at Huo Mingzhu and asked, "Mr. Lu, who is this"

Lu Qian disliked being scrutinized and said faintly, "Just a junior!"

……

Huomingzhu wanted to plead for her brother.

But won't Uncle Lu get tired from meeting so many people

Later, she couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep on the sofa, clutching a pillow tightly in her arms...

……

As night fell, Lu Qian saw off the last group of people.

He was very tired, but he was used to having a glass of red wine when he was tired to ease his fatigue.

The suite was dimly lit.

Lu Qian had changed into a suit, black and formal, looking quite composed.

He held a glass of red wine, watching the girl on the sofa. Light from outside streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a rainbow of colors around her like a layer of glass. She was beautiful.

He thought, how could there be such a good sleeper of a child.

so innocent and naive, not a bit of defense!

Probably because his gaze was too intense, Huo Mingzhu woke up. She rubbed her eyes and got up, kneeling on the sofa.

She was slender.

A white long dress, with hair as dark as ink.

So beautiful, where does she look like a child...

She recognized the man before her and called out like a kitten, "Uncle Lu!"

"Awake"

Lu Qian put down his wine glass and smiled faintly: "Sleeping in a stranger's room, are you not afraid"

Huomingzhu's cheeks were flushed from sleeping for so long.

She lightly tugged at her hair and said matter-of-factly, "Don't be afraid, you are my big sister's uncle... I call you Uncle Lu!"

Lu Qian took a step forward.

He could reach out and touch her hair, as soft as clouds.

But he just stood there.

Mingzhu knelt on the sofa, tugging at her unruly hair, her voice soft: "Uncle Lu, how old are you"

Lu Qian looked at her kneeling, and some pictures flashed in his mind.

He smiled lightly.

Mingzhu was a little dazed: Uncle Lu's smile was so handsome! In fact, she was never short of good-looking men around her. Her brother was as handsome as one in ten thousand, but Uncle Lu's smile was different, very handsome and masculine.

Her heart beat faster.'s Day, even though she knew he had a meeting and had to work. But Qiao An could get him to come over with just one phone call.How dare she think that after two years... they would cut off all contact...