Chapter 46: Before Waking Up (4)

Zheng Yuheng was in front of Lu Man, and her way was blocked by her arrogance.
Lu Man stepped back half a step, looked up at him, and asked restrainedly: "Mr. Zheng, is there something wrong?"
Zheng Yu's face was cold and grim, and he signaled: "Get in the car."
Lu Man's face was dull, and without a smile, he said softly, "Mr. Zheng, I'm coming to class."
Zheng Yu, as always, did not have the patience to repeat it again: "Get in the car."
Lu Man didn't move.
Two people froze on the roadside.
They are close to the studio. At this time, people in the studio just go in and out a little more frequently. When a little girl in the studio saw her, she greeted her from afar, and Lu Man had to respond politely.
Zheng Yu looked at the person in front of him and smiled at others. He only said, "If you don't mind being seen by more people here, then I don't mind."
Bare threats.
He determined that she would not want to be found involved.
Lu Man was waiting for Zheng Yu to find him, and he understood his mind.
So she got into his car.
Zheng Yu drove the car to the hotel without a word.
The car will be parked in front of the hotel, the doorman quickly came forward, respectfully greeted: "Good afternoon, Mr. Zheng!"
Zheng Yu nodded slightly, handed the car keys over, and walked into the hotel with long legs. Lu Man followed behind him, maintaining a low-eyebrow expression on his face. Zheng Yu, a habit of turning the clouds over, cannot tolerate others' resistance.
In fact, he does have such capital. Lu Man had seen the system's information. Zheng Yu's background was not simple, and Qiao Jiayan was alone and lonely. He was caught by Zheng Yu and resistance was useless. He always had a way to make her yield.
Unfortunately, she is not the real Qiao Jiayan. For some things, she doesn't have the psychological burden of Qiao Jiayan, nor is she really afraid. All she did was to serve her mission this time.
Lu Man followed Zheng Yu into the elevator.
They went to the top floor of the hotel, a beautiful suite, and the road went in behind Zheng Yu.
Before arriving, Zheng Yu's phone rang.
He glanced at the screen of the phone and said gently: "Stay."
Lu Man was thrown in the living room.
When Zheng Yu came out of the study, it was already close to six in the afternoon.
He walked to the living room sofa and sat down, touched the cigarette on the coffee table, and lit a lazy bed, leaning on the sofa. Lu Man, who was also sitting on the sofa, didn't look at him. He slowly picked up the mobile phone, and his posture was slightly more straightforward than before.
Zheng Yu took a few puffs of cigarettes and said for a while, "You don't have any problem learning to paint, change to another place."
The road was motionless and silent.
Zheng Yu's eyes narrowed and he said, "Don't contact Shen Fei in the future."
Lu Man was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Zheng, I think this is my personal business."
Zheng Yu smiled: "Can't wait to find a new backer?"
At that moment, Lu Man's face was the same anger that was violated, and the volume was also raised: "Is there anything between Shen Fei and me, you know in your heart!"
Zheng Yu just raised her eyebrows inadvertently and took the ashtray on the coffee table. The person sitting next took a deep breath, trying to calm down his emotions and speaking quietly.
She whispered, "Mr. Zheng, in our contract agreement, there was no mention that I was not allowed to have normal social interaction. Please do not interfere with my normal life like this over and over again.
Zheng Yu's understatement: "Would you like to add it now?"
Lu Man tilted his head and looked at his side without saying a word.
Zheng Yu also said: "In the future, she lost contact with Fei."
Lu Man gritted his teeth and responded patiently: "I have no obligation or responsibility to obey all your words."
Zheng Yuxi laughed: "Are you afraid that others don't know your relationship with me?"
Lu Man's face turned red for a moment, and the redness spread to the neck, and his face was completely irritated. However, within a few seconds, she seemed to be calm and with a faint expression, only her flushed face could not hide.
She looked back, sitting with her back straight, and said calmly, "No matter how much I look like Jiang Xue, I will never be her. No matter how difficult you are, I can't change this fact."
This is a real poking in Zheng Yu's heart.
Lu Man's voice had just fallen, and an ashtray next to him was severely hit on the coffee table, and it bounced a few times before rolling to the ground. The huge sharp sound made people flustered. Zheng Yusen's horrible face was filled with anger.
Zheng Yu said coldly, "You'd better be safe, so I want to accompany your mother, I don't mind sending you a ride."
He said extremely terrifying things as simple as killing an ant.
For a few seconds, the whole room was silent.
Until Lu Man said, "Mr. Zheng paid me a lot of money, what's my discomfort? In your eyes, people like me, naturally only recognize money. You pretend that someone like me is a sweetheart, is it really good ? "
Zheng Yu was completely angry.
He laid Lu Man on the sofa, clutching her neck with his hands.
Zheng Yu's face was full of anger, staring at her gloomily. Killing thoughts had moved, he was anxious to choke her to death, the strength of his hands became heavier, and red marks appeared on her white neck. For a moment, however, he saw her eyes.
Calm as water, life and death have been indifferent.
She is begging for death.
When this thought suddenly appeared in Zheng Yu's mind, he froze for a moment.
An instant pause prompted him to completely release his hand.
The man who escaped from the death fell weakly on the sofa, trembling, breathing heavily. Zheng Yu looked at that face with a slight confusion in his eyes. He touched her cheek with the palm of his hand and bowed his head to kiss.
Qiao Jiayan has been with Zheng Yu for half a year, but he kissed her for the first time.
Before even when they were in bed, the two did more intimate things, Zheng Yu never kissed her. He sucked her lips so hard that taste appeared in her mouth, and she struggled to push him away.
Lu Man's refusal brought Zheng Yu back to his heart, but he stopped shortly.
She shrank, raised her hand to cover her face, and the whole person was shaking like she couldn't stop.
Zheng Yuli was beside the sofa, his eyes were deep: "Now that I know I pay you a lot of money, don't mess with me. I made it clear today, no one wants to redeem you, and be honest!
He fell out the door.
The suite was restored to silence.
Lu Man got up from the sofa, and his face was indifferent.
Even though I didn't experience that one myself, the S520 as a system was also frightened. It told Lu Man: "Long Man Sister ... The strategy has moved ..."
After coming into this world, until today, the system's strategy has not changed.
As soon as S520 learned the news, she told her immediately.
Lu Man obviously felt that he would be in a bad mood, almost just breathing out and responding to it.
S520 consciously did not speak, and gave her all the space back.
This day passed, Zheng Yu did not show up for a long time. Just the next day, the card belonging to Qiao Jiayan in Lu Man's hand had another extra money. She did not see Shen Fei again, nor did she go to the studio again.
After the beginning of winter, the weather slowly cooled down day by day.
Zheng Yu appeared in front of Lu Man again, it was December near the end of the year.
The gloomy and long-lasting weather finally cleared, and the road climbed to Zheng Yu, a duplex house on the top floor, to bask in the sun. There are many flowers and plants in the sun room, and there is usually someone to take care of them. The plants are well taken care of.
When Zheng Yu appeared, Lu Man sat in front of the easel and seemed to concentrate on his paintings. Although she knew he was coming, she didn't show the slightest sign, she was totally immersed in the things in her hands.
Across the distance from the sun room, Zheng Yu stood in the distance and looked at her back, and there was an obscurity under her eyes. The flowers and plants in the sunny room were not destroyed by the winter, and they were still alive. People who looked far away felt the same way.
He never showed up in front of her, and she didn't inquire about him. Why did he know that person? He later understood that it might have been drunk, and she turned or accidentally saw the photos in his wallet.
She wanted to use it to anger him, and it didn't matter if he died in his hands. At that time, her mother died. He came to see her and thought she had nothing. Who knew that she had such a thought.
Zheng Yu stood there for a while and finally lifted her foot. When she got close, she found out that she was painting her mother. The painting is about to be ready. The people on the painting are surrounded by big flowers, and her face has a beautiful smile.
Feeling almost finished, Lu Man stopped and held a pen to quietly examine the painting in front of him. Zheng Yu walked silently to the side behind her, she glanced at Yu Guang, looked back at him, and suddenly stood up again.
As if the last cruel thing had never happened, and they met again, both of them could still show peace. Lu Man regained his cautious look, his voice was low: "Mr. Zheng."
Zheng Yu glanced at her and looked at the picture and asked, "Is this your mother?"
Lu Man nodded lightly.
Zheng Yu rarely said something nice: "It's pretty good."
Lu Man also said, "Thank you."
Zheng Yujing walked to a chair in the sunshine room and sat down.
Lu Man went to make hot tea.
Qiao Jiayan has always regarded himself as a nanny to take care of Zheng Yu, and Lu Man has followed suit.
They sat in the sun room and drank tea to relax in the sun.
Zheng Yu asked her, "Your mother wants you to learn to paint?"
Lu Man looked at the painting and shook his head.
Zheng Yu raised her eyelids and looked at her dreamy side. A white turtleneck sweater lined with clean and smooth skin, and her face was as bright as peaches and plums, and she was illuminated by the golden sun. An inadvertent glance made her feel extremely beautiful.
Lu Man was totally unaware, and only looked at the people in the painting. There was an illusion of emptyness in his voice: "When my mother walked, I was told that no matter how difficult life is, I must stand up straight and be a man. I dare not tell her I What did you do. "
Zheng Yu looked down at a cup of tea.
Her voice continued to her ears: "If she knew, she would probably never be willing to forgive me."