Young Master Lu's Warm Wedding and His Lovely New Bride

Feng Lulu was lying on the bed, staring at the dark night outside the window in a daze. She did not want to close her eyes. After closing her eyes, she would see pictures that made her uncomfortable and hear the sounds she didn't want to hear.

Suddenly, soft footsteps came from outside the door.

It's Alpine coming.

She immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

The footsteps were getting closer, and stopped by the bed.

Immediately after the mattress moved slightly, he sat down on the edge of the bed again.

She couldn't help feeling tight, worried about what he would do to herself, how should she react?

She felt his hand touch her cheek, she resisted the urge to open her eyes, and only waited for him to make the next move, she pretended to roll over and hide.

But he didn't have the next move, he just stroked her face and looked at her like that.

Gradually, even the air began to fill with sadness.

He just kept watching, until Feng Lulu almost couldn't help opening his eyes, the mattress finally moved again, and he retracted his hand and stood up.

Then there was a slight chair moving, and then the room became quiet again.

Feng Lulu opened her eyes slightly, and she was startled when she saw the scene clearly in front of her.

Gao Han moved a chair to sit by the bed and guarded her.

She hurt him just now because of her resistance in the bathroom, that's why he was like this.

He can obviously be angry and can leave her alone, why should he stay by her side in this way?

Feng Lulu couldn't help but tears from the corner of her eyes. She knew that she shouldn't think of him anymore, but how could she give up the feelings she had accumulated for so long?

"Feng Lu, Feng Lu..." he whispered from the ear.

She opened her eyes and saw in her tears that he had left the chair and came to her, her expression anxious.

"What's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?" he asked with concern.

Feng Lulu let out a "um" cry, she didn't need to explain too much because of her discomfort.

Gao Han sat down beside her, hugged her into his arms, and asked her to use her arms as pillows, "It will be more comfortable this way," he said.

Feng Lulu let out a soft "um", but tears flowed out again in despair.

Why did God make such a joke with her?

Why would he kill her parents?

"Go to sleep, Feng Lu, nothing will happen, I will always be by your side." His gentle voice sounded again.

Feng Lulu closed her eyes and let the tears keep rolling down.

Perhaps his embrace was too warm, she fell asleep unconsciously, and when she opened her eyes again, it was already dawn outside the window.

She was still in his arms, but he fell asleep leaning against the bed.

He was so tired, he ran around all day, and guarded her until midnight last night.

Feng Lulu got out of bed gently, pulled the quilt onto him, and quietly left the room.

**

Xu Donglie did not expect Feng Lulu would come to him.

He usually lives in an apartment in the city, um, to be precise, when he is dating a woman.

He opened the door and saw that Feng Lulu was standing outside, and immediately closed the door again.

"Xu Donglie..." Feng Lulu was puzzled.

"Wait a minute." Xu Donglie's voice came from inside the door, followed by a strange movement, and then the door was opened.

"The room is a bit messy, I'll clean it up." There was a thin sweat on Xu Donglie's forehead.

"Xu Donglie, I'm actually here..."

"Wait a minute." Suddenly Xu Donglie found a woman's dress in a corner of the sofa, ran over like a whirlwind, and quickly stuffed the dress into the corner of the sofa.

Feng Lulu was somewhat curious and poked her head inside.

Damn it!

Xu Donglie wiped the sweat from his forehead and squeezed out an awkward smile: "...I swear I haven't brought a woman here for three months!"

That dress has been out for a long time!

Feng Lulu didn't understand why he said this, she faintly pursed her lips: "Xu Donglie, can I speak?"

"Yes, of course!" Xu Donglie nodded quickly.

Feng Lulu took out a marriage certificate from her bag, "Can you find someone to check this for me?"

Xu Donglie opened the marriage certificate in doubt. The people in the photo are Feng Lulu and Gao Han.

Xu Donglie was overjoyed, with a disdainful expression on his face: "I told you that Gao Han was not reliable, but now I finally figure it out?"

"Master Xu, the marriage certificate is real." However, Xu Donglie asked the person to call and say.

"Impossible!" Xu Donglie snorted, "The date on the marriage certificate is wrong. I checked. At that time, Gao Han was performing a mission overseas, unless he could come back to collect the certificate."

Feng Lulu listened, her heart cooled down a little bit.

This marriage certificate was arranged by Su Yicheng, you can check it in the system.

As for the date, it was mainly to hide Feng Lulu, so after adjusting the date to "amnesia", I never thought that Feng Lulu would ask Xu Donglie for help.

Not long after that, the person called again: "Master Xu, you are right, the marriage certificate is fake, but the person who applies for the certificate is an expert, and I really can't ask it without spending a little more."

A trace of pride flashed across Xu Donglie's eyes.

"Feng Lulu, what am I talking about? Gao Han even lied to you with his marriage certificate, and..." He turned his head and suddenly saw the tears on her face, and her arrogant voice suddenly became short, "And...I I think he might not lie to you anymore..."

Inexplicably speaking for the rival.

Feng Lulu wiped away her tears, "I'm sorry, I lost my mind, but thank you for helping me figure out the truth."

She took back her marriage certificate and prepared to leave.

However, Xu Donglie couldn't worry about her desperate look.

"Feng Lulu, it's hard to come here, why are you rushing?" Xu Donglie walked to the door ahead of her, embracing her arms, blocking her path.

Feng Lulu was startled: "You...I...what do you want to do?"

Xu Donglie raised the corners of his lips: "How can I help you see the true face of Gao Han, you have to thank me."

"How do you want me to thank you?" she asked.

Xu Donglie looked at her wantonly, she was seen uncomfortable, and she stepped back subconsciously, avoiding his gaze sideways.

"You..." she protested with a blushing face: "Talk as you speak, don't stare at you."

"Don't think about it crooked, I'll just see if you can put on my mother's dress." Xu Donglie was rather serious.

Feng Lulu's beautiful eyes are full of doubts: "Why should I wear your mother's dress?"

Xu Donglie shrugged: "Because I want you to accompany me to the ball, but I don't want to waste money buying a dress for you."

Feng Lulu:...

"You will thank me, right?" Xu Donglie raised his eyebrows.

Feng Lulu didn't refute. She really didn't want to go back to face Gao Han, so she could accompany him for a cutscene.

But she didn't expect Xu Donglie to bring her to the bridal shop.

And it was the shop where Luo Xiaoxi accompanied her to choose her wedding dress two days ago.

There is a photo at the entrance. The person in the photo is wearing the pearl wedding dress she bought, bathing in the sunlight in front of the window, as if the emperor descended from the earth.

That's right, the person in the photo is her.

She tried on the wedding dress that day, and the proprietress Lisa caught this scene with her mobile phone.

"Lulu, this photo is so beautiful, can I hang it in the store?" Lisa asked her at the time.

"Of course." Luo Xiaoxi answered for her.

The wedding was gone, she thought she would never see the way she wore it again, she didn't expect to meet by chance here.

After stopping the car, Xu Donglie stepped in and was instantly attracted by this photo.

But after watching for a long time, a trace of anger gradually appeared in his eyes.

Why doesn't Gao Han cherish such a beautiful girl?

Feng Lulu, he has secured it!

"Lulu!" Lisa greeted her with enthusiasm, but when she saw her standing with Xu Donglie, a trace of doubt appeared in her heart.

Just now Xu Donglie called and said that he wanted to take away a dress treasured by his mother.

She thought Xu Donglie would bring her girlfriend, but Feng Lulu had a wedding yesterday...

Lisa is the person on the scene, and she only has doubts in her heart.

"Lisa, you take her over." Xu Donglie said.

Lisa nodded, "Master Xu, wait a moment here." She took Feng Lulu's hand and walked in.

"Lulu, where are you going?" After arriving in the fitting room, she asked tentatively.

"Xu Donglie has a partner, I will help temporarily." Feng Lulu replied quietly.

She seemed to know nothing.

Lisa opened one of the cabinets, and the dress inside instantly caught Feng Lulu's eye.

This is a dark blue suspender dress. The neckline is a small ruffle, and the style is a slim fishtail. The whole skirt is decorated with diamonds, which not only makes the fabric more draped, but also looks like A piece of starlight was scattered.

"Lisa, why is this here?" Feng Lulu asked curiously.

Lisa smiled slightly: "Master Xu didn't tell you that his mother is a painter, and this dress is just one of her works."

After a short pause, she added: "The winning work of the international competition champion."

Dear girl, she can only mention up to here.

Feng Lulu blinked, thinking of Xu Donglie's very disgusting tone just now, there seemed to be something wrong.

For a moment, Feng Lulu stood in front of the mirror.

The girl in the mirror was radiant and noble, even Feng Lulu didn't dare to recognize it.

Who is she?

Why does she go through all this?

What was the voice that often appeared in her mind and asked her to kill Gao Han to avenge her parents?

She couldn't help closing her eyes, thinking about the various experiences these days, a pain in her heart felt.

Tears rolled down involuntarily.

Suddenly, a warm embrace wrapped her, "Don't cry, the makeup is all spent." A gentle voice reminded her.

Feng Lulu opened her eyes and saw herself in the mirror being hugged by Xu Donglie from behind.

She trembled all over and hurriedly withdrew from his embrace.

The soft and sweet fragrance in his arms suddenly disappeared, and Xu Donglie felt lost.

He raised his thick eyebrows and looked at Feng Lulu: "Fortunately, you can put it on, otherwise I'll have a headache about what clothes you are wearing. Go away, don't waste time."

When he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out, unlike the appearance of hugging and comforting her just now.

But after turning around, his disdainful face immediately changed into a deep loss.

Feng Lulu couldn't help but curl her lips, such a beautiful dress looked like a rag in his mouth, what a prodigal!