Chapter 19
Lu Yang's eyes flashed, "Special training."

"Huh?" Yan Ke was taken aback for a moment.

Lu Yang raised his eyebrows, "Why, are you already confident in winning the top three in the design competition?"

"No," Yan Ke realized that the special training he was talking about was for the design competition.

She pursed her lips, her eyes were a little stubborn, "No."

Lu Yang understood the meaning of the two "no" before and after her, and his expression softened a little, "Then let's start."

"Now?"

Lu Yang's eyes turned cold in an instant, and his tone could freeze a person to death, "Why, there is someone important waiting for you to see?"

"Oh, no," Yan Ke shook his head, not realizing that Lu Yang's words were abnormal, "It's not really important."

Lu Yang's face finally returned to normal when he heard this.

Yan Ke continued: "Then we will start when Ge Cancan comes."

Lu Yang's black eyes flickered invisibly, "She doesn't need special training for now, and it won't be too late for her to join after we figure out the program."

"Well, that's fine." Yan Ke nodded in agreement, "Then let's start."

She took advantage of the opportunity to sit next to Lu Yang, and reached out to pick up the materials in front of her. These were all given to her by Zhou Liang. She had been cleaning up the studio before and didn't have time to read them.

Lu Yang looked sideways, Yan Ke was a little petite, but sitting beside him was so harmonious.

When Yan Ke was flipping through the pile of materials, she accidentally knocked over an ornament. She quickly bent down to pick it up, and accidentally touched her forehead.

"Ah!" She covered her forehead with tears rolling in her eyes.

"What's the matter?" Lu Yang heard her cry in pain, and stretched out his hand to pinch her chin to make her look up.

A pair of watery deer eyes looked at him pitifully, and Lu Yang's heart was hit hard.

The hand he held on his chin tightened involuntarily.

Yan Ke was hurt by being pinched, and the two looked at each other, she was almost close to Lu Yang's arms, such an ambiguous posture made her heart beat faster, and her face flushed like fire.

I wanted to speak, but my throat seemed to be blocked by something.

"Mr. Lu?" The girl's unique soft and sweet voice fell into Lu Yang's ears, and he trembled all over, waking up from a dream, and let go of his hand.

"Why are you always so frizzy?" Lu Yang's expression was so calm that no one could see the slightest difference. "I really doubt that you can really win the top three like this?"

His strength was questioned, Yan Ke's stubborn temper came up, and all shyness was forgotten.

She clenched her fists, nodded vigorously, her eyes were firm, "I will do it!"

Lu Yang slowly brought up a smile, and involuntarily lightened his tone, "Yeah."

Yan Ke glared at him angrily, determined to impress Lu Yang.

Compared to Yan Ke, who is full of fighting spirit, Lu Yang smiles a little absent-mindedly, and his eyes fall on Yan Ke from time to time.

The girl had makeup on her face, she was a bit coquettish, she was wearing a dark green long dress, her hair was tied up and tied behind her head with a bow, she was less capable than usual, and a bit more sweet and pleasant.

The sweet fragrance of her body lingered in her breath, and Lu Yang's black eyes were blurred for an instant.

Then he thought of something again, and those black eyes instantly became cold.

She dressed up specially to meet the man just now, and even wore perfume?
"Crack!" The sound seemed to be broken.

Yan Ke was taken aback, his eyelids trembled, "What's the sound?"

Lu Yang's face was stern, he clenched his fists, and said indifferently: "It's nothing."

No matter how slow Yan Ke's reaction was, he could feel it. Lu Yang seemed to be angry.

What's the matter, wasn't it fine just now?
"Oh," she thought about doing something to make the atmosphere less awkward, and pushed the information in her hand to the middle, "the US cabinet has always wanted to suppress us, this time it even invited Bella who came back from studying in France, it seems They attach great importance to this design competition."

Yan Ke thought of Zhou Liang's words and the news mentioned by Ge Cancan, and had some guesses in his heart.

Lu Yang's eyes were lowered, making it difficult for people to see his emotions clearly, but his expression became more and more indifferent.

"Don't inquire about what you shouldn't know." He stood up suddenly, and said with a blank expression: "You just need to show your actual strength during the competition and play well, and you don't need to know about other things."

Yan Ke looked at the back of Lu Yang leaving in anger, and felt very uncomfortable.

Is he angry that she inquired about the Lu family?

"Battah!" Tears fell on the table, and Yan Ke raised his hand and wiped it on his face indiscriminately.

However, it was obviously he who called her over on the weekend.

Lu Yang's hot and cold attitude made Yan Ke feel uncomfortable.

Lu Yang, who left in a hurry with anger, was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his black eyes reflected on the glass window were filled with infinite anger.

He was angry with himself, if he didn't leave just now, he didn't know what else he would do.

This kind of irrational and uncontrollable emotion has never happened before, which makes him fearful and timid.

In fact, he himself didn't know what he was doing. Seeing Yan Ke smiling so sweetly at that man in the mall, such a warm and beautiful scene, gave him the idea of ​​destroying everything.

By the time he reacted, the call had already been made.

Lu Yang clenched his fists and loosened them again and again, and finally turned his head and walked to the design department.

He just walked to the door and saw Yan Ke sitting on the wall, his frail back looked extraordinarily thin under the sunlight.

That kind of uncontrollable pity swept over.

Just as Lu Yang took a step, the phone vibrated untimely. He saw the caller ID, returned rationally, squeezed the phone instantly, turned and left.

When the butler saw the young master's car coming back, he immediately asked someone to open the door.

Lu Yang didn't wait for Zhou Liang to open the door, he came down by himself, and said in a cold tone, "Go back, the driver will pick me up tomorrow."

"Yes, president." Zhou Liang didn't know what happened, but the president came out of the company just now, and he felt exactly the same as when Mr. Lu had an accident.

Lu Yang walked into the villa with a cold face, ignoring a group of low-pressure servants.

A beautiful woman in the living room was reading a magazine leisurely, when she heard a voice she raised her head, with an elegant smile on her face, "Are you back?"

She enthusiastically stood up and told the nanny beside her, "Mother Sun, quickly go and serve out the soup I made for Ayang."

"No need!" Lu Yang refused coldly, and sat straight on the sofa, his eyes swept across the delicate makeup on the beautiful woman's face expressionlessly, "What do you want from me?"

Lu Yang's indifference made the smile on the beautiful woman's face almost unbearable, she turned to the nanny and said, "Go and do your work first."

"Hey!" Mama Sun hurriedly left.

In the living room, only the mother and son were left.

The smile on Mrs. Lu's face also disappeared, her beautiful eyes contained a cold light, and she emphasized: "I am your mother."

"Whether you want it or not, others can only see it as a loving mother and a filial son."

(End of this chapter)

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