Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Lou Yucheng's eyes flashed and suddenly raised his head.

"What happened to Lan Xiao?"

"There is news from A Lie next to Black Panther saying...Say..." Assistant Joe's heartbeat was extremely fast, and some trembling he wanted to talk.

Lou Yucheng's eyes sank, and he sternly rebuked, "What?"

Assistant Qiao was sweating for a while, and he could almost predict the consequences of Lou Yucheng's hearing of this news.

In the past, perhaps he could not see Lou Yucheng's feelings for Lan Xiao.

But recently, what happened around him made him have to admit that he didn't believe it, Mr. Lou actually liked Lan Xiao a long time ago.

It's just that Mr. Lou, he won't admit it.

Assistant Qiao bit his head, summoned his courage, closed his eyes and quickly said, "Lan Xiao is dead..."

Quiet, the surroundings fell into silence immediately.

It was quiet, almost audible needle drop.

Assistant Qiao opened his eyes slowly, and he saw Lou Yucheng's eyes stained with blood.

He stood up slowly, grabbed Assistant Joe by the collar, and asked in a cold voice, "What did you say, you say it again, I... I didn't hear clearly..."

Assistant Qiao swallowed, facing Lou Yucheng's reaction like this, he was a little flustered.

He quickly trembled: "Lou...Mr Lou...can you calm down?"

Lou Yucheng pushed Assistant Qiao away and sat down on the chair in despair. He pursed his thin lips and smiled faintly.

"Calm...Yes, what I need most now is calm."

While talking, he flicked a cigarette out of his pocket with his hands shaking slightly.

He took the lighter and hit it several times before igniting the cigarette.

White smoke immediately lingered around, and Lou Yucheng's face was a little hazy in that smoke.

Assistant Qiao stood at the opposite side very uneasy, pursing his thin lips, watching Lou Yucheng silently smoking.

A cigarette was quickly consumed.

Soon after, Lou Yucheng ignited the second one.

Unknowingly, a little bit of time passed... Half a pack of cigarettes was almost completely consumed by Lou Yucheng.

In the office, white smoke and the smoky smell are everywhere.

Assistant Qiao was choked and coughed several times.

He saw that Lou Yucheng was about to light another cigarette, and he quickly stepped forward to stop Lou Yucheng.

"President Lou, you can't continue smoking... If you smoke too much, it is easy to harm your body. You have to think about your body..."

Lou Yucheng raised his eyes lightly and looked at Assistant Qiao.

There was a layer of smoke in front of his eyes, and gradually, he felt a trace of trance.

In my mind, a scene from six years ago suddenly popped out.

Six years ago, he was almost fifteen years old.

That was the fourth year he came to Lan's house.

At the age of fifteen, he knew a lot of things and was full of curiosity about many things.

For example, women, such as cigarettes...

At that time, many boys of his age would secretly smoke behind their parents...

He also smokes, but he is different from others in that they have parental care and concerns.

But nobody cares about him.

At Lan's house, although there is no shortage of food or drink, he always feels cold.

That is the cold seeping from the blood and bones.

He couldn't feel the slightest warmth.

At such a rebellious age, he indulged himself and never left his hand every day.

He felt that even if he smoked and got cancer, no one cared about him.

He originally thought so.

But-he was smoking, and Lan Xiao finally learned about it.

With red eyes, she came to him crying and told him that smoking is harmful to health, so he should not ruin his life so much.

He replied at that time, spoiled and spoiled, no one cares anyway.

As a result, the little girl opened her eyes wide, stared at him fiercely, and screamed: "I care, I care very much, can you not do this..."

At that time, he sneered, turned and left.

It doesn't matter how badly she cried behind.

He thought he had forgotten this memory.

Unexpectedly, his mind is now full of images of her sad and crying back then.

At this moment, he suddenly woke up.

In fact, he has not been loved and cared about all the time.

It's just that he has never been unfamiliar with Lan Xiao's feelings.

Lou Yucheng's heart has been flustered.

Panicked and uncomfortable, like a big hand, grabbing his heart fiercely.

The pupils under his eyes were enlarged a little bit. He threw the cigarette in his hand, got up from the chair, and ran towards the door.

Assistant Qiao was taken aback, and quickly stepped forward and took Lou Yucheng's arm.

"President Lou, where are you going?"

"I...I'm going to pick her up, I'm going to pick her home..." Lou Yucheng's voice was hoarse, and he trembled as he watched Assistant Qiao.

A trace of panic flashed across Assistant Qiao's eyes. He didn't want to tell him about it, but now he has to report the truth.

"Mr Lou... don't go, you can't find her."

"What...what did you say?" Lou Yucheng asked in a cold voice with an unformed storm brewing in his eyes.

"Lan Xiao... she had no bones left. First she was scorched to death, and then Black Panther sent someone to throw her into a wolf den in the mountains. Afterwards, A Lie sent someone to look for it, and there was nothing left The torn clothes and some blood-stained bones..." Assistant Qiao lowered his head slightly, not daring to look at Lou Yucheng's **** eyes, and whispered back.

Lou Yucheng's brows furrowed tightly, he couldn't believe what he heard.

His face turned pale for an instant, he clenched his fist and slammed his fist into Assistant Joe's face.

"What the **** are you talking about?"

Assistant Joe was hit by this fist and fell to his knees.

A few drops of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and looked up at Lou Yucheng.

"Mr. Lou, Lan Xiao is dead. In all likelihood, her body was eaten by the wild wolves..."

"Shut up...I don't believe..." Lou Yucheng snarled.

"This is Lie personally called to tell me. If you don't believe Mr. Lou, I will call Lie's phone and you will ask him in person." Assistant Qiao said while dialing with his mobile phone.

Lou Yucheng's fist trembled slightly.

His eyes were fixed on Assistant Joe's phone--

But after a while, the call was connected.

Assistant Qiao asked, and Lie on the phone answered.

Until the whole thing was clearly presented in front of Lou Yucheng, he only felt dizzy circles in front of him.

He staggered back a few times.

At the next moment, he only felt that his heart ached, as if a knife was digging into the flesh of his heart.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, his eyes went dark and he was completely unconscious.

Lou Yucheng had a long, long dream.

In the dream, only him and Lan Xiao.