With the woman's sharp shout, there were flashing lights around, and the entrance of the parking lot of Jintai Building, there was a lot of traffic, and the woman's scream also attracted passers-by.

Hou Muyan glanced around, and cursed again.

It's not just about touching porcelain accurately, it's still premeditated and framed

Lu Xiaoyou encountered this kind of thing on the first day he returned from the army, these two people had been planning for a long time, and even reporters were invited.

"That seems to be Lu Xiaoyou's nanny car."

"Did you hear it, it was Lu Xiaoyu's (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) that was hit?"

"Did Lu Xiaoyou deliberately let the driver hit her, is she taking revenge on her family for exposing her black history, she is so vicious?"

The onlookers were all talking, some people shouted to call an ambulance, the old man was lying motionless by the wheels, and he didn't know what happened to her.

However, no one dared to step forward to take a look, just because of the man standing next to the nanny's car, he had his hands in his pockets, and his fierce aura made people dare not approach.

Some people saw his eyes, and they shuddered in their bodies.

The man was wearing a trendy black casual T-shirt and black jeans, his hair was slightly long, and his black sideburns were attached to his handsome cheeks.

His dark pupils glowed with scarlet, his fair face set off the cinnabar colored lips more and more vivid, and he looked like a vampire, exuding a violent and bloody aura from top to bottom.

Hou Muyan walked up, bent down, and the woman kneeling beside the old man (身shēn) saw him approaching, and her eyes stared straight at his face.

The man's hand grabbed the old man's shoulder and lifted the old man directly from the ground.

The old man lifted his feet off the ground and subconsciously shook his feet and struggled.

The old man, who had his eyes closed just now, now opened his eyes wide, and his withered hand hit Hou Muyan's arm.

"What are you doing, do you want to fall to my death?"

Hou Muyan smiled coldly, "Isn't this alive and jumping well, which eye did you see that you hit someone?"

He lowered his head and asked the woman who was still kneeling on the ground.

The woman was stunned, staring only at his handsome and bewitching face, but unable to say a word.

"Mu Yan." A faint female voice sounded behind him (身shēn), and Lu Xiaoyou got out of the car.

Seeing her real person, the crowd of onlookers made a lot of movement.

"Put her down."

Lu Xiaoyou spoke, Hou Muyan's fingers loosened, and the old man sat on the ground as soon as he (fart).

Lu Xiaoyou walked up, she stood next to Hou Muyan (body shēn), and looked at the two sitting on the ground with a smile.

"It's really my family, grandma."

"Who is your grandmother, call me (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi)" The old man yelled angrily at Lu Xiaoyou.

Lu Xiaoyou said, "My father is in the Lu family, you are my father's mother, according to custom, I can only call you grandma." ”

In Lu Xiaoyou's memory, Zhu Chengshou's family members are all superb, his mother He Guihua has lived in her hometown for many years, and occasionally entered the capital several times, and every time she brought Lu Xiaoyou a disaster.

In the past, Lu Xiaoyou lived miserably, her father was rich, she had her mother's surname, and after her mother's death, Zhu Chengshou occupied all the property left by her mother.

Later, Yuan Lan married in, and immediately changed her two daughters to Zhu's surname, and gave birth to a son to Zhu Chengshou.

In He Guihua's eyes, Lu Xiaoyou is a person with a foreign surname, reminding He Guihua all the time how wronged her son is to be the son-in-law of the Lu family.

Now, Lu Xiaoyou looked at He Guihua with interest.

Just now, she was still wondering who fabricated her black history to the media, and now the culprit was sent to the door by herself.