Nanjing Lock

Subculture rebellious girl x suit thug daddy Little bad guy x big bad guy "You are your own cold-blooded weapon." Early yesterday morning, many Hong Kong media collectively broke the news that Lu Yizhou, the leader of the Lu Group, was deeply involved in a sex scandal, forcing him to sponsor female students as lovers for ten years. This confirmed his reputation as a black-hearted philanthropist, and his reputation affected the stock market, which continued to fall... As of 8 o'clock today, Mr. Lu still has not responded to this. Netizens are trying to find clues about the female student. After entering the name of the female student who is sponsoring, they find that this person is not found on the entire network and the information is blocked. That night, Bai Ge stepped on the leather sofa with his riveted boots, leaned forward, and pulled the Nanjing lock that was hidden under the man's suit shirt: "You are still wearing it after all these years?" The girl's dyed blue hair was flamboyant, and the cold metal ring touched the man's skin. Her eyes were playful and provocative, "If you don't clarify, you will really go bankrupt." Lu Yizhou raised his eyes with a tired and unfocused expression, "What are you clarifying?" The man's slender and bony hands restrained her waist, held her in his arms, leaned over and kissed her, "You and I have been in trouble for a long time." ———— Five years ago, Bai Ge was lying on her back in the infinity pool on the top floor of a luxury cruise ship. From this position, she could look at the brightly lit port, which was as gorgeous as day. After bidding farewell to the impoverished sea town, her clear eyes revealed her longing for a new life in the future. Bai Ge swam to Lu Yizhou like a free little fish. Watching the man lighting a cigar, the girl also had some reverie in her heart, "Lu Yizhou, what kind of relationship do we have now?" Lu Yizhou casually pinched the cigar with his thumb and forefinger. The scarlet color disappeared into the night. As he slowly exhaled, the smoke filled the air. His low and clear voice reached her ears through the moonlight: "You're in bad luck." One sentence destroyed all her beautiful romance. But it's not certain who will be unlucky. The copy was screenshot and archived at 4 a. M. On August 6, 2024 Intention: Growth is a lifelong matter