"Ma Yingfeng has also come to Nandu. She never does something she is unsure. It seems that she has joined forces with Lu Jianping to point her goal directly to Nandu."

Lu Fan suddenly looked at Liu Yingying: "You have been saying that you are performing a mission, who gave you the mission, and why did you participate in this matter?"

You know, tracking has always been a very risky thing.

Especially following Chen Lu and his wife under the noses of the Ma family and the Lu family, this is a very dangerous move in itself.

"Don't worry about this. I do this naturally have my purpose. I have exhausted me so much in the past two months. Now the task has finally ended, and I have said everything I should have said to you. It can be regarded as completing the final handover. I can also go out and relax and have a stable New Year."

Liu Yingying's tone was not as relaxed as she said. It can be seen that she was just pretending to be calm. After all, so many things have happened during this period of time in Nandu. It would be unrealistic to say that she, the second lady of the Liu family, ignored everything.

"Are you going to see your sister? You can take me all the way, so I'll go too." Lu Fan said.

"No, I've seen her."

Liu Yingying took off her sunglasses, then opened the rearview mirror to start applying makeup, and said, "Now I don't care about family affairs at all. They have their choices, and I also have my choices. My Liu Yingying's life will never be bound by the so-called sense of family mission. I want to live a different way of life, so I am not my sister, let alone anyone else. I am Liu Yingying..."

She suddenly looked at Lu Fan: "Take good care of my sister. It's not easy for her to carry such a big family on her shoulders. If you no longer support her one day, I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on."

"Okay, you can get off."

“I’m going to the airport to travel abroad.”

Lu Fan's lips twitched, but nodded: "Okay, you should go out and play, but given that you have told me so much, I'll give you some advice. You can travel abroad, but don't go to Japan and Europe. There are many enemies in these two places. Be careful that you will burn your body there. It's far from the Atlantic Ocean. I can't save you."

Lu Fan got out of the car, picked up a cigarette in his mouth, and was sprayed with exhaust gas on his face by Bentley GT, and then watched GT leave.

"This hot girl..."

Lu Fan spitted out a deep breath of smoke rings, then looked at the time. It was almost 5:30 in the afternoon.

According to the winter break, Tang Huanxi is about to get off work now. After she gets off work, it means that she has to meet Chen Lu and Tang Guohua at the villa in the Mid-mountain.

But just when Lu Fan was planning to take a taxi back to Jade Valley first, his phone suddenly vibrated. He took it out and opened it. It was the message from Tang Huanxi:

"I went directly to Jinxi Hotel. My mother said she wanted to invite the two of us, and there was also a very important guest."

...

A private club in Nandu.

Deluxe private room.

On the graceful red carpet made of velvet, Tang Sheng and Su Mei knelt neatly on the ground, kneeling in a row, trembling all over. The two of them were also terrified and white with fear, their eyes were filled with fear, and deep fear.

In front of the three of them was a chaise longue covered with white velvet. A woman with elegant temperament was half leaning on it, with an old-fashioned golden cigarette gun clamped with her red fingertips. The white orchid jade cigarette mouth was held in her mouth, and she was sucking white mist from time to time. She was confused with her eyes, as if she was very happy that the smoke penetrated into her lungs, making her feel comfortable all over her body.

"I won't bother with you about bullying Lu Fan before, but if you can't do anything tonight, and see that the person doesn't have, she will be your fate."

Suddenly! On the ceiling behind this middle-aged woman, there was a woman hanging.

The woman is wearing a brand-name and is extremely dazzling. The pair of Philippine high heels hanging in the air are worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, and Patek Philippe, whose wrists are stained with blood, is more than one million.
Chapter completed!