At 7 o'clock in the evening, Lu Boyan's car was parked in front of the "Junsheng Hotel".

The doorman came up to open the car door for Lu Boyan and greeted him politely: "Mr. Lu, good evening."

Lu Boyan nodded slightly, walked into the hotel, and followed the waiter to the private room on the 4th floor.

Unexpectedly, Fang Qize had arrived long ago, and Fang Qize was the only one in the huge private room.

Han Ruoxi did not come, and Chen Yuechuan made a wrong conclusion?

In any case, Lu Boyan relaxed his vigilance.

"Mr. Lu, sit down." Fang Qize signaled the waiter to pour wine for Lu Boyan. The waiter nodded, and a quarter of the red liquid was soon injected into the delicate goblet.

Lu Boyan took off his coat and handed it to another waiter. He just sat down. Fang Qize raised his glass to him. He smiled slightly and sipped a sip of wine to show his politeness.

Fang Qize watched him put down his goblet, held his glasses, and gave the two waiters two big bills as tips: "You don't need your service here."

After staying in this place for a long time, the waiter naturally understood what Fang Qize meant, nodded and thanked him, and left quickly.

This move has a profound meaning. Lu Boyan shook the red wine in the glass: "What are Mr. Fang going to talk to me? Is it inconvenient for others to hear it?"

Fang Qize smiled: "I have carefully read the information about Lu. Although the current situation is not optimistic, I believe in Lu's foundation and Mr. Lu's strength. This is also the reason why I reconsider supporting Lu's loan."

Speaking of this, Fang Qize deliberately paused. Lu Boyan clinked glasses with him and sipped the wine. He spoke slowly: "But you did not sign and approve the loan. What are Mr. Fang's concerns?"

"I'm not worried." Fang Qize smiled, his eyes behind the lenses shining brightly, "I just have a request."

Lu Boyan stopped shaking the red wine in the cup, and his cold eyes turned to Fang Qize: "Please say."

Fang Qize thought for a moment and stood up: "Mr. Lu, you'd better talk to Ruoxi."

The door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, and Han Ruoxi, wearing sunglasses, walked in gently. Fang Qize nodded at her and then left the private room.

In the elegant and spacious private room, only Lu Boyan and Han Ruoxi were left.

Lu Boyan was only slightly surprised: "Miss Han, what are you going to talk to me?"

"How important is Huinan Bank's loan to you now?" Han Ruoxi asked without answering a question.

"It's very important." Lu Boyan said bluntly, "Due to funding issues, Lu's stock price hit the limit, multiple projects stagnate, and new cooperation cannot be negotiated... Without this loan, Lu's will soon face bankruptcy."

Han Ruoxi sat down, staring at Lu Boyan without a moment: "I can help you get this loan."

Lu Boyan smiled meaningfully: "I know." He paused, "What do you want?"

"I want - you!" Han Ruoxi smiled and said bluntly, "Now you are in prison, what else do you have valuable things besides you?"

A cold light flashed through Lu Boyan's unfathomable eyes. He was about to speak, but Han Ruoxi took the lead:

"Don't rush to reject me." Han Ruoxi lit a cigarette, "I don't ask you to divorce Su Jian'an, and I know that this is impossible. I only need you one night. Tomorrow morning, Huinan Bank's loan will be in Lu's account."

"...Why did you become like this?" Lu Boyan looked at Han Ruoxi, as if he was watching a poor lost lamb.

He decided to promote Han Ruoxi at the beginning, not only her appearance and acting skills, but more because of her uniqueness.

The struggle she showed at that time and refused to accept her fate made her feel an unspeakable halo than the female artist who had just debuted. He once thought that Han Ruoxi would always remain proud and become a unique one in the chaos-ridden entertainment industry.

But she was dyed with color by this dyeing vat.

"Why don't you know?" Han Ruoxi smiled bitterly, "Lu Boyan, I became like this today, you are forced to do it!"

As he said that, Han Ruoxi suddenly lost control: "Because of you, I am desperately taking on roles, and I always think about roles when I eat. I hone my acting skills and think that when I shine on the international stage, I will be worthy of you. But what about you? You are married, and you tell me that you love that woman!"

Lu Boyan's expression was faint: "I told you from the beginning that there is no possibility for us."

"Ha..." Han Ruoxi laughed suddenly.

That's right, Lu Boyan clearly told her that she will always be his friend, an artist under his company, but—

"But I'm not willing!" Han Ruoxi almost crushed the goblet in her hand, "You got married without even giving me a chance. How can I be willing?"

Lu Boyan never thought about how to give her a chance after surpassing her friend relationship with Han Ruoxi? Besides, the ambiguity with unclear attitude is not the real harm and disrespect for her?

The words were just on his lips, but after looking at the cigarette on Han Ruoxi's hand, she looked at her almost crazy expression. Lu Boyan knew that Han Ruoxi in front of him was no longer the Han Ruoxi he had first known.

There is no need to explain.

He got up and was about to leave, but the moment he stood up, he was dizzy and felt dizzy without warning.

He subconsciously held the table and then he did not fall down in a mess.

He closed his eyes and tried to wake himself up, but his dizziness became more and more serious. His reason and consciousness were being swallowed up inch by inch.

He was not sick, how could he suddenly do this?

Lu Boyan looked at Han Ruoxi with his last strength. She still sat on the chair in the posture she had just now, not surprised or nervous about his emergencies.

They were doing things in his wine!

Lu Boyan clenched his hands into fists, his nails were deeply trapped in his palms, and only the pain of his skin and flesh could keep him awake.

"Han Ruoxi, what are you going to do?"

Han Ruoxi walked over, gently held Lu Boyan, and stroked his face with proper care: "Lu will be fine tomorrow, don't worry."

What she wants to do is self-evident.

Lu Boyan's eyes sterned, and he opened Han Ruoxi's hand fiercely: "Get out!"

Han Ruoxi was pushed back two steps, and after standing firmly, he suddenly laughed and called out: "His medicine has erupted, come in."

Lu Boyan guessed who Han Ruoxi was calling and saw the knife on the table. Sure enough, the person who pushed the door in a short while was Fang Qize.

Fang Qize came over and supported him: "Mr. Lu, let's go."

Lu Boyan narrowed his eyes, and the next second, he had already swept the knife holder to Fang Qize's throat: "I don't care what your and Han Ruoxi's plan is. Stop now, I can let you go."

"Even if you really dare to take my life, believe me, you don't have the strength now."

Fang Qize seemed to have a fearless tone and grabbed Lu Boyan's hand holding the knife lightly. Lu Boyan tried to make a few moves, but found that he was getting less and less effort.

Han Ruoxi came over and took away the knife from Lu Boyan's hand: "Stop talking nonsense, take him down!"

Lu Boyan's dizziness became more and more serious, and his strength was also lost. He thought of calling.

But if the phone is not mentioned in the pocket of the jacket, even if he can get the phone, he may not be able to see clearly what is displayed on the screen.

Han Ruoxi and Fang Qize took Lu Boyan away from the hotel in a noble manner, and no one on the way noticed the abnormality.

In such places where social engagements occur every day, there are no more than 100 or 80 guests who are drunk and need to be supported to walk every day. Lu Boyan's expression is very drunk, so naturally there are no waiters asking more questions.

After leaving the hotel, a cold wind rushes towards him. Lu Boyan's mind becomes a little clearer. He grabs Han Ruoxi's hand: "Aren't you afraid of being banned?"

Han Ruoxi smiled and said, "I'm not afraid. Even if you don't ban me after you wake up tomorrow, I will be banned one day."

The moment she traded with Kang Ruicheng, she had already made a sacrifice.

After getting on the bus, Lu Boyan gradually could no longer remain sober and his mind became more and more drowsy.

The moment before he lost consciousness, Su Jianan's face appeared in his mind, and he murmured her name unconsciously:

"Jian An..."

Han Ruoxi didn't hear it clearly for a moment and asked Fang Qize: "What did he say?"

Fang Qize could hear it clearly and said hesitantly: "It seems like he is calling his wife's name."

Han Ruoxi's face changed, and her beautiful face was twisted like a poisonous snake.

But the next second, all her resentment turned into a sneer and escaped from her throat-

At this time, I was still thinking about Su Jianan.

Haha, he would never guess that this idea was made by Su Jianan!

An hour later, the car stopped in front of a villa in the suburbs. Han Ruoxi got out of the car and opened the door. Fang Qize then sent Lu Boyan, who was already in a coma, to the master bedroom on the second floor.

Looking at the unconscious man on the bed, Han Ruoxi smiled, closed the door, turned to Qize and said, "Thank you."

Fang Qize took off his glasses: "I have done you such a big favor, but I don't want anything I want."

"I know." Han Ruoxi said, "Don't worry, someone will deliver things to your apartment tomorrow. However, you should be more at ease and don't ruin your bright future."

Fang Qize smiled and looked at the cigarette in Han Ruoxi's hand meaningfully: "You should keep this sentence for yourself."

Han Ruoxi's face changed: "What do you mean?"

"Stop putting it on." Fang Qize lit his chin at Han Ruoxi's cigarette box, "You are clearly touching it too, why bother putting it on? Don't worry, I won't tell you your secret. If you have the chance, let's go together."

The agent didn't even notice her, but Fang Qize had already seen it?

Han Ruoxi stared at Fang Qize tightly, but the young man waved at her with ease to say goodbye, turned around and went downstairs.

After a while, Han Ruoxi calmed down before returning to the room.

Lu Boyan lay on the bed, sleeping heavily, without any coldness and alienation on weekdays, and more like a tired person who goes home to rest.

Han Ruoxi felt an illusion: Lu Boyan has always been here and lived with her.

She sat down beside the bed, leaned down, and leaned on Lu Boyan's chest.

I have known him for so many years and admired him for so many years. For the first time, he was so close to this man, and he did not push her away.

In my heart, I was actually satisfied.
To be continued...