Married to the Male Lead’s Brother

When Lin Tiantian and Lin Mu found Lu Mu's location, they both looked happy and walked over quickly.

"Hello, Mrs. Lu." Mother Lin was dignified and greeted Mother Lu with a smile.

"Aunt Lu, hello, my name is Lin Tiantian." Lin Tiantian squeezed her throat and said hello to Mother Lu in a low voice.

Mother Lu didn't know the two people in front of her. She nodded and looked at the person named Lin Tiantian in front of her. She felt inexplicably repelled, and she didn't like the other person's smile. She subconsciously looked away.

Mother Lin touched Lin Tiantian with her hand, signaling her to behave positively.

As night fell, the banquet was about to begin.

The guests have arrived one after another, and the hall is bright and lively, but at this time outside the gate of the Lu family, it has become quiet instead.

There were only two guards guarding their posts at the door, and Ning Zhi who was standing not far away.

She kept staring at the vehicle and didn't see Lu Jue.

Ning knew how long she had been standing, her legs were weak, her throat was swollen, and her always rosy lips were wrinkling.

She had a fever and was only wearing a thin dress. I don't know if the temperature dropped at night, and she felt more and more cold.

Ning Zhi looked at the shadow she cast on the ground in a lonely way, and before Lu Jue, she planned to go back.

At this time, the surroundings lit up, and a black car drove over.

The car passed in front of Ning Zhi, looking at the familiar face in the half lowered car window, Ning Zhi looked overjoyed, "Lu Jue."

She walked over quickly.

"Lu Jue!"

Ning Zhi ran quickly, the light fog blue skirt fluttering in the air.

In the car, Lu Jue looked out the window, his dark eyes lightly swept across the face of the girl who was chasing the car outside.

The doorman let the black car in.

The car drove into the gate of Lu's house.

"Miss, you can't enter without an invitation letter." The guard stopped Ning Zhi.

"I know Lu Jue." Ning Zhi's lips almost lost their blood.

The doorman thought it was funny. The young master was sitting in the car just now. If the young master really knew the girl in front of him, he would have spoken.

The guard had to repeat: "Miss, you can't enter without an invitation letter."

Watching the black car disappear into the gate, Ning Zhi's eyes gradually darkened.

It was too cold in the summer night. Thinking of Lu Juei's faint glance in the car just now, Ning Zhi was so cold that his whole body shivered.

Lu Jue really forgot about her.

He forgot to blame his sister.

Also forgot to know.

Ning Zhi turned around in disappointment, and she slowly left.

It is difficult to take a taxi near Lu's house, and you need to walk for a while to get to the outside road.

Ning Zhi walked a short distance and stopped, and gradually, her eyes became more and more sour, and the tip of her nose became more and more sour.

Her great treasure forgot her.

Her eyes seemed to be blurred by something, and she sniffed.

"why cry?"

Ning Zhi blinked.

In front of her eyes, a pair of black leather shoes appeared in her eyes, and the man's low voice sounded above her head.

Ning Zhi looked up, only to see Lu Jue in front of him wearing a bright red shirt, his eyes were dark, and he looked at her quietly.

And his hands were tightly clutching his chest.

Lu Jue's eyes fell on the girl's red eyes, and his hands on his chest tightened. He stared at her, "Why are you crying?"

Ning Zhi met his unfamiliar gaze, her nose was sour again, tears finally rolled down uncontrollably, she lost her temper: "You have forgotten me, I can't cry? Should I cry?"

Lu Jue's heart seemed to be scalded by the girl's tears, his chest twitched and throbbed, and there was a restless little monster shòu bit his heart so hard that it almost made him breathless.

The coldness in his eyes was suddenly repelled, Lu Jue stepped forward at a loss, Qingjun's cold face was full of panic, "No...don't cry."

Without a tissue on her body, Lu Jue frantically held his overly red sleeves and wanted to wipe the tears off her face, "I was wrong, don't cry."

As soon as Lu Jue's words were out of his mouth, he was taken aback.

He didn't know where he was wrong, but he always felt that it was his fault to make her cry, and it was a big mistake.

Chapter 112

Ning Zhi's eyes are a little blurry.

Through a layer of water, she saw Lu Jue's eyes full of anxiety and panic, and he was about to wipe her tears while holding his sleeve.

His movements were too jerky and clumsy, and with just a little force, the sleeves rubbed the skin on her face into pain.

Ning Zhi patted his hand off, "You hurt me."

She stared at him, as if to vent the grievances and insecurities in her heart.

Lu Jue wasn't angry at all, he looked at her red eyes, and subconsciously coaxed, "I'm sorry, I'll take it easy."

Instead of using his sleeves, he uses his fingertips.

Under the tree, Lu Jue lowered his head, his warm fingertips landed on the corner of Ning Zhi's eyes, gently wiping the corners of her eyes, his low voice was clear in the quiet night, "I'm sorry, it was my fault. Now, don't cry."

Ning Zhi looked at him quietly, "Then who am I?"

Lu Jue's fingertips were scalded by the girl's tears, and the tip of his heart seemed to have been bitten fiercely, panicking in pain. Hearing her question, he looked at her blankly.

who is she?

Why did he react so much?