Su Jianan is embarrassed.

Can she say that it was because the scandal between Han Ruoxi and Lu Boyan was very popular at that time. She thought they were really together and were in a very bad mood. She even had to be desperate for a while?

So when she saw the question on the outline of the question "Will there be any difference between a female forensic doctor and an ordinary girl's outlook on marriage? Will this profession bring some trouble to your spouse selection?", she only answered one sentence:

I have no plans to get married.

She really didn't want to get married at that time. She had a job she loved and could support herself, with family and friends, and could enjoy herself when she was alone. Getting married... Anyway, she wasn't a marriage with Lu Boyan, so there seemed to be no need.

If I had known today, she would have confessed to Lu Boyan in the interview...

The inner thoughts were so clear that Su Jianan was quietly concealed. When she turned around, she had already thought of a way to respond to the sharp questions from the reporters—

Snuggled up to Lu Boyan, "Well, I thought someone didn't want me at that time!"

It is better to say that he is acting cute than to be a sweet and cute person. Lu Boyan naturally smiled and took Su Jianan into his arms. The inadvertent pampering in his actions released 10,000 points of harm to the single dog.

Su Jianan replied without any airs. The editor-in-chief relaxed and pointed to the cookies on the coffee table: "Mrs. Lu, the aunt just told me that this was what you roasted in the morning. Is baking your own hobby? Or is it because Mr. Lu likes to eat snacks?"

"Well... he doesn't like it at all." Su Jianan glanced at Lu Boyan, "But this is indeed my hobby. One day I will conquer him!"

Only Su Jianan dares to conquer Lu Boyan?

The editor-in-chief captured the smile that flashed through Lu Boyan's eyes with sharp eyes. His expression became soft and doting, and was different from the legendary cold-blooded and heartless Lu Boyan.

She smiled and ended the interview: "I tasted it just now. It's not flattery. Mrs. Lu, the cookies you bake are really better than those baked in the bakery outside. Mr. Lu will definitely like it!"

When I was sending the editor-in-chief and the reporter out, Aunt Liu packed two cans of Su Jianan’s cookies to them, saying that it was Su Jianan’s explanation.

After saying thank you and getting in the car, the female reporter had a big idea: "Editor-in-chief, do you think Lu Boyan and Su Jianan are really so happy? Will they actually play their own things like what is written in the novel? They are pretending to be their love?"

"You want to say that they are pure business marriages without emotional foundations?"

"Yes, yes!" The reporter nodded violently, "Editor-in-chief, that's what I mean!"

"You are still too young." The editor-in-chief poked the reporter's forehead, "First, Lu Boyan does not need to use marriage to consolidate his career. Second, love cannot be played. It can be made from small eggs to paper bi, but feelings cannot be made fake. If you pay attention just now, you will find that Su Jianan is very dependent on Lu Boyan, and Lu Boyan is willing or even happy to let her rely on him. He is very spoiled by Su Jianan. Your idol, Queen Han, has no hope."

The female reporter was depressed: "Wait, maybe there will be a big reversal! Let's not talk about this for now, I am looking forward to tomorrow night!"

The next night there was a cocktail party held in a villa on the outskirts of the city to warm up the magazine's release.

Those invited to attend the reception were interviewed by the first magazine, and some people from the financial and fashion industry. A large number of reporters came early because they received the news that it was the second time that Han Ruoxi and Su Jianan appeared on the same occasion tonight.

The last time the two wore the same clothes at the Lu family's anniversary party, Han Ruoxi suffered a crushing defeat in dressing for the first time. It was silent in the United States for several months before no one mentioned it again.

It is said that Han Ruoxi's team was very careful this time and started to choose clothes, customize jewelry and finalize makeup for her early, so that she could win beautifully!

Su Jianan was worried at home about the dress in a wardrobe.

Recently she discovered that Lu Boyan and Su Yicheng had a common interest - buying her clothes.

Su Yicheng likes to buy it for her when he sees it, and Lu Boyan likes to find someone to customize it for her. The designer only uses the design draft carefully drawn by him once, and only one piece is customized according to her size. He said that in this way, there is no need to worry about wearing the same clothes as others, and his wife has to wear unique clothes in the world!

So every once in a while, clothes were delivered. Before I knew it, the wardrobe was almost impossible to hang, and Su Jianan was dazzled and couldn't make up his mind.

Lu Boyan came in at some point, picked up a light pink skirt that was knee-length, and handed it to Su Jianan to signal her to change it.

Su Jianan blinked: "Why is this?" In fact, she doesn't like pink clothes very much.

Lu Boyan said for granted: "I have been wondering what it would look like when you wear this skirt. Wear it for me."

His face became a little hot, but Su Jianan still changed into a skirt as he spoke, turned around in front of Lu Boyan, and asked in anticipation: "How is it?"

She is naturally white in skin, and the pink fabric makes her skin look like cream. Her straight and slender calves are exposed, and her ankles are as slender and fragile as she is, making people feel urge to care for for no reason.

Pink always reminds people of youth. Su Jianan was like a student who had just stepped out of university. She looked more immature and ignorant when wearing this outfit. If she didn't take out her marriage certificate, no one would believe that she was married.

Lu Boyan's Adam's apple moved, and in a blink of an eye he took out a conservative sky blue long skirt from the wardrobe: "I changed it."

Su Jianan didn't understand why, "Why?" Although she didn't like pink clothes, she looked... well, it wasn't ugly.

But Lu Boyan avoided her gaze and said almost arrogantly: "No, it's changed!"

Su Jianan stared at him, vaguely understood what had come over, and said with a smile: "If you don't change it, I'll wear this one!"

Dare not to listen to him?

Lu Boyan narrowed his eyes dangerously, but his eyes fell on her tender red lips and white collarbone. Every place was temptation. With a thought, he lowered his head and kissed her.

"Um..." Su Jianan was pressed to the door panel of the wardrobe and could not move. The familiar masculine aura surrounded her. She gradually lost her mind in his kiss...

Lu Boyan couldn't stop savoring her tenderness and every inch of beauty. I don't know when I found the zipper of the skirt without hesitation, "We won't go, huh?"

His kiss, his movements...hinted that something could not be more obvious.

Su Jianan grabbed Lu Boyan's tie and smiled innocently and charmingly, "But you promised someone else that you will definitely attend tonight."

Lu Boyan's eyes were indeed deeper, and his breathing was getting more and more obvious. He bit Su Jianan's lips with love and hatred, and his voice sank a little, "You did it on purpose."

Su Jianan loosened his tie, leaving only innocent people on her face: "What purpose? I'm going to put on makeup!"

After saying that, she slipped to the dressing table and saw Lu Boyan's dangerous expression in the mirror. She silently calculated that her life would be in danger today...

When Su Jianan put on his makeup, it was just right. The two of them set off from home. After half an hour's drive, the car stopped in front of a magnificent villa.

The villa is obviously carefully arranged inside and outside. There are tall and handsome waiters standing at the gate. The banquet is held in the villa because of the cold weather, but the garden is still beautifully decorated with various atmosphere lights. The villa is brightly lit, and melodious music is heard from time to time, accompanied by bursts of laughter and joy.

The waiter trotted over to open the car door for Su Jianan. She took Lu Boyan's hand and got out of the car. A gust of cold wind blew over, and she couldn't help but shivered.

Lu Boyan tightened the collar of Su Jian'an's coat. This action was photographed by the photographer. In a blink of an eye, several reporters had already come over.

"Huh? Mrs. Lu, your dress today is very beautiful. It seems that there is no such style on the market. Did Mr. Lu specially customize it for you?"

"Mrs. Lu, your style today is very different from before. Is it because Mr. Lu likes you to dress like this?"

Su Jianan was so cold that she couldn't speak, but just grabbed the collar of her coat tightly to prevent Hanfeng from entering. Lu Boyan hugged her and could not break through the siege.

It was not until Shen Yuechuan came out with the security guard that they successfully entered the villa.

When he handed the coat to the waiter, Su Jianan heard someone outside calling out: "Han Ruoxi is here!"

Su Jianan subconsciously looked out. An Audi was parked outside the villa door. Han Ruoxi, dressed in a gorgeous costume, got off the car slightly. She was surrounded by reporters and cameras in an instant. She pulled the black coat draped over her shoulders, and smiled and slowly answered the reporter's questions.

Su Jianan only has one problem: the coat is just like this, and it has aura, but it can't even be blocked by the wind. Han Ruoxi... isn't it cold?

Artists are extraordinary people who are different from ordinary people, and it is true.

Shen Yuechuan whistled and pulled Su Jianan's attention back, looked her around, "It's very beautiful." There was a bit of frivolity like a romantic noble man in his tone.

As expected, the next second, Lu Boyan's cold eyes came, and Shen Yuechuan escaped wisely, otherwise Tian knew where he would be exiled by Lu Boyan to be a coolie.

A young man came over and thanked Su Jianan for agreeing to an interview with their magazine. Su Jianan remembered that his surname was Tang and had played with Lu Boyan. He had forgotten more of it, but he still greeted him in a familiar way, saying hello, "You're welcome."

"You can't be polite." Tang Ming said, "If you hadn't nodded and agreed, I probably wouldn't have invited President Lu in my life. Alas, you guys can do whatever you want, I'll go and greet the media."

The media have all followed Han Ruoxi in.

Su Jianan didn't have the chance to see clearly just now, but now, you can see Han Ruoxi wearing a luxurious blue floor-dragging dress at first glance. The sexy design perfectly outlines Han Ruoxi's beautiful figure but is not exposed at all. She has carefully taken care of her burgundy curly hair. When she walked in, she looked straight and saw no squinting. When she met an acquaintance, she just nodded and smiled, noble and alienated.

Su Jianan has to admit that Han Ruoxi is really like a queen who came from ancient Europe. When she looks at people, she seems to be looking down on ordinary people.

Among the people she knew, I'm afraid that only the cold Luo Xiaoxi could compete with Han Ruoxi.

"Ruoxi," the reporter seized every opportunity to interview Han Ruoxi, "Are you still single at the moment? Do you have any plans to find a boyfriend?"

Han Ruoxi suddenly glanced at Su Jianan, and with just one glance, the reporter was in agitation and looked forward to Han Ruoxi's answer.

"I have no plans to have a boyfriend or get married yet," Han Ruoxi replied with a smile, "For a few years, I will still focus on acting career. In fact, I have always been afraid that I will become a certain kind of woman: I am thinking about how to dress up every day so that my husband can shift his attention from work to himself. Or touching the wrinkles on his face, worried that if he will be disliked by his husband when he gets old, I only believe that time will turn me into a better and more worthy of love."

"Ruoxi, do you mean you will live for yourself forever?"

"That's right." Han Ruoxi smiled more confidently and pointedly, "I won't deliberately cater to men's tastes."

"But sometimes women should be softer," the reporter said. "Of course, it does not mean weakness, but the unique tenderness of women."

Han Ruoxi shrugged, "Look at me, a big man, I will become an ostrich in the eyes of others. It is not suitable to take the gentle route."
Chapter completed!