Chapter 23 You haven't seen anything crazier!

Lu Yi leaned against the car door, his black shirt contrasting sharply with his silver hair. He slowly took off his leather gloves.

A cigarette was held between his pale, slender fingers, and his slightly open collar revealed fresh bloodstains on his collarbone, as if he had been injured when he rushed in just now.

The blood was particularly glaring on his sickly complexion, like a red plum blossom blooming in the snow.

His weird appearance adds a bit of dangerous aura.

A casual smirk appeared on his thin lips, like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue: "Sorry, I'm late."

"Lu Yi!" Lu Zhong's face turned pale and he shouted angrily, "What are you doing?! This is a business reception!"

"So?" He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, a hint of malice hidden in his eyes. "You're using this opportunity to let everyone know my sister, and I'm also using this opportunity to meet my sister."

He casually threw the lighter into the car, and seemed to suddenly remember something, "Oh, right, I brought back a gift."

As he spoke, he bent down and got into the car, took out a cake, put it on the table, and took the cake out of the box under everyone's stunned gaze.

"Fortunately, it's not completely destroyed." His voice was extremely happy, as if he really came to celebrate for Lu Qingcheng.

However, when everyone saw the carefully prepared cake, their stunned eyes turned into horror.

On the cake was Lu Qingcheng's face, and her neck was covered in blood and flesh with strawberry jam.

"Surprise~" Lu Yi brought the cake to Lu Qingcheng, "I made it myself, do you like it, sister?"

Lu Qingcheng's legs went limp and she fell onto the stage, her carefully styled hair disheveled, looking like a turkey struck by lightning.

"Lu Yi! What are you crazy about?" Lu Zhong was so angry that his hands were shaking, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

After all, this kid dared to throw gasoline at the family ancestral hall when he was ten years old!

"Crazy?" Lu Yi took the cigarette out of his mouth, held the cake in his other hand and smashed it directly at the champagne tower that had just escaped disaster.

The last stack of champagne tower fell down, and the sound of broken glass was like a pleasant piano, which made Lu Yi squint his eyes and enjoy it.

He stepped on the broken crystals on the ground, stepped on the hood of the car, and stood on the roof. He took out a stack of photos from his pocket, his thin lips curved into a wicked arc, and his eyes danced with excitement and madness. "You haven't seen anything crazier!"

With a wave of his hand, hundreds of photos scattered in the air.

The photos were all of Lu Qingcheng making a scene at the Lu family or in luxury stores.

Several photos floated to the second-floor observation deck and landed at Meng Anran's feet. She lowered her head and glanced at them with a serious expression.

These were all surveillance footage. She didn't believe that Lu Heng had no hand in this.

Lu Yi jumped down from the roof of the car, bent over to pick up a photo, and lifted Lu Qingcheng's chin with the edge of the photo. "So my sister likes people to kneel down to serve her?"

Lu Qingcheng's face turned pale and her voice trembled: "Second brother, you can't make fake photos and slander me just because you can't bear to part with An Ran."

"Are you worthy enough to mention her?" His voice was soft and sweet, but the strength in his hands almost crushed bones. "You are not even as good as a hair of Lu Anran."

Lu Qingcheng was in so much pain that tears were streaming down her face, and she looked at Lu Yi in panic.

Before anyone could react, he ripped off Lu Qingcheng's pearl necklace.

"What are you doing!" Lu Qingcheng screamed and tried to grab it.

Lu Yi let the pearls scatter all over the floor, took out the micro-camera from the main pendant of the necklace, crushed the parts in public, and sneered: "This kind of trick is what Lu Anran left behind."

Lu Zhong's expression became even uglier than before. He raised his hand and slapped Lu Qingcheng in the face. "Explain clearly what this is!"

Lu Qingcheng covered her burning cheeks and tears instantly burst out.

The pearls scattered on the ground reflected a cold light under the lamplight, just like the stagnant atmosphere in the banquet hall at the moment, and like her frozen heart.

"Dad, this is not mine..." Her voice trembled, and her carefully applied eye makeup was smudged into messy black stains by tears.

Snap——

Another slap landed, and Lu Zhong's hands were shaking: "You still dare to quibble!"

Lu Yi leaned against the side of the car, playing with the flip lighter with his fingertips, a faint smile on his lips.

The firelight danced in his eyes, reflecting a bit of morbid joy.

The trick of framing others will never get boring no matter how many times you play it.

"Mr. Lu, I think you should explain the current situation to me first?" Song Chunlai, chairman of the Lihai Group, stepped out with a serious expression, taking this opportunity to suppress Lu Zhong's arrogance!

Seeing the organizer come out to ask for accountability, Lu Yi put his lighter into his trouser pocket with satisfaction and stretched. "It seems that my father has no time to pay attention to me, so I have to leave first."

The moment he opened the car door, he caught a glimpse of a swaying shadow on the second floor. He looked up and saw a few strands of hair hanging in front of his eyes.

The empty observation deck on the second floor was reflected in his eyes, which were like melted amber. He suddenly raised the corners of his lips and mouthed silently, "I got you."

Then he got into the car, started the engine, did a big drift, crashed through the carved wooden door of the banquet hall, and rushed out.

After the incident, he just walked away. His style of doing things is very Lu Yi.

Only when he heard the engine sound gradually fading away did Meng Anran appear from behind the Roman column.

After Liu Zhi finished recording, she scurried over and exported the GoPro video to her phone. "This is definitely the most exciting drama of the year! We've got some breaking news this time!"

When it comes to ruining things, it has to be Lu Yi!

This is why Lu Yi was not allowed to come back to the last Lu family banquet.

There would be no complete party without him.

"Hey, Lu Yi is here to vent your anger this time, right?" Liu Zhi nudged her best friend with her elbow.

The first time Lu Qingcheng attended a formal banquet, Lu Yi came to disrupt the party in a high-profile manner. It was obvious that he did not welcome Lu Qingcheng's return and did not recognize this sister.

Lu Yi had been battling wits and courage with Meng Anran for many years, and he had almost killed her several times, but he had never shown any dissatisfaction with her.

On the contrary, there is a kind of crazy and paranoid appreciation.

Hearing this, Meng Anran slightly pulled up the corners of her lips, but she really couldn't laugh.

She bent down and picked up a photo from the ground. She looked at the detailed surveillance time on it and said lightly, "Lu Heng is back too."

"Lu Heng?" Liu Zhi raised her eyebrows and glanced downstairs. "Then why didn't he come?"

Ming Jing put his hands in his trouser pockets and said leisurely, "If Lu Heng comes, you won't have a good show tonight."