The car restarted and Tang Xinluo was taken directly to the Imperial Palace.

The Royal Mansion is located in the most expensive area in the city center. It is a 188-story building and the entire building belongs to the Royal Group. Here, it is the world headquarters of Royal Palace Group.

The Royal Court Group is the top chaebol in China and the world. The president of the Royal Palace Group is known as Chen Shao, and the Lu family calls him Lu Ye. He is also the real ruler of the Lu family, the head of the family, Lu Yuchen.

The exclusive elevator went straight to the top floor, and Meng Ze took Tang Xinluo to the door of the president's office.

"Master Lu, the man has brought it." Meng Ze knocked on the door lightly, stood at the door and said respectfully inside.

"Let her in."

A cold voice came from the door. Meng Ze gently opened the door of the president's office and bowed to invite Tang Xinluo in.

For some reason, looking at the slit door that had been opened, Tang Xinluo suddenly felt a sense of fear.

Does she really want to go in?

Once this step is taken, perhaps, it will be an endless entanglement for a lifetime.

Thinking of the man's hot embrace and his domineering kiss, Tang Xinluo knew that she might be making a deal with the devil.

"Please, Miss Tang." Meng Ze gently urged her, Tang Xinluo glanced at Meng Ze subconsciously.

With a tough expression on Meng Ze's face, Tang Xinluo understood that he had nowhere to go.

Yes, she can't escape.

The loser who was swept out by her family, the stupid woman who was calculated by her ex-husband, now she has no position to say that she disdains the other's help.

She needs Lu Yuchen, not a man, but his power and background.

She must go in even if she seeks skin from a tiger.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Xinluo finally opened the door and walked in step by step.

This is an office with a huge area, with a wide view and no gorgeous and exaggerated decorations, but masterpieces are hidden everywhere.

On the ground, a thick gray pure wool hand-made carpet is laid, and the dark sofa is made of the top leather.

The wall farthest from the door is decorated with floor-to-ceiling glass. On the side close to the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a large desk.

Behind the desk, there is a leather chair with its back facing the direction of the door.

Obviously, the man who had had a relationship with her for two nights was sitting behind that leather chair.

The first two times, although he was close, he couldn't see his face clearly because of blocked vision.

This time...

Tang Xinluo reflexively supported the frame glasses and walked over carefully.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, the leather chair finally turned around, and the man's exquisite and handsome facial features were revealed.

The black hair was meticulously combed behind his head. The man sitting in the leather chair had the broadest shoulders, the sexiest collarbone, and the most abstinent face.

He was squinting to observe Tang Xinluo's reaction, and there was an undisguised flame in the pitch-black pupils.

Such eyes seemed to swallow her up, domineering and ostentatious.

Even though he had been mentally prepared for the first time, Tang Xinluo's heartbeat still missed a beat uncontrollably when he confronted Lu Yuchen's strikingly perfect facial features for the first time.

She knew that he was more masculine than Lu Qinghao before she could see his appearance, but only when she really saw his features, she understood that some people should be born kings, and they should stand at the pinnacle of power. .

Tang Xinluo's gaze paused on his face for several seconds, and finally, reason made her withdraw her too explicit eyes.

"Young Master Chen." She barely calmed down and forced herself to squeeze a smile at him.