Yan Guiyu felt a little distressed: "You don't want to do everything by yourself. Don't you have Mo Zhan and Yuan Ling? Let them do whatever you can. You also have secretaries and so many assistants. To support them, just let them do it." Those who do things, don’t feel sorry for them and make yourself suffer.”
Lu Jindong smiled and said, "I know, I can make arrangements for work, but I'm a little busy today and forgot to check my phone."
Yan Guiyu thought about it, and it seemed to be the case. Her son had never said before that he would not answer her calls or reply to her messages. Even if he did not receive the call or see the message at that time, he would reply to her later.
Yan Guiyu said: "It's good if you can make arrangements. Your grandma and a few cousins are coming tomorrow. I originally wanted to tell you, but you didn't answer the phone or reply to the message. I couldn't find your person either. I had to ask Mo Zhan to transfer the message to you, did he tell you?"
Lu Jindong said: "As I said, I will pick you up on time tomorrow."
Yan Guiyu nodded and asked, "Have you had dinner?"
Lu Jindong said: "After eating, I am too busy today and a little tired. I will go back to my room to rest first."
Yan Guiyu said nothing more and urged him to rest quickly.
Lu Jindong went upstairs with his coat, went to the bedroom first, hung the coat in the closet, then sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette.
After a night of indulgence last night, he slept all day, but he couldn't sleep at the moment. After smoking a cigarette, Lu Jindong went to the study.
After Lu Jindong left, Fu Shijin first cleaned up the mess on the dining table and then went to the kitchen. Although it was not often occupied, the tableware and pots were complete.
Fu Shijin opened the refrigerator and took a look. The oversized refrigerator was filled with ingredients, milk, bread, meat, dumplings, pasta, etc. from top to bottom.
Was he afraid that she would starve to death?
Prepare so many things.
Fu Shijin closed the refrigerator door and went upstairs.
It was the same master bedroom as last night. The bed was messy and the ground was a mess. She had put away her clothes, but his clothes were still thrown there, looking ambiguous.
Fu Shijin resignedly tidied up the bed, tidied up the floor, and then put away Lu Jindong's clothes.
When she picked up his pants, her face turned red.
She had slept all day and was not sleepy for the time being. She opened her suitcase and took out the dirty clothes she wore yesterday. The outer clothes were washed in the washing machine and the inner clothes were washed by hand.
After washing her own clothes and then Lu Jindong's, she was completely relieved after hanging them on the clothes drying rack.
You can't put too many clothes in the washing machine at one time, so she washes her own first.
After drying her clothes, she took Lu Jindong's clothes without daring to wash them.
Afraid of washing it.
Fu Shijin thought for a while and called Lu Jindong.
Lu Jindong glanced at the incoming call, paused, and quickly answered: "What's wrong?"
Fu Shijin asked: "Can your shirt and suit be washed in the washing machine? And your coat, do you want to wash it?"
Lu Jindong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you doing laundry?"
Fu Shijin hummed.
Lu Jindong said: "It can be washed, it's okay."
Fu Shijin asked: "It won't be damaged by washing, right?"
Lu Jindong curled his lips: "No, how about you wash my hands for me?"
Fu Shijin said subconsciously: "I have already washed one by hand."
After she finished speaking, she realized what she had said. She blushed and hung up immediately.
Lu Jindong held the mobile phone and naturally understood what she meant. She had already washed one piece by hand. There was no need to guess what it was, because she asked if the shirt could be machine washed, if the suit could be machine washed, and if she wanted a coat. Machine washable, but I didn’t ask...
Lu Jindong thought about that scene, she was scrubbing his clothes...
The body instantly tensed uncontrollably.
Lu Jindong put down his phone and took a deep breath. It was really... a torturous little thing.
