Huanong pulled on his slippers and headed to the kitchen. As soon as he reached the door of the kitchen, he saw Lu Jingan wearing a valuable white shirt and cooking.
He untied millions of watches and placed them on the stove aside.
The bright lights in the kitchen outline the outline and bones of the man, and he is born with the aura of a king. Lu Jing'an, when he was a teenager, was full of high spirits and beautiful scenery. He was the kind of person in romance campus novels that others could fall in love with at a glance. The male protagonist.
In his twenties, ten years have passed, and the years have taken away his high-spiritedness, turning his glory into a calm and aloof one, and the male protagonist of campus novels has turned into a domineering male protagonist in presidential novels.
Huanong sometimes wonders how someone like her who doesn't believe in love could get involved with a clean man like Lu Jing'an.
A person covered in mud had defiled the gods and Buddhas, and this feeling of guilt crept up in her heart from time to time.
All over her limbs and bones.
Lu Jing'an felt Huanong's gaze and slowly looked back, and saw Huanong leaning against the kitchen door with his arms folded: "What are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking, what virtues and abilities do I have to find a man with a good figure like Boss Lu, a strong waist, and strong arms?" It was such a big iron pot that he bounced it like a balloon.
"You are making dirty jokes with me in the kitchen. Do you want to have sex in another position?"
The atmosphere became increasingly ambiguous. Huanong rubbed his nose in embarrassment, stood up straight and walked to Lu Jingan. He looked at the contents of the pot and asked, "Fried noodles?"
"kindness."
"Why do you suddenly want to eat this?"
"I wanted to eat it, so I went to the entrance of Ganggao in the afternoon and found that the row of old shops had been demolished. So I came back and made it myself."
Huanong glanced at Lu Jing'an depressedly: "Where was our first date?"
The man glanced at her, somewhat surprised that Huanong still remembered this incident: "It's hard for you to still remember."
"But in my impression, that restaurant is not delicious!"
"It's not the taste that I miss."
"Then what do you miss..." Huanong stopped asking, vaguely already knowing the answer.
It was a place where we had our first date. Since the food wasn’t delicious, what I missed was the people.
She wanted to leave, but Lu Jingan turned off the fire, circled her between the stoves, and asked her in a low voice: "Why don't you ask anymore?"
"Now that I know the answer, I naturally don't want to ask anymore."
"Then tell me, what is the answer?"
"Boss Lu, you don't love me, do you?" Huanong was straight-tempered and said nothing. The way Lu Jing'an recalled the glorious past was really surprising.
"What if it's love?"
Huanong stretched out his hand to wrap around his neck, but suddenly saw the oil stains on his collar. He stretched out his hand and twisted it: "Then be prepared to be defrauded of money and love."
"Is it so cruel?" Lu Jingan looked at her, trying to understand her intentions.
"Well, I'm a scumbag!"
Lu Jing'an laughed softly, held her shoulders, and brought her into his arms: "Huanong, remember what you said."
Just as Huanong was about to say something, Lu Jing'an pressed her waist and turned her over, making her face the stove. He handed the spatula to her hand: "You can't just eat for free, work."
Huanong didn't show any pretense and put the fried noodles in the pot onto the plate. Even though he was unfamiliar, he did it.
"Taste it."
Huanong looked at the fried noodles on the plate, a little afraid to eat them.
"Are you afraid that I will poison you?"
"Kinda, how about you take a bite first?"
Lu Jing'an laughed angrily at her: "Let me test the poison. You have accumulated good deeds in your previous life."
Huanong remained silent and waited for Lu Jing'an to take a few bites before he dared to move his chopsticks.
Not long after, a bowl of fried noodles came to the bottom. It tasted great and suited the appetite of a picky person like Huanong.
After eating, I felt a little bit unsatisfied.
He held his chin and looked at Lu Jing'an: "Have you studied?"
"No."
"Are you too powerful?"
Lu Jing'an took a tissue and wiped his mouth, speaking in a casual tone: "What is Mrs. Lu referring to?"
Huanong: .....Is it useful to call the police? This shit is driving.
"Generally, if a man is not good at something, he would like others to praise him for that aspect. Which aspect does Boss Lu want me to refer to?" Huanong dropped the topic leisurely.
The man chuckled softly, put the tissue in his hand on the table, and glanced at Quinlan. The latter understood, came over to clear the table, and ordered the servant to pour a glass of water and pass it to the two of them.
Lu Jing'an took the cup and headed towards the living room, Huanong followed closely: "When are you going to finish Huo Fangjie's matter?"
"The Huo family's funds will be collected as soon as they arrive."
"Did they raise funds?" Huanong was surprised.
"Fan family," Huo Lang and Fan Chun originally planned to join forces to take over the Hua family's property. However, the Hua family's foundation was too strong and it was not something that ordinary people could swallow unless they had capital support.
I wanted to take the opportunity to climb up Lu Jing'an's big tree, but I didn't. Now I'm fine, waiting to be tricked.
"Do you want the two families to deal with it together?"
"You don't want to?" Lu Jing'an took a sip of water, pointed to the position next to him, and motioned for Huanong to stand over.
"I never thought about it, but I don't want to see Huo Fangjie jumping around anymore."
"Don't you want to be a capitalist? Capitalists don't surround themselves with love."
Lu Jing'an drank the water in the cup and handed the bottom to Kunlan behind him. He waved his hand and signaled her to go away: "Once the funds from the Fan family are transferred to the Huo family, they will never come back. The Fan family is gone. Once the capital chain is turned over, it will be in my hands, and by then, won't Fan Yini, Huo Man, and Huo Fangjie all become your subordinates?"
Huanong thought, no one could beat Lu Jing'an for his deep scheming and conspiracy.
This man played with Xianyun and played hard with the Huo family and the Fan family.
These two old foxes met Lu Jing'an in their previous life, and they also accumulated good deeds in their previous life.
"Mr. Lu is awesome."
"You should plan for your wife."
Huanong choked: "No, who knows what you are planning!"
"Ma'am, the phone is ringing."
Kunlan came over with her bag, and Huanong took out her mobile phone from under a pile of broken items. When she took it out, she didn't know where the phone case was stained red. She casually took off the case and handed it to Lu Jingan.
"What's wrong?"
"Lu Jing'an is with you?"
Huanong raised his eyebrows: "Wait a moment."
Huanong took the phone and walked away: "You said it."
"I saw Chi Xian and Xu Wei together."
Huanong's facial features wrinkled together, and Chu Mi glanced at the people on the roadside: "Do you also find it strange? If Lu Jing'an took over the case of Xu Qing suing Huo Fangjie, then the employees should be together anyway, and It’s not Xu Wei!”
"Take a video and let me see."
After Huanong finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Chi Xian's live broadcast asking for help was caused by domestic violence. Some people even picked her out on the Internet. Fortunately, Wei Shi will control public opinion, and the stories picked out are all positive news, praising her for her clear mind and accurate gaze when looking at men. of.
In less than a week, if you open any social platform, the headline will be the word domestic violence.
