Chapter 122: Don’t dare to love, can’t afford to gamble

During lunch time, Shen Qing ate in the bedroom. Mr. Lu was considerate of her and knew that she didn't like being around many people, so he allowed her to do what she wanted.

After lunch, Lu Jingxing took the cabinet members into the study. Shen Qing was still nesting in the bedroom. During this period, Zhang Yi came up and saw her languishing on the sofa, not as bright as before, and couldn't help but feel sad.

"This matter...," she hesitated.

"It's passed," Shen Qing answered.

Not to mention it, it just rained all night, and the weather cleared up after the rain the next day.

Is it really over? I'm afraid not.

"There was a man lying in front of the police station last night. The man personally told the cause and effect of the incident and handed over a recording document. It was what Zhang Zong said before his death, which is enough to exonerate you. But that man, at ten o'clock this morning Yidian died at the police station, and the reason was... ominous," Zhang Yi came to inform him of this matter.

"Right now, reporters are gathering around the door of the police station to get first-hand information. The police station has temporarily hidden the news of the dead person and will hold a press conference in the afternoon." As soon as Zhang Yi finished speaking, Shen Qing's hand that turned over the books and papers was hard. He was originally careless. His eyes were filled with fear.

Once again, she was conquered by Lu Jingxing's methods.

One stone kills many birds.

Kill multiple birds with one stone.

It's scary to think about it carefully.

Mrs. Lu was framed by someone, and Mr. Lu was furious. He found the culprit and beat him for half an hour until his flesh and blood were bloody. He threw him to Gao Yian. It sounded like a meeting gift, but in reality it was Chi Guoguo's warning. If Gao Yian didn't want to When trouble comes at the cost of lives, the police station is the only option.

The man was thrown into the police station with half a breath left. Knowing that someone was going to kill him, the police station became his only safe haven. Moreover, he was threatened and told the truth, which freed Shen Qing from suspicion and put her on trial. The pitiful position of the victim.

And that man, five hours after telling the truth, died suddenly in the police station. This mess was completely left to the police station. Why? Just because they dared to take his wife away in Qinyuan without warning, wouldn't his paradise-like Qinyuan become a vegetable garden for some people? Come when you want and leave when you want?

The more I thought about it, the more my heart trembled, and the tips of the fingers holding the book turned slightly white.

Someone framed her and died.

Gao Yian wanted to pick up the leak, but he warned him.

The police station dared to take away his wife, risking lives.

At this moment, Shen Qing seemed to suddenly know that this game had just begun.

Lu Jingxing's mind was so clear.

How superb are the methods? There was no leakage from one line to the next, and all those who plotted against her were caught up in him and dealt a heavy blow.

Seeing Shen Qing's face suddenly turn pale, Zhang Yi asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

Shen Qing shuddered suddenly, and then said word by word, "In Jiangcheng, don't mess with anyone, but don't mess with Lu Jingxing." This man was too terrifying, as if he had all the power to kill in the palm of his hand.

It was freezing cold outside, the temperature was almost below zero. The heater in Qinyuan was turned on, and it was as warm as spring. Even if she was wearing a thin dress, she would not feel cold. But at this time, Shen Qing was trembling, shivering, and her lips were thin. White, no trace of blood.

Frozen?

No... She was frightened by Lu Jingxing's superb methods. She could figure out that Lu Jingxing must be doing something underneath.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the police chief held a press conference in person, announced the evidence, removed Shen Qing from suspicion, and put her in the position of the victim.

For a time, the direction of public opinion in Jiangcheng was led away from the direction. Shen Qing became a victim. Even though the dead person was dead, he was still being attacked by thousands of people. His family still had no peace.

Who dares to compare with such superb means of turning a phoenix into a phoenix and turning yin and yang upside down?

At one-thirty, the press conference ended. Shen Qing and Zhang Yi came out of the study and happened to see Xu Han knocking on the door and entering Lu Jingxing's study.

Then he closed the door and whispered a few words to Lu Jingxing where she couldn't see him. Lu Jingxing nodded and tapped the table, indicating that he knew.

In the afternoon, Zhang Yi left, and Shen Qing sat alone on the balcony of her bedroom and read the entire book. It was not until night fell and a thin blanket fell on her knees that she came back to her senses in panic.

Only then did I realize that the sun had set, no wonder it felt chilly.

"Are you done?" Seeing that it was Lu Jingxing, she raised her head and asked softly.

"Yes," he responded lightly, sitting on the side of the imperial concubine's couch, reaching out and looking at the book.

Raise your eyebrows slightly and open your thin lips lightly; "Happy people are all the same, but unfortunate people are different in their own way."

What she was holding in her hand was "Anna Karenina" written by the Russian writer Leo Tolstoy. This sentence was a classic quote in it. Lu Jingxing opened his thin lips and said it, obviously he had read it before, She chuckled, did not answer, reached out and put the book in her hand to one side, looking sideways at the vast night sky.

The cool breeze blew, and he subconsciously crossed his arms. Lu Jingxing reached out and picked her up from the imperial concubine's couch; "It's cold, come inside."

"What are you going to do over there at the police station?" As her mind wandered away, she was curious about what Lu Jingxing would do next, how to deal with this group of people at the police station.

"Eat first," he did not intend to tell Shen Qing too much. In disguise, his wife did not need to engage in intrigues in this power struggle. As long as he was around, protecting her was his basic responsibility.

Shen Qing let him lead her downstairs, walking behind and looking at his broad back, like a soldier's, like a poplar tree in the desert, unusually tall and straight, giving him a sense of security.

Perhaps God felt that the storm in Jiangcheng had passed, so he treated this city extra favorably. The bright moon hung high in the sky, a sight rarely seen in the cold winter, but today, she saw it.

That night, Shen Qing and Lu Jingxing had just finished their meal. Qinyuan welcomed guests. After contacting Shen Qing dozens of times, Shen Fenglin came to visit him personally.

When the guard informed her, Lu Jingxing could clearly see the flash of displeasure in her eyes.

Even a little cold.

When Shen Feng entered this garden villa, he was overwhelmed by its unique advantages and couldn't help but admire it in his heart.

This Qinyuan is really a fairyland on earth, a paradise, with gurgling water and many pavilions and pavilions.

In the study, father and daughter faced each other. "What do you think after this incident is over?" Shen Fenglin asked.

"What do you think I should think?" Shen Qing asked.

She knew very well why Shen Fenglin came. This matter had a huge impact. Although it was suppressed, it was inevitable that many people would take advantage of it. He had long wanted to bring Shen Qing under the control of the Shen Group. This is such a good opportunity. , how could he give up?

"Your surname will always be Shen," he said firmly, looking at her with the unique majesty of a father.

"Really? I'm not the only one in the Shen family, am I?" she asked sarcastically.

"You have to understand that no matter how many children there are in the Shen family, you will always be one of them, and no one can change this fact." When he came, he thought, he must learn with emotion and move with reason. At this time, when he saw My daughter's sarcastic expression and all her good temper disappeared.

I have never forgotten my last name, but as a father, why do you emphasize my last name again and again?

The Shen family? This is the last name she has never heard of in her life.

​But what can be done? Her biological mother has passed away, and even if she doesn't like the surname, she can't change it.

"Whose seat will I take when I return to the Shen Group?" She sneered.

"Vice president? Someone is sitting here, executive director? Tang Chao is here, general manager? Shen Nanfeng is here, which position in your Shen Group is reserved for me? You keep asking me to go back, what will I do when I go back? Be your secretary or a grassroots? "Shen Qing asked all the questions in one breath.

The thing that really makes her find it funny is that here, the Shen Group obviously has no place for her, but Shen Fenglin wants her to go back again and again?

"Chen Fenglin, the human heart is not as good as a snake swallowing an elephant. You can even plot against your own daughter. You are not afraid that you will not be able to enter the underworld after death.

Can't we let future generations worship us? " Her words were passionate and full of contempt.

That day in the study room of the Presidential Palace in the capital, even if Lu Chen didn't say those words, she knew that the Lu family would definitely bring a lot of benefits to the Shen family. What she didn't expect was that the Lu Group deliberately transferred the case in their hands. To the Shen family.

Which case in the hands of the Lu family, the Imperial Group, didn't start with hundreds of millions or billions?

For Shen Fenglin, just one of them is enough, but what about now?

"Karen Shen," a loud shout rang out, Shen Fenglin's expression was forbearing, and his fists clenched in his hands.

"You think I don't know? How much benefits did your Shen Group receive from the Lu family when I married Lu Jingxing? How much blessings and care did you receive from him? Why do you keep asking me to go back? What's your motive?" She was not willing to show weakness and was very angry.

She stared at Shen Fenglin with a hateful face, wishing to tear him to pieces. Outsiders said that Shen Qing was ruthless and unintentional, but how could she be one ten thousandth as good as Shen Fenglin?

No matter what, she would not plot against her family, but what about Shen Fenglin?

From the very beginning, he had been plotting against her. How weak is the relationship between father and daughter?

He seems to care about you. No matter what happens to you, he will always appear in front of you. If interests are placed before family ties, he will definitely choose the former.

How dare she ask for such a father?

"Shen Qing, this is inevitable," his words were cold and emotionless.

No matter who you marry, there will be no less cooperation in the interests of the two families. This is the case for you, and it will be the same for Shen Su in the future. Born into a wealthy family, joining forces is the path you must take in your life. There is no choice, even if If you marry any of the Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li families, the Shen family will have interests with them. As a child of a wealthy family, you should understand this from an early age.

The sudden heartache made her face turn pale. Is it inevitable to betray and scheme against her own daughter?

A good saying is inevitable.

"The tiger's poison doesn't even eat its seeds, Shen Fenglin, you are really powerful," she gritted her teeth and clenched the hand at her side into a fist, sinking her fingertips into her palm, fearing that blood would flow out.

"Must be so tense between you and me?" This was the last sentence Shen Fenglin asked. After getting no response from Shen Qing, he turned around and left the study and said, "If your mother was here, she would definitely not want to see you and my daughter. The wicked are like enemies."

The heavy door was closed silently.

Shen Qing sat on the sofa with his forehead propped up, suffering from a headache.

If Yan Geyao was here, what would happen to Tang Wan? What could happen to Shen Nanfeng?

What else could Lu Jing do?

A single move can affect the whole body. Didn't her life trajectory begin to change after Yan Geyao's death?

It started snowballing when I was six years old, and now it's getting bigger and bigger.

After all, it is difficult to deal with.

I was in a bad mood and wanted to drink more urgently, but I also knew that there was no wine in Qinyuan.

She is so miserable now. Shen Fenglin suppressed her before marriage, and Lu Jingxing after marriage. How can she escape from this kind of life in her life?

That night, the conversation between father and daughter ended on bad terms. Fifteen minutes after Shen Feng left, Nancy went upstairs to clear away the dinner plates.

When he pushed the door open and walked in, he found that the exquisite dinner plate had long been broken into pieces on the ground.

She was shocked, then closed the door and went out, not daring to come forward to disturb him again.

Qinyuan has been very unstable recently. The negative emotions of the masters have made all the servants tremble, and they are always in dire straits.

When Shen Fenglin left, he stood with Lu Jingxing in the courtyard of Qinyuan and said something. Shen Qing didn't know, but he could tell that Shen Fenglin lacked the ruthlessness when talking to Lu Jingxing.

When Lu Jingxing finished his work in the study and entered the bedroom, Shen Qing entered the bathroom. The phone on the dressing table rang. He stepped over and was about to hand the phone to Shen Qing, but unexpectedly the phone hung up, followed by a text message.

When the content of the text message was presented to Mr. Lu, he was filled with murderous intent and his eyes were bloody. It was even more terrifying than when he beat people from living to death with a stick more than one meter long last night.

This fear comes from the bottom of my heart, and I wish I could peek through the phone screen and pull the person down in front of me.

[Lu Jingxing could suppress your rumors in a matter of seconds, why couldn't he suppress your original scandal? Shen Qing, this marriage,

"It was premeditated from the beginning, and you are the victim]"

This short sentence showed all the filthiness deep in Lu Jingxing's heart, as if the unbearable thing deep in his heart had been peeked into.

A text message sent from an unknown number made Mr. Lu murderous.

He reached out and deleted the text message, then took out his phone and went to the balcony.

He must know who this person is. You must know that Lu Jingxing's marriage is something that outsiders can point out at will. There was not much space left for him in the girl's heart, but at this juncture, there were still people "reminding" her every moment. Mr. Lu's face was gloomy at this time, which was particularly shocking.

When Shen Qing came out wiping her wet hair, she saw the gauze curtains fluttering in the wind. She thought the balcony door was open and walked over, just in time to see Lu Jingxing coming in after he had put away his phone.

"Have you finished washing?" he asked, his voice gentle and less murderous than before.

"Yeah," she responded lightly.

"Let me smell it and see if it's clean," Mr. Lu teased her with a smile. Sure enough, Mrs. Lu blushed instantly when she saw her.

He lowered his head and took a sip on her thin lips, "Silly girl, I'll blow dry your hair."

When the hot air from the hair dryer blew on the damp scalp, Shen Qing's heart warmed up. In the past twenty-three years, except for Yan Geyao,

Lu Jingxing is the first person.

As soon as Yan Geyao left, she seemed to be abandoned by the whole world. Shen Fenglin's words tonight made her feel painful and difficult.

Nai, thinking of the past at this time, his eyes turned red unconsciously, he lowered his head, and a drop of hot tears fell on the table, silently.

It looks light, but is actually extremely heavy.

"Has anyone ever blow-dried Ayou's hair before?" After drying her short hair, Mr. Lu lowered his head and kissed the top of her silky hair, treating her like a rare treasure.

"Yes," she said, her words were calm, without any expression, but she still lowered her head.

"Huh?" His voice was soft, as if he was asking who it was.

"My mother," Shen Qing replied, his words were cool.

Hearing this, Lu Jingxing smiled slightly, and his slender arms pulled her into his arms, and whispered, "In the future, how about I take my mother's place?"

He seems to be consulting and deciding.

These words made Shen Qing feel soft in his heart, but two people were softened.

One is Shen Nanfeng and the other is Lu Jingxing.

When she was young, a young man held her hand and said innocently, "You still have me."

But what about now?

Who else does she have?

"Ayou?" Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, Lu Jingxing stepped over and squatted in front of her. It didn't matter if he didn't look at her. This sight made his heart tremble. He reached out to pick her up and sat on his knees, gently Her voice was slow and gentle: "Silly girl, why are you crying?"

"Don't cry anymore," Lu Jingxing comforted her word by word, stretching out his generous thumb to wipe away the tears on her cheeks.

I just felt it was very hot.

"Okay, okay, it's not even June yet! Why do you say you change your face when you change your face?"

They say that a child's face can change as easily as the weather in June, but this is a million miles away from June, and it was fine just now. How can I say that?

Just cry?

"Stop crying. If Nancy and the others see it, they might accuse me of bullying you," Mr. Lu soothed in a nice voice. He looked gentle on his face, but he was very anxious in his heart.

Shen Qing's tears came quietly, without any emotion. After a few months of marriage, he had seen Shen Qing in various ways, but this was the first time that he shed tears. He was both nervous and distressed.

I would rather she yell and cry when she is uncomfortable than wipe her tears silently.

"My dear, don't cry anymore," Mr. Lu lowered his head and kissed her tears, gently and cherishing them every time. The bright moon hung high outside the window, and inside the house, the beauty was crying. His lover lowered his head and kissed her softly and cherished her every time.

When she was burning with desire, Mr. Lu reached out to untie her nightgown and said helplessly and distressedly, "I thought I would give you a good rest tonight."

He was afraid that the cold had not healed yet. After torturing her for two days in a row, the old disease would relapse. But today, the tears made his heart hurt. How could he think so much?

I just want to love you well.

"My dear, stop crying. My heart aches when you cry," he coaxed with kind words.

When he was in love, he heard Shen Qing's charming voice and he called her softly.

"Baby, does it hurt?" Shen Qing at this time, in Mr. Lu's heart, is probably comparable to a porcelain doll.

"It hurts," she said with a hint of embarrassment, grievance, and discomfort.

It hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts, it hurts so much that I can't breathe.

How can it not hurt?

"My fault, my fault," Mr. Lu kissed her tears and stopped.

She reached out and hooked his neck, burying her cheek in his shoulder, crying like a lost and homeless child.

But why she was crying, only she knew.

She was helpless. Over the years, she had been used to freezing her heart. Lu Jingxing stepped in with one foot. She was afraid, but... There is no choice but to obey.

This kind of fear made her like a lonely soul lingering on the edge of a cliff. She would be broken into pieces if she took a step back. She couldn't afford to gamble if she moved forward.

Even though she was losing, what was waiting for her was still broken into pieces.

She was like a fisherman who fell into the sea. She finally waited for a boat to rescue her but did not dare to get on it.

This was the case with Lu Jingxing.

Even though Lu Jingxing stretched out his hand and looked at her with a smile like a flower, telling her: "Don't be afraid," she still didn't dare to get on this ship.

How dare she entrust Lu Jingxing to such a proud man?

Emperors have been ruthless since ancient times, how dare she trust him so easily?

When he woke up the next day, Lu Jingxing opened his eyes. Shen Qing was sleeping soundly in his arms. He turned over and took her into his arms.

He reached out and pulled up the thin quilt that slid to his chest.

On December 22nd, a storm broke out all over the city. The violent storm swept across and caught the entire Jiangcheng population off guard.

For three consecutive days from December 20th to December 22nd, Jiangcheng's front page headlines kept changing, and there was constant news.

[At 1:23 a.m. last night, the Jiangcheng District Police Department transported a deceased person to the funeral parlor. It is speculated that the police station violently enforced the law and injured people's lives]

When Qinyuan's newspapers are delivered every day, they must have been filtered. What's more, Lu Jingxing is home again today. It would be easy for him to prevent Shen Qing from seeing the newspapers.

Next, when Shen Qing returns home, she doesn't like to pay attention to online updates. If she's not working, she rarely lets go of her mobile phone and computer.

So, when she was eating at the dining table today, her phone rang, and after Zhang Yi said a few words in a hurry, she picked up her phone and looked at today's headlines. After browsing, she cast her horrified eyes on Lu Jingxing, only to I saw him drinking milk elegantly from a cup.

Catching her eyes, he reached out to put down the quilt and asked lightly, "What's wrong?"

  What's wrong? Ordinary and casual words.

It's as normal as saying good morning and good night.

He obviously killed someone, how could he do this...

The question she asked Lu Jingxing last night was indirectly answered early this morning. She asked what his preparations were at the police station.

Mr. Lu did not directly answer her words. Instead, a newspaper this morning answered her questions.

That man is dead.

Died in the police station.

He killed the person who hurt his wife, gave Gao Yi'an a warning, and brought a lawsuit to the police station, but he stayed alone and stayed on the Diaoyutai. In this chain of events, he is the biggest winner.

Shen Qing's hand holding the phone broke out in cold sweat, and he slowly wiped it on his dress unconsciously. At this time, Bai Shenxing was wearing an iron-gray shirt, with high sleeves and a slightly open collar, sexy and yet casual.

But this is a person who, after killing someone, can still taste the milk so casually.

She thought that this news should also be written by Mr. Lu.

"Do you think I'm pretty and delicious so early in the morning?" Lu Jingxing saw her staring at him in a daze, and couldn't help but tap the table and said in amusement.

"Did you do it?" she asked.

Although I knew it, I still wanted to confirm it.

She was indirectly sure, but...

Still can't help but want to find out.

When Lu Jingxing heard this, he just smiled slightly, and then said to Nancy who was standing on the side: "The milk is too sweet. Please be careful next time. From now on, my wife will have her three meals a day prepared by a nutritionist. She doesn't have to be the same as me."

After saying that, he picked up the cup and drank the last sip of milk, stood up, pushed away the chair and left, leaving Shen Qing sitting alone in the dining room.

If the answer is not what was asked, you should acquiesce.

A few minutes later, Mr. Lu came down in a suit and saw that she was still sitting in the dining room in a daze. His displeased eyes fell on Nancy.

She was frightened to see it.

"I'm going to the city hall in the morning. You don't have to wait for me to have lunch at noon. Has Maomao been vaccinated?" The first half of the sentence was addressed to Shen Qing, and the second half was asked to Nancy.

"No," she said respectfully, her head lowered, her expression invisible.

Lu Jingxing narrowed his eyes and glanced at her, pursed his lips and said in a deep voice, "Let the people from the pet hospital come up, or send him down."

Obviously, he was dissatisfied with Qinyuan Yongren's ability to do things.

Xu Han was driving, and the third child, Ming Fangjie, was sitting in the front seat. From time to time, his eyes would drift to the person leaning against him in the back seat, sizing him up.

I thought that the gloomy person in the back seat would keep a noodle face all the way to the city hall, but he suddenly opened his gloomy eyes and asked in a cold voice, "What happened to the matter you were asked to investigate?"

Hearing this, the third child's heart skipped a beat and he stammered, "No... find out."

In the entire country m, he is considered the top hacker, but there are people who are more awesome than him, and the virtual accounts they create cannot be found.

He stayed up all night last night and couldn't capture the opponent's ID. It was simply destroying his self-confidence and making others doubt his ability.

"It's time for you to retire," Lu Jingxing's originally cold tone had a murderous tone.

Xu Han unconsciously turned his sympathetic eyes to Lao San, squeezed his sweat, and observed a moment of silence for him.

If he drops the chain at such a critical moment, isn't this looking for death?

No one in the whole Qinyuan knew that the wife had been plotted against, and the husband was so angry that he beat her to death. At this moment, the group of people in the main house were even cautious about breathing, and the third child still dared to come here. Isn't it fun to pluck the hair from a tiger's head?

Ming Fangjie swallowed hard, turned his eyes back, stared straight ahead and did not dare to speak any more, even breathing cautiously.

It wasn't until Lu Jingxing got out of the car and entered the city hall that he started to wail and took out his cell phone and quickly called his boss Yu Siqi, asking him to come to rescue them. If they were late, he might never see them again.

Lu Jingxing stayed at the city hall until almost twelve o'clock. Mayor Zhao invited him to stay for a meal, and he agreed with a smile.

But here, not long after Lu Jingxing left Qinyuan, Shen Qing received a phone call. Maybe there were too many ungrateful people on the other side, which made her voice a little gloomy.

"Mr. Wu came to see me so early in the morning because he was unhappy?" She said coolly.

"Well, I wanted to call you to say hello when I was abroad. However, overseas phone calls are too expensive and I can't afford it. I just came here to express my condolences. Do you mind?" Susan Wu smiled and held the phone. Standing in front of the office window, looking at the tall buildings in front of me, my fingertips slowly drew circles on them, and I could tell that I was in a very good mood.

"What if I say I mind?" She sneered.

"Do you mind? There's nothing we can do about it," she said.

Shen Qing sneered, "Those who show off their power in front of me will not live long, and you are the only one."

She was telling the truth. Everyone who opposed her in the prosperous age would end up badly, but Susan Wu was the only one who stayed and was not harmed in any way.

Why?

Everybody knows it.

She has never thought of him as a good person, not before, not now, and never in the future.

How can bad people show mercy to outsiders?

After putting away the phone, Shen Qing went into the study on the second floor, opened the bottom drawer, and took out the documents about Tang Wan's younger brother embezzling Shen's property and starting a new company, then opened the computer and opened the mailbox, looking at the relationship diagram inch by inch. , just looking at it and thinking about it lasted three hours.

As shrewd as Shen Fenglin was, she was really surprised to have such a scoundrel dog by her side.

He has always put money and interests first, so why would people covet his empire so much?

Either he doesn't know, or he turns a blind eye.

At noon, Nancy came up to call her for dinner. Perhaps because Lu Jingxing was not in the dining room, she couldn't help but ask, "Where is your husband?"

Nancy paused after hearing this, "Mr. said in the morning that he would have dinner at the city hall at noon."

Why don't their wives worry? They forget what the teacher said in front of them.

To say that I don't care is better to say that I don't care about my husband.

But she could see impartially that Mrs. Lu was changing. In the past, she would answer her husband's questions. If he didn't speak, she would be silent all day long. But recently, she would take the initiative to ask about her husband.

At least we have a good start.

After lunch, Shen Qing ordered Nancy to take down her computer and reach out to click on the webpage to check the latest developments of the police station incident. However, she unexpectedly discovered that the city government had already responded to the police station incident on the Internet, which made her look frivolous. .

I'm afraid that this storm will bring down many people.

At 1:30 p.m., Lu Jingxing came back from the police station and saw Shen Qingwo sitting on the sofa with a notebook in hand, looking at something. He reached out and took off his coat and handed it to Nancy. His whole body was filled with cold and he moved closer to her.

At this time, Shen Qing was like a lonely old man, sitting on a wicker chair and resting with his eyes closed, without being disturbed by the outside world. No matter how sonorous his footsteps were, to her, they were just the sound outside the window.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Jingxing walked over and sat beside her and asked.

Hearing the sound, Shen Qing raised his eyes from the computer screen, looked at him, and then turned his bright eyes around him. When he didn't see what he wanted, he asked, "Where's Maomao?"

Hearing this, Mr. Lu raised his eyebrows slightly, stretched out his hand to pull off the burgundy tie around his neck, put it on the back of the sofa casually, looked into Shen Qing's clear eyes and said word by word; "How can you still think about it when the cat is out for a day? How come I don't see you missing me all day?"

Mr. Lu's words contained a little teasing and a little emotion.

When Nancy stood aside and heard her husband asking this, she couldn't help but look up at her wife, wanting to know how she would answer.

She raised her hand to tuck the scattered hair behind her ears and whispered, "The cat is still young."

It means that when you are old enough, you don't need anyone to worry about you anymore.

There's nothing wrong with that.

But such a flawless sentence almost made Mr. Lu so angry that his blood spurted out. What kind of wife did he find? I like cats a little more than him.

"Well, the cat is still young," Mr. Lu agreed to her words while touching his pocket for a cigarette, but found that there was none.

He stretched out his hand and motioned for Nancy to hand over her coat.

Nancy did as she was told, and saw her husband take out a cigarette from his pocket, light it, hold the cigarette in one hand and lean on the sofa, looking at his wife, that look was casual and elegant.

"Ayou, a two-month-old cat is equivalent to a five-year-old child. It's time to run around." Mr. Lu seemed to be very dissatisfied with the words Mrs. Lu just said. He did not forget to act as a teacher to teach her popular science knowledge. .

When Shen Qing heard this, he looked sideways at Lu Jingxing. It should be said that he was knowledgeable! Or should I say he has a small belly? Complaining with a little kitten?

Nancy stood a little closer and couldn't help but chuckle. The way her husband and wife got along was really weird.

"Are you going back to the army tonight?" she asked, changing the subject as she wanted. She didn't want to talk to him about how old a cat is compared to how old a child is.

"Do you want me to come back?" Mr. Lu asked her.

This girl is as thoughtful as an old man in her old age. No matter whether she likes or dislikes her, she will always keep it deep in her heart, even when facing the people closest to her.

When Lu Jingxing asked, Mrs. Lu realized that she seemed to have picked the wrong topic.

After looking at him, he pursed his lips again and said nothing. Mr. Lu was so angry that his heart and liver trembled. He was an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf.

He raised his hand and took a puff from his cigarette, thinking about how he could get along well with and talk to his unfamiliar wife.

Thinking about it, my head hurts more and more.

"Girl," Lu Jingxing called softly, reaching out to pick up the book in her palm and placing it on the coffee table. Shen Qing looked sideways at Mr. Lu with doubts in his eyes.

"Children are more lovable if they are lively and cute," Mr. Lu held a cigarette in his right hand and stroked the top of her hair with his left hand. After a few months of marriage, the word he called her most often was "girl" and he always regarded her as a little girl. Treating children, today, he said, children are livelier and cuter

It's more painful. The meaning of this sentence is obvious.

Shen Qing's heart trembled. She looked at him for a long time, then stood up, her steps a little hasty, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Lu Jingxing's tender offensive almost captured her, but at the critical moment, Shen Qing was afraid. She was afraid that her heart would fall on a superior man like Lu Jingxing.

Just like last night, she was a fisherman in trouble at sea, and Lu Jingxing was the lifeboat, but she did not dare to get on this boat.

Just like at this moment, Lu Jingxing was talking to her with a gentle smile, but she didn't dare to look directly into his deep eyes, for fear that she would get lost in them and get out of hand.

Mr. Lu was sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking at his hastily escaping back, squinting his eyes slightly with deep displeasure in his eyes.

When she turned back to the living room, Lu Jingxing was standing by the window making a call on his mobile phone. The cigarette on his fingertips must have been the second or third cigarette.

She picked up the book and sat on the sofa, reading the book with her eyes, but her ears could hear the sound of Lu Jingxing talking to her in fluent French from time to time.

She had always been focused, but today she was distracted.

This god is also part of Lu Jingxing.

Only once in three months after marriage, how rare is it?

Nancy was waiting on the side, watching her wife's thoughts. In the past, if the wife would calm down and read a book, she would read a book a day. But now, she has been sitting here for nearly ten minutes, and the book in her hand is still there. Staying on the original side, not turning over it yet, I thought to myself that my wife's thoughts flew out again.

Lu Jingxing put away the phone and turned around to see Shen Qing. Knowing that she was in a daze, he wanted to walk over, but the phone in his hand rang again. He glanced at Shen Qing, then took the phone and left the room. On a freezing day, Mr. Lu only wore a shirt. Answering the phone in the yard, I don't seem to feel the cold, the leaves are rustling in the cold wind.

Half an hour later, when he turned around and came in, there was still Shen Qing's shadow in the living room.

"Where's the wife?"

"Upstairs," Nancy answered.

Shen Qing, who knew he couldn't read a book, went to the study room on the second floor and sat on the bench, closing his eyes and concentrating. When he heard the door open, he thought it was Nancy coming in. He didn't open his eyes, but the masculine aura that followed swept over him, frightening him. Her eyes widened, and Lu Jingxing lowered his head and kissed her, his movements gentle and slightly nibbling.

"If you want to sleep, go back to your room. Don't catch a cold," Mr. Lu said softly.

"No," Mrs. Lu refused. She just wanted to relax her eyes.

"Be obedient," Mr. Lu lowered his head and pecked her thin lips.

She wanted to refuse directly, but... Seeing Lu Jingxing talking nicely to him, he agreed.

When he wanted to get up, he was picked up directly and strode towards the bedroom.

He reached out and put her on the bed, took off her slippers, turned around and walked to the balcony door to close the curtains.

At first, Shen Qing thought Mr. Lu really cared about her.

But when Mr. Lu bullied him, he realized that he had been tricked.

Why are you afraid of catching a cold? He clearly wanted to eat her up and wipe her clean.

When Mrs. Lu felt cheated and tried to push Mr. Lu away, he grabbed her palm with one hand, kissed her thin lips gently and said with some forbearance and softness; "Girl, I will go back to the army in the afternoon, be obedient. Let me eat before I go back, okay?"

The last statement was clearly in a questioning tone, but he didn't wait for Mrs. Lu's answer at all.

As he said, this afternoon, Mr. Lu really went back to the army after he was full.