Lu Man's expression changed, and he hurried forward and asked, "What do you mean?"
Jin Chengjun narrowed his eyes, rested his hands on the railing of the stairs, looked down at her and replied: "Literally"
Lu Man pursed her lips, her mind whirled around quickly, and she was about to speak.
"Don't tell me about your father. I don't like to hear it, and I don't want to hear it." Jin Chengjun spoke first and coldly said, "I don't have the patience either."
Lu Man's steps trembled and he said urgently: "Chengjun, can't you help us?"
Jin Chengjun kept walking, went upstairs and went directly to the bathroom
Lu Man couldn't care less about her shyness. Jin Chengjun stepped in, and she chased after him, pleading: "Chengjun, I beg you, please inject capital into Tianyuan, daddy..."
Jin Chengjun turned around quickly and stared at her with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to eat someone. Lu Man was so frightened that Lu Man took two steps back and swallowed back the unfinished words.
Jin Chengjun wanted to ridicule her, but when he saw her frightened like a little white rabbit, with the thin white dress sticking to her body, revealing her exquisite curves, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
"come over"
Lu Man was startled, and retreated to the door, looking at him nervously.
"I said it, don't let me say it a second time," Jin Chengjun said coldly.
Lu Man's heart trembled, she shrank, moved to him step by step, and said weakly: "Chengjun, me"
Jin Chengjun quickly took off his clothes, stepped into the bathtub filled with warm water, threw a bath ball to her, turned around and said coldly: "Brush my back and serve me, maybe I will think about it."
Lu Man took the cotton ball and after hearing his words, her face suddenly turned pale, and a feeling of humiliation arose spontaneously. How could he say such a thing? Who did he think she was?
"Why are you still standing there? If you don't do it, get out of here." Jin Chengjun sneered and said coldly: "If you don't do it, there are a lot of women outside who want to do it."
Lu Man bit her lip and forced back the tears that welled up in her eyes. She moved and knelt in front of the bathtub, soaked some water and brushed his back.
Her movements were slow, and she didn't know whether it was because of the steam in the water or because she was feeling suffocated. The tears she had forced back filled her eyes again and fell into the water drop by drop.
Falling into the water silently
But Jin Chengjun seemed to have eyes on his back. He turned around dissatisfied, grabbed her hand and said coldly: "What kind of widow face are you putting on? I'm not dead yet."