935. Chapter 935 From now on, I am a stranger thirty-two
Xuehu's whole body went cold at this question.
He walked into Lu Yifan's study with a playful smile, "Hey boss, our Qingqing family is too shameful. I'll teach her a lesson later, so don't get angry here."
Zhao Qingqing's words just now moved him so much that he felt heartbroken.
I have not had a mother since I was a child, so I must have felt uncomfortable when I said those words. I really wanted to see her right away and hug her tightly.
"Are you going to teach her a lesson?" Lu Yifan raised his eyebrows and looked at Xue Hu, asking uncertainly.
'Haha' Xue Hu laughed dryly, "I'm working hard, and one day she will be submissive to me."
Well, ever since that year when she tried to have sex with her while she was drunk but failed, when she saw him again it was like seeing an enemy and she was always cruel to him.
What a misstep that will lead to eternal regret.
Yifan Lu took a deep breath and exhaled it heavily, then reached out and took out a cigarette from the open metal cigarette box on the table, lit it and started smoking.
Smoke filled the air around him. He looked at Xuehu and asked in a deep voice, "Have you found anyone?"
Xuehu nodded and said "Yeah", then turned and looked at the door, "Come in."
Hearing him shout, a tall man appeared at the door and walked towards them calmly.
The man was wearing a white shirt and black suit pants.
He walked to the side of Xue Hu and stopped.
Lu Yifan's sinister eyes looked at the man who came in carefully up and down, and then he slowly said: "Let's say something."
"Let's say something." The man said exactly the same thing as Lu Yifan.
There was no expression on his stern face.
Hearing the man's voice, Lu Yifan's dark eyes flashed with surprise.
"Let's listen to a longer sentence." As he spoke, he glanced at the speaking surface in front of him, picked up a piece of paper with a paragraph of text and handed it to the man, "Just read this out."
The man took the paper with both hands and read out the words on the paper verbatim.
After he finished reading, he put the paper back on the table and waited for Lu Yifan to speak.
Yifan Lu held his chin in his hand, thought for a moment, and waved to him, "Go ahead."
The man nodded slightly to Yifan Lu, then turned and walked towards the door.
After he went out, Yifan Lu made a gesture to the person standing at the door.
The door was closed.
Xuehu hurriedly approached Lu Yifan and asked, "Boss, what do you think?"
Yifan Lu nodded with satisfaction, "Well, there is almost no difference in the voices, and the body shapes are similar, but there is one thing that is troublesome."
He frowned as he spoke.
Xuehu asked: "What?"
Lu Yifan replied: "Temperament, my noble temperament."
"..."
The corners of Xuehu's mouth twitched and he stood up straight in boredom.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the sitting man, thinking: Your noble temperament is innate to God. If you can imitate it, you will be worth a lot of money.
But this is really troublesome.
Lu Yifan thought for a while and said to Xue Hu: "Improve his temperament before the wedding. At least he must be one-third of my master."
Xuehu nodded, looking embarrassed, "Ahem, I'll try my best."
Yifan Lu was very dissatisfied with his answer, his eyes darkened, "It's a must."
Xue Hu immediately stood up in a military posture and replied with a sonorous voice: "Yes."
"Boss, do you really want to divorce your sister-in-law?" Xue Hu asked with concern, "Are you willing to do so?"
Yifan Lu raised his head and stared at him angrily, and asked: "Can you get around me if I don't leave her?"
