"How did you promise me before? You said you would never kiss me secretly again! What were you doing just now? You gangster, you big bad guy!" Gu Nuanci was going crazy.
Lu Zizhong, a man who is becoming more and more shameless, is getting more and more pushy. Just now on the road, he secretly kissed her twice, on the forehead and cheek, which she could barely accept.
But just now, this shameless man went too far. Thinking of what Lu Zizhong had just done to him, Gu Nuanci went crazy!
In the coming days, she won't always be taken advantage of by Lu Zizhong, right? Wouldn't her loss be too great?
Lu Zizhong looked at Gu Nuanci, whose cheeks were flushed red and had completely exploded. He smiled half-heartedly, and held her hand with a look of repentance: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Xiaoci, I didn't mean it just now."
"You farted, why didn't you mean it?" Gu Nuanci was so angry that she cursed.
Lu Zizhong reached out to hug her, but she pushed her away: "Get out of the way! I don't want to see you anymore, you big bad guy, a gangster!"
As she spoke, she stood up angrily and prepared to walk out the door.
But she had just walked to the door when she heard Lu Zizhong's painful voice from behind: "Oh, it hurts so much!"
She looked back and saw that Lu Zizhong was holding his stomach and squatting beside the bed with a painful look on his face.
"Lu Zizhong, don't try this cruel trick on me! I won't believe you!" After Gu Nuanci finished speaking with a straight face, he walked straight out the door.
But just as she came to the door, Zi Zhong's voice inside the house sounded even more painful: "Xiao Ci, I really didn't lie to you. My stomach hurts! Don't leave, okay?"
Gu Nuanci suddenly remembered that Lu Zizhong didn't seem to have eaten much at noon. She stopped in her tracks, turned around and looked at Lu Zizhong again.
"Lu Zizhong, you just ate less food at noon, don't be so exaggerated! Are you lying to me again? Let me tell you, I feel much better now, and some of my memory and IQ are recovering.
You can't fool me!"
Lu Zizhong looked up at her with a painful look on his face: "Really? That's really great! Xiaoci, what memories have you recovered? Do you remember the relationship between us? I am your husband,
do you remember?"
"I——, I don't remember! There is no such person as you in my memory! Your family is so rich, and they said you are still the president of Lu Group, so you must have regular physical examinations. How could you have stomach problems?
Lu Zizhong, stop lying to me here!"
Lu Zizhong sat on the ground with a weak look on his face, still covering his stomach with his hands, and sighed softly: "Xiao Ci, I really have stomach problems. You may not know that I just graduated from college and was killed by my father.
He was forced to take over his position in the Lu Group.
None of my brothers are easy to worry about, especially our second oldest, who makes trouble every day. I am often so busy that I don’t even bother to eat.
As time went by, I started to suffer from stomach problems! At noon, I did eat a little less, and now my stomach really hurts and feels uncomfortable!"
Gu Nuanci looked at his imageless appearance sitting on the ground, and after listening to his words, she suddenly felt infinite sympathy for him.
He is the president of the Lu Group. She has read about his deeds online and in magazines. Indeed, as he said, he is really very busy, with a full schedule of various tasks from morning to night.
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He often has to go abroad for meetings. There are six boys in the Lu family. He has never found a girlfriend. As the eldest brother, he has been supporting everything in the company.
Under such high-intensity work conditions, it shouldn't be surprising that he would suffer from stomach problems!
Thinking of this, Gu Nuanci quickly walked to Lu Zizhong: "How about I take you to the hospital?"