"That's right, it's Song Lian. I often interact with her and we have a very good relationship. I will even bring her to my house to spend the night."
When Lu Zeyu said this, his eyes kept staring at Li Jinshu, as if he wanted to see the flowers on her face.
Li Jinshu said calmly: "That's fine, as long as you like it."
Lu Zeyu's breath sank, and he asked as if he wanted to bite her to death: "You think it's good?"
To be honest, it took Li Jinshu a long time to figure it out after he was released from prison by Mr. Li that night.
I can't compare to Song Lian's status in Lu Zeyu's mind, that's why he kicked me out of the car, and that's why the series of things happened after that. Since I can't compare, then don't compare.
Thinking of this, she said: "Well, if Reporter Song comes to stay at home for the night, I will explain it to her."
Lu Zeyu was troubled, and the corners of his eyes were stained red with anger.
He realized something was wrong with him!
It was okay if Li Jinshu didn't show up, but as soon as he did, he became impulsive and irritable, wanting to humiliate her severely. He looked at her confused and sad look, but had to swallow her anger!
"I told you, I don't like people living next door. You can choose another room."
"I am no longer your secretary, you have no right to order me what to do."
The godfather specially packed the largest room for her, and Li Jinshu didn't want to waste the old man's kindness.
Thinking that he had lost the power to order Li Jinshu, Lu Zeyu couldn't help but look even colder.
Well done!
Lu Wanwan was afraid that Li Jinshu would still be as submissive as before, but now she could drink tea with peace of mind.
As a result, before her mouth touched the teacup, the teacup was taken away by Li Jingchen.
Lu Wanwan asked: "What are you doing?"
Li Jingchen poured her tea and said, "The tea is cold, don't drink it."
"It's just a cup, it doesn't matter." Lu Wanwan muttered softly.
Li Jingchen squinted at her: "You still think you are an eighteen-year-old girl? Can you drink cold water and eat ice cream in the winter?"
"You!" Lu Wanwan hit him on the shoulder angrily.
Li Jingchen let her beat him while he kept making a cup of new tea: "Be good, drink it hot."
Lu Wanwan was coaxed by him and drank hot tea.
The tea was boiling and had a pleasant fragrance, but it also made Lu Wanwan's lips burn bright red.
Li Jingchen's eyes deepened. If there were no other people present, he might not be able to bear it anymore...
"Click——"
"Click, click-"
"Click, click, click--"
A series of "clicking sounds" came from the opposite side, attracting the attention of Li Jingchen and Lu Wanwan.
It turned out that An An was sitting across from them, gnawing on pieces of biscuits and venting his dissatisfaction.
When Lu Wanwan saw that his mouth was full of biscuit crumbs, he couldn't help but take out a piece of tissue paper, squatted next to him, and wiped his mouth: "Eat less, otherwise you will be full later and you will not be able to eat the main meal."
An An was jealous and said, "Mommy only cares about him and not me anymore."
Lu Wanwan was startled and said, "Mommy, no."
"Mommy has it." An An argued in a low voice. He did not dare to speak loudly to Lu Wanwan for fear of making her sad.
"Mommy, don't worry about me." He picked up the milk in the tray with his little hands, as if he was ready to "use the milk to relieve his sorrow."
Lu Wanwan could only watch him drink up all the milk and hiccup.
She patted him on the back and said, "If mommy didn't care about you, she wouldn't have come here."
An An was so relieved by her patting that she said nothing more.