Chapter Twenty-Three: Wash This Woman's Face
Wen Wen turned around, and as soon as she opened the door, a few guys eavesdropping outside the door pounced on her at once.
“......”
"We didn't mean to ...... here"
Seeing them blushing and explaining in a panic, they couldn't cry or laugh warmly, and turned to Lu Jingchuan and said, "I'm sorry, the people below are not sensible." ”
Then they left the office together.
When waiting for the elevator, the assistant Qianqian couldn't help it, and suddenly rushed over and gave a warm hug.
"We made it!"
"Yes," Wen Wen patted the little girl on the shoulder, "I would like to ask everyone's opinions, do you want to have a meal together in the afternoon, I please." ”
This time, she ate two points of Lu's family, and the bonus performance of TS is indispensable to hers, so you can't grind and chirp when you treat yourself.
"How about staying at that Jinsheng restaurant?" Qianqian quickly browsed through the nearby restaurants.
"It's good for you to arrange it, I'm not familiar with this side yet. ”
In the afternoon, Lu Jingchuan put down his work and went to the kindergarten to pick up the little one from school.
This was the first time he waited for A-Ning to get out of school, sitting in the car, staring at the school gate with his eyes, not daring to be distracted for a moment.
When did he, President Lu Da, ever do such a thing?
The children poured out! He caught A-Ning at a glance.
There is actually a little girl of the same age next to A-Ning?
Last time, he deliberately looked for the youngest daughter of Mr. Li's family, and thought about letting the two be companions, but the little guy simply didn't even give people a straight eye.
Look at the two of them, the little girl has been chattering beside her, although A-Ning still refuses to speak, she also has a sweet smile on her face.
"A-Ning, is that person your father? ”
Xiao Qingqing poked the little guy next to him and pouted in the direction of Lu Jingchuan.
The little guy was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked over, it was really Lu Jingchuan!
What about his beautiful aunt!
The little guy walked over angrily and looked around the car, but sure enough, there was no warm figure.
He tugged Lu Jingchuan's sleeve, with anger in his eyes, and the meaning couldn't be clearer.
"Wintersuke has something to do in the afternoon, let me pick you up. ”
As he spoke, Lu Jingchuan handed him a note.
It is the warm handwriting: Little guy, aunt can't come to something, be obedient.
The little guy was full of displeasure, but he hadn't forgotten about business.
He held up the drawing board on his chest and showed it to Lu Jingchuan-
[Baba, can you send her home?]
Is she the little girl?
Raising his head and sneaking a glance at Lu Jingchuan, Xiao Qingqing took a step back with some fear.
This uncle's eyes are so scary!
"Yes. ”
Maybe it was because he was thinking about sending Xiao Qingqing home, the little guy didn't dwell on it too much, but he looked a little listless.
Zhou Meng returned home, changed his shoes at the door, and saw Xiao Cheng lazily lying on the sofa playing games.
"Xiao Cheng?—you didn't pick up Qingqing from school?"
"Isn't it your turn to pick it up today?" Xiao Cheng was still haunted by the quarrel in the morning, and blurted out without thinking about it.
"That Qingqing ......"
Xiao Cheng obviously realized this, and jumped up from the sofa all of a sudden, "If you don't pick up Qingqing, why don't you tell me about such a big matter?"
"What is there to say? Don't you know how to pick up your daughter home after work today......?
"Knock-"
Zhou Meng opened the door, it was Xiao Qingqing!
"Qingqing, how did you come back by yourself? didn't meet anyone, did you?" Zhou Meng hurriedly asked.
"My classmates' parents sent me back. ”
Xiao Qingqing lost his usual smile on his face and looked sullen.
However, Zhou Meng looked at Xiao Qingqing strangely, "How can you go with your classmates......' parents casually?"
Otherwise, do you have to wait until dark at the school gate?
Xiao Qingqing couldn't speak, he only felt uncomfortable in his heart.
"You don't pick up your daughter yourself, and you still have the face to say. Xiao Cheng glanced at Zhou Meng in disgust.
"What's wrong with me? Qingqing was born by me, what's wrong?"
After another endless quarrel, Xiao Qingqing silently returned to the room and locked the door from the inside.
She suddenly envied that little mute......
There is a beautiful mother, a handsome father, and a gentle aunt, each of whom loves him very much.
The watch in his hand, she had never seen before.
He can give away a sketchpad and give it away.
But she had to listen to her mother complain that her father made little money, and her father sarcastically said that her mother didn't work.
She buried her head in the quilt and was a little out of breath for a moment.
In the car, Lu Jingchuan saw the little guy's unhappy face in the rearview mirror, and coughed lightly, "Wen Tezhu went to eat with his colleagues." ”
The little one's eyes widened, and then he wrote on the drawing board.
[Aren't you your aunt's colleague?]
What's even more infuriating is that this little guy can't wait to write the word "disgust" on his face.
It was clearly a question to ask why he didn't take him with him for a warm dinner.
Lu Jingchuan couldn't wait to throw this rebellious son who only recognized warmth out of the car.
[Baba, you are not likable. 】
Why is it that during this warm time, the guts are still fat?
"Don't you just want me to take you there?"
Half an hour later, Lu Jingchuan appeared at the door of Jinsheng Restaurant.
Thanks to Li Qiao's previous mentions, he was able to find it.
As soon as I pushed open the door of the private room, the smell of alcohol came to my face, and I choked people's headaches.
Most of the people had already left the table, and the remaining three or five were still pulling the woman in the middle to drink desperately.
"Miss Wen, let's have another drink!"
The warmth was obviously overwhelmed, and the cheeks with a thick layer of makeup were also slightly flushed, and they could only cope with it instinctively.
Lu Jingchuan didn't say a word, and went up and dragged away with warmth.
Seeing such warmth, the little guy was obviously a little anxious, and he was afraid of rubbing off the makeup on his warm face, so he could only carefully hold her hand to test the temperature.
"She's fine, she's just drunk. ”
It's fine now, but if you're drunk like this, you can't stay any longer.
Does this woman think she's safe enough to be outside and not notice?
Lu Jingchuan felt irritable inexplicably.
The little guy didn't know the password of the door of the warm house, and after thinking twice, Lu Jingchuan had no choice but to take the person back to his home.
"Aunt Song, prepare a bowl of decanting soup. Lu Jingchuan commanded as soon as he entered the door.
"You ......"
As soon as Aunt Song was about to ask a question, she saw that Mr. Lu, who had been eager to hang a sign on his face that said "Don't approach the living", actually entered the house with a woman!
Come to think of it, this decanting soup was also for that woman.
I wanted to just throw the warmth into an empty room, but this woman has a flower cat face, which is really unsightly.
A good person does it to the end, for the sake of the project and A-Ning, he simply ......
Lu Jingchuan dragged the warmth of being unconscious into the bathroom.
Looking at her unbearable face, Lu Jingchuan still couldn't overcome the level in his heart after all.
It happened that Aunt Song had cooked the decanting soup, and he said with disgust: "Wash this woman's face." ”
When Aunt Song heard this, she walked over.