Lu Bochuan's eyes were cold and dark, his side face was sharply tense, and he said, "Go to Jingjiang." ”

Zheng Ze got the order and drove the car to Jingjiang Community.

When he was on the way, Zheng Ze remembered that Song Juan was injured, and after Zheng Ze received the notice, the hospital's monitoring asked someone to send a copy over.

If it weren't for Song Juan's cleverness, Song Juan would have to go to the emergency room if he didn't die.

But even so, Song Juan's waist was still injured.

Zheng Ze glanced at Lu Bochuan's face from the rearview mirror, and said cautiously: "Wenyu over there, there may be some trouble." ”

The Wen family and the Lu family were already in a state of turbulent confrontation between the two armies in business, but they were hindered by the other party's forces, and neither of them could eat the other party to death at once, while maintaining the apparent calm.

Wen Shao's hand was nailed by Lu Bochuan at that time, and it hurt the tendons, which was considered a waste.

At that time, so many people in the room watched, whether it was face or lining, it was all gone, if the people of the Wen family did not find the field, how would others look at the Wen family?

It is impossible for Wen Shao to endure this breath, and Wen Yu will not allow others to take the people of the Wen family so seriously, which makes people laugh at it.

It's just that now because of the forces of the two parties, and because this matter was provoked by Wen Shao, the two families have not really killed themselves before they really tear their faces.

But everyone knows that the Wen family can't just give up.

Wen Yu is now suppressing Wen Shao on the surface, but secretly he will only connive at Wen Shao, even if Wen Shao really makes something happen at that time, Wen Yu will only make a show and scold Wen Shao a few words.

As long as the two of them don't tear their faces for a day, even if they eat more secret losses from each other, if they can't find the right time to eat each other to death at once, they have to be called brothers and sisters when they meet.

Lu Bochuan's eyes sank, and his slender fingers with distinct knots tapped lightly on the leather sofa a few times, and his tone was cold: "Now is not the time to move them." ”

"Then I've been letting people follow Wanwan recently?"

Lu Bochuan let out a "hmm".

Halfway through the drive, there was a traffic accident in front of me, blocking the road.

Zheng Ze went down to check the situation, Lu Bochuan was sitting in the car, but the phone rang, Lu Bochuan picked up the phone and took a look, it was Shen Wanning.

Lu Bochuan picked up the phone: "Hey?"

"I'm Wanning. Shen Wanning said, "Can we talk?"

Lu Bochuan frowned, he reached out and pulled his tie: "Where are you?"

"I'm in your second brother's apartment. ”

Lu Bochuan's car turned around halfway.

Zheng Ze didn't dare to ask the reason, and drove him to Lu Jingyan's former apartment.

Lu Jingyan didn't keep much of his things during his lifetime, at that time, all the valuable things of the Lu family were taken to pay off foreign debts, the Lu family was seized, the Lu family's real estate was mortgaged, and Lu Hongye and Lu Jingyan couldn't even go home.

Shen Wanning asked him to stay at Lu Jingyan's residence, and his intention can be imagined.

When Lu Bochuan entered the apartment, Shen Wanning was sorting out the information.

Lu Bochuan sat opposite Shen Wanning, with a blade-like deep gaze with an incomprehensible understanding: "What does the second sister-in-law want to talk to me about?"

Even if Shen Wanning didn't really marry Lu Jingyan, but for so many years, Lu Bochuan still called her a second sister-in-law.

Shen Wanning didn't beat around the bush, she said, "I heard that you are going to arrange Song Juan into the Lu family, is it true?"

"Yes. Lu Bochuan had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he lit a cigarette, took a puff gently, held the cigarette in one hand, and held the pure black lighter in the other, the blue-white smoke covered his gloomy eyes: "The second sister-in-law came to me for this matter?"

His tone was obviously not heavy, but it sent chills down his spine.

Shen Wanning laughed coldly, but the whole person was a little trembling with anger: "Your second brother was killed by her and no one found out that your father's body was decomposed by her, and your mother ...... You still want her to enter the Lu family, and also help her pay for Song Xianzhang's treatment, what is your next step? Is the next step to marry her to the Lu family? Are you worthy of your second brother, your father, and your mother?"

Lu Bochuan's eyes were cold, his fingers holding the cigarette were so hard that he almost broke the cigarette, the well-defined handsome face was cold, and the surging anger was pressed under his cold face, and he said: "Then second sister-in-law, what do you think I should do to her?"

Shen Wanning was stunned for a moment, she lowered her head: "I didn't say that, but I really hate her, as long as I think of Jing Yan's corpse that is crushed to pieces, I can't wait to let her live as well as die." ”

Lu Bochuan's tone sank, and his face was gloomy: "I respect my second sister-in-law, so whether it was before or in the future, I will treat you as my second sister-in-law, but this does not mean that the second sister-in-law can meddle in my affairs, I said it last time, how about Song Juan, whether she wants to kill or chop, or let her live is better than death, that is my Lu Bochuan's business, and the second sister-in-law should not interfere again." ”

After Lu Bochuan finished speaking, he extinguished the cigarette butt, stood up with a gloomy face, and strode towards the door.

Shen Wanning was so frightened by his tone that she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Lu Bochuan returned to the car, and the air pressure was terrifyingly low.

Zheng observed his face in the rearview mirror and asked, "Are you still going to Jingjiang Community?"

Lu Bochuan closed his eyes: "Go back to the villa in the West District." ”

——

Jingjiang Community.

When the phone rang, Song Juan was eating noodles.

Back then, Song Juan was born with a golden key, he never suffered hardship, before he was imprisoned, the most bitter time was probably the years when Zhou Ru entered the door.

But those sufferings, compared with real suffering, are not bitter.

At that time, even though she lived in school and rarely went home, Song Xianzhang never deducted her pocket money

Later, when she was a freshman, she was raised by Lu Bochuan, Lu Bochuan directly gave her a card, and gave her money on a monthly basis, her pocket money was too much to spend, and Lu Bochuan took her to a famous restaurant to eat during the holidays, and she never suffered hardship.

Song Juan is so big, it can be said that the real ten fingers do not touch the spring water.

She didn't need to get a good life before, but when she was in prison, she didn't have a chance to get it, and after she was released from prison, she didn't have time, so she often bought a little thing to satisfy her hunger.

More often than not, I was hungry until my stomach hurt, and I remembered that I hadn't eaten yet.

At that time, she was really busy, so busy that she often didn't even have time to eat.

This is the first time she's grown up and making something by herself.

It's not difficult, so I simply ordered some noodles, and there was an egg in it, some ham, and a few green vegetable leaves.

These things were bought after she went upstairs and watched Lu Bochuan drive away with Xia Qinghe's car, and stood on the balcony for a long time, standing until it was dark.

At that time, she stood on the balcony, feeling that since the incident happened four years ago, her life in the past few years seemed to condense other people's lives, and she had tasted almost all the ups and downs.

It was too painful and painful, and she didn't know what faith she was relying on to survive.

It was probably when she dreamed back at midnight, Lu Bochuan was in the dim private room, and the sip of wine she gave her scalded hot and made her drunk for many years.

Or, he asked her, how he wanted to be his child daughter-in-law, so deep that it seemed like a light that could suck her in.

Song Juan remembered Shu Yi and asked her why she didn't leave Lu Bochuan.

In fact, when she was released from prison, she didn't think about provoking Lu Bochuan again, not because she didn't want to leave Lu Bochuan, but because Lu Bochuan didn't let her go at all.

It's ridiculous to say that it was Lu Bochuan who forced her to this point, but her only way out was also here with Lu Bochuan.

The steaming heat in the noodles fascinated Song Juan's eyes.

Song Juan tasted it, forgot to put salt in the noodles, it was so light that it had no taste, it didn't seem to be oil, she didn't know whether she needed to put oil or not, the eggs were all scattered, and they were all bubbles when they were cooked, and they were picked up and sandwiched in a lump of noodles, and Song Juan couldn't taste it.

The call came from Zhou Jing.

Song Juan took a bite of noodles, and her voice was hoarse: "Hey?"

"I just went to see Uncle Song, and he said that something happened to you a few days ago?

Song Juan doesn't go to work in Zhou Jing's company now, and Zhou Juan hasn't asked, Song Juan is a little guilty, but also grateful, and said, "It's okay, I met a gangster, how is your company now?"

"Construction is already underway. Zhou Jing was probably smoking, and his voice was a little slurred when he spoke, and said, "He didn't embarrass you, did he?"

Song Juan immediately heard that what Zhou Jing said was referring to Lu Bochuan.

"Nope. Song Juan didn't want Zhou Jing to worry, so she changed the topic: "By the way, I should go to work in the Lu Group in the next few days." ”

"Lu Bochuan's request?" Zhou Jing's voice sank.

"No, it's my own request. Although Song Juan's original intention was not to accept the bidding project, he still said: "Go to a bidding case, there are some things I may not understand, do you have any acquaintances?"

After all, Zhou Jing was in the construction circle, and he must know more people than Song Juan, and said, "What kind of things do you want to ask?"

"It's not clear yet, I'll look for you then. ”

"Hmm. ”

Not long after Song Juan hung up the phone, the doorbell rang, Song Juan was stunned, stood up and went to open the door, she was a little afraid that it was Lu Bochuan, standing at the door and glancing at the cat's eye.

After seeing Zheng Ze's face clearly, Song Juan breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Juan opened the door, Zheng Ze held a stack of materials, and walked in the direction of the living room, while saying: "This is the information of that project, I will send you the information first......"

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Ze saw the noodles on Song Juan's table and was stunned.

It's a little incredulous: "You did it yourself?"

Song Xuan's face was a little red: "I'll go down casually." ”

Zheng put the information on the coffee table and went to the kitchen to take a look, and the kitchen was almost like a robbery.

Song Juan was a little uneasy.

Zheng drove Song Juan out: "You go and see the information first, and I'll clean it up here." ”

Song Juan was not polite, the last time she talked to Zheng Ze, Zheng Ze told her that there was not much time.

Zheng Ze walked around the kitchen and felt a headache, picked up his mobile phone to take a few photos, and took a picture of the remaining half of the pot in Song Wan's pot and the noodles that were even out of water.

He sent the photo to Lu Bochuan.

Accompanying words: It really scared me out of a cold sweat, fortunately she was just the next side, if she copied a few dishes on a whim, would she have to blow up the kitchen?

When Lu Bochuan received the message, he was angry with him.

The teacher asked his parents to attend the parent-teacher conference, and he didn't have a parent in the class.

The award is a school this year, and the parent-teacher conference is also the first time, and I have never had such an experience.

He waited for a long time that day, but Lu Bochuan still didn't go.

The award has been angry for two days, and Lu Bochuan has not returned to the villa in the West District in the past two days.

This time, the award didn't even look at him.

Although Lu Bochuan is not close to the award, he will not completely ignore the emotions of the award.

When Zheng Ze sent the message, he was telling the award that he had something in his company and didn't spare time that day, and he had already told Aunt Zhang to let her participate in place of him.

He put the facts in front of the award and reasoned with him in righteous words.

The award was so sad that he couldn't listen to it at all, his mouth puffed out, and his eyes were full of tears, but he didn't fall down very hard.

Lu Bochuan glanced at his mobile phone, and his face sank suddenly.

Seeing that his face had changed, he was a little afraid of him, but his eyes were still hazy with tears, and he commanded Erha: "Master (Young), let's drink (go)!"

Saying that, he was about to go upstairs with Erha.

Erha is still slow.

The stairs are still a bit high for a three-year-old child, and the award is still dragging the disobedient Erha, which is quite laborious.

But he didn't give up at all, and yelled at the useless Erha: "Are you still staying in Jieli to wake up? He doesn't like you! You don't care about Jie, you have no backbone!"

Lu Bochuan had a cold face: "Award!"

The award didn't look at Lu Bochuan, and he was a little unrelenting: "Master (Young), do you drink (leave) or not! If you don't drink again, I don't want you!"

It is rare for the award to lose his temper like this, even if he is dissatisfied with Lu Bochuan, he is beating around the bush, and as soon as Lu Bochuan's attitude is soft, he will step down by himself.

But this time, no matter how Lu Bochuan reasoned with him, the award just didn't listen, and he didn't look at Lu Bochuan, the tears in his eyes became more and more, but he refused to go down the steps stiffly.

Lu Bochuan only dragged Erha upstairs when he saw the award, and scolded in a low voice: "Young master, come here!"

"Don't Jun (three sounds) go over!" The award was panicked, hugging Erha's neck: "We don't have a poop and a hemp again! When I catch up with my sister in the future, I will move to my sister's house and never come back!"

Lu Bochuan said expressionlessly: "You can move out now." ”

The award suddenly cried, and he was stunned in place with Erha in his arms.

Aunt Zhang was so distressed that she hurriedly ran over to coax the award: "Little master, Dad is having fun with you, Dad loves the little master too late, don't cry, okay?"

Tears and snot flowed together, he really didn't feel so sad, all the children in the class were accompanied by their parents, and other children played games with their parents, so he sat at the first table, accompanied by a nanny.

The first time he attended a parent-teacher conference, the gap in his heart was too great.

And Lu Bochuan was originally in a bad mood, and he had been communicating with him for half an hour with patience, but he was still losing his temper, he handed over countless steps, and he refused to go down any of them.

Both father and son were angry in their hearts.

Even if he cried, he didn't cry out loud, his little mouth was flattened, and he cried convulsively.

He shouted loudly at Lu Bochuan: "You don't like me at all! Don't silver (people) children have baba (body) with their hearts (bodies), and children are playing games! Just stand there and watch! Lao Xi (teacher) praises me for being good! Praise me for understanding (things), a man (child) squeezing (son) man, and smart, I mind how cute, you still say that I am unreasonable! Wine is wine! After I get drunk, I will never come back!"

After the award was roared, he went to drag Erha again.

Aunt Zhang cried along, but she didn't dare to persuade Lu Bochuan.

Erha probably also sensed the sadness of the award, so he didn't hold him back, and followed him upstairs.

After going upstairs, the prize took out his small suitcase, spread it out, and stuffed his small clothes into the suitcase.

I stuffed a box in a mess, couldn't cover it, threw out a few more pieces, covered it with an important cover, pulled the zipper up, lifted the lever, and dragged the suitcase downstairs.

Erha was still wagging his tail in the house, looking at him pitifully.

After walking a few steps, he found that Erha hadn't followed, so he yelled at him angrily: "Are you still standing in Jieli to wake up (what)! Don't Yin (people) have driven us to drink, are you still waking up in Jieli!"

After he finished speaking, he dragged the suitcase with difficulty, went back, took Erha's rope, and dragged it downstairs.

The stairs are too high, and although the suitcase is for children, it is half a body high, and it is quite laborious to transfer down the stairs of the prize.

But he was quite persevering, and he was afraid that Erha would not be able to keep up, so he turned back to Erha and ordered: "You stand in the middle of the house, don't move!

Erha followed him step by step.

The prize dragged the suitcase to the first floor with great effort, and the little buttocks of the meat were quite difficult.

He laid the suitcase flat upstairs and let it roll down.

Halfway through the roll, he was so angry that he was about to cry again, and he held back, and after going down a few stairs and starting to roll again.

finally reached the first floor, but the tears flowed even more fiercely.

I'm going to pick up Erha again.

Lu Bochuan had a splitting headache, and Aunt Zhang didn't dare to stop it, but only dared to be next to the award: "Little master, be careful, don't fall." ”

I didn't dare to say that I would help him carry it.

After the award took down Erha and all his luggage, he dragged the suitcase, which was more than half the height of the pole than him, and was about to go out.

"Awards!" Lu Bochuan shouted coldly.

The tears of the award fell again.

Lu Bochuan really didn't expect him to be so stubborn, even if he wasn't close to the award, after so many years, the award had grown up beside him.

When the moon was just full, the awards were noisy, whoever hugged him cried, and only when he was in his arms would he fall asleep quietly, and he had hugged him day and night.

It's impossible not to really love.

Lu Bochuan said: "Come here, let's have a good chat, you really don't have a father if you run away from home." ”

The award said: "No, no, you don't like me anyway!"