Chapter Seventy-Five: A Fake Girlfriend
Song Qianqian twisted his head to the side, is this really the case?
Seeing that she hadn't moved, Lu Zihao sighed lightly, walked directly to Song Qianqian's side, and pulled her left hand into his arm.
"Total ...... President, isn't that right?" Song Qianqian asked vigilantly with a blink of eyes.
"No, I think it's just right. A hint of cunning flashed on Lu Zihao's face, and then disappeared: "Hurry up, let's go,
If you don't go to time, you really won't be in a hurry. ”
After speaking, he picked up Song Qianqian and walked out.
The car was driving fast on the road, Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian who was leaning on the chair, and suddenly remembered her uncomfortable appearance just now. He slowed down the car a bit and deliberately pretended to ask casually, "Well, is your stomach better?"
Song Qianqian was enjoying the scenery outside, and when he heard Lu Zihao's voice, he turned his head to look at his handsome side face: "It's much better, the medicine prescribed by the doctor really works." ”
"Well, that's good. Lu Zihao drove slowly, he didn't want her to vomit again.
"President, what will I say when I get to your house?" Song Qianqian asked with some concern: "It's like a TV show, do we have to collude in advance to say what should be said?"
If she didn't say it, Lu Zihao almost forgot about it.
"From now on, your name is Cui Yaming, with a gentle personality, and you rushed back from abroad to celebrate my father's birthday. Lu Zihao said softly, not paying the slightest attention to the change in the expression on Song Qianqian's face.
It turned out that he had a girlfriend and was still a rich daughter. Song Qianqian said silently in her heart, she didn't know what was wrong, her heart suddenly became a little painful.
Seeing that she didn't react, Lu Zihao turned his head to look at Song Qianqian, who was in a daze.
He held the steering wheel with one hand, and waved back and forth in front of Song Qianqian with the other: "Come back to your senses, what do you want?"
Looking at the big hand in front of her, Song Qianqian came to her senses, and she smiled a little embarrassedly: "I didn't think about anything." ”
"Do you remember what I just told you?" Lu Zihao looked at her somewhat ugly face, thinking that her stomach was uncomfortable again: "What's wrong, your face is so ugly, is your stomach uncomfortable again?"
"No discomfort, I'm reciting what you just said. Song Qianqian turned his head to look out of the car, afraid that he would find out that he was unnatural.
"It's okay, you don't have to be stressed, everything is with me? Lu Zihao didn't want her to have too much pressure, so he deliberately said lightly.
"Uh-huh, I know. Song Qianqian echoed.
Soon, the Lu family's old mansion arrived.
From a distance, I saw a beautifully built villa alone in the pine and cypress, and the towering and majestic appearance made people see that it was a rich family.
Song Qian's mouth opened wide, looking at this palace-like Lu Mansion. This villa is really big, the gate alone is as high as three floors. Looking at this magnificent gate, as well as the round arched windows and the stone masonry at the corner, it is full of grace and luxury.
Looking to the side, there are monitors hanging in various corners of the two-meter-high wall.
As soon as the electric door opened, the housekeeper greeted him with a happy face.
"Young Master, you're back. The butler opened the car door, his words full of respect.
"Well, what about my parents?" Lu Zihao took a step on his thigh and got out of the car.
"The old lady is waiting for you inside. The butler stood beside him and replied truthfully.
Lu Zihao didn't speak, turned around to the other side of the car to help Song Qianqian open the car door, and stretched out his right hand towards her gentlemanly.
Song Qianqian stared at his hands and feet for half a minute, and after seeing his scrutinizing gaze, he hurriedly held the warm big hand and walked out of the car.
Song Qian's shallow feet stepped on the cobblestone path, and he almost couldn't stand steadily.
Lu Zihao held her softness tightly, and had no intention of letting go.
Song Qianqian stood beside him, feeling the warmth from his hands.
"Young Master, who is this young lady?" the housekeeper looked at the ambiguous expressions of the two people in front of him, and couldn't help but ask softly with curiosity.
Lu Zihao took his eyes off Song Qianqian, looked at the housekeeper with a happy face, and said, "This is Miss Cui Yaming, who came back from abroad to celebrate the birthday of the master." ”
The housekeeper looked surprised, he had only heard the name of this Miss Cui in the mouth of the master and the lady, but he didn't expect to see the real person today. In this way, the young master and her are developing very smoothly.
The housekeeper greeted Song Qianqian with a smile: "Miss Cui, hello, it's a pleasure to see you." ”
Song Qianqian didn't understand for a while, and he didn't know what to say when he looked at the enthusiastic housekeeper.
"My dear, why didn't you react to your call?" Lu Zihao put his hand around Song Qianqian's waist, obviously feeling her body stiff.
Song Qianqian blinked and looked at Lu Zihao's reminding gaze, and then she realized that the housekeeper was greeting her. She is no longer Song Qianqian, her surname is Cui, and her name is Cui Yaming.
"Hello, I'm glad to know you. Song greeted him generously.
The butler looked overjoyed, turned around and ran towards the living room. As he ran, he shouted, "Old lady, young master and Miss Cui are back." ”
Song Qianqian looked at the happy housekeeper who was like a child, and turned his head to look at Lu Zihao: "Is it so exaggerated?"
"Of course, this is the first time I've brought a girl home when I'm so old. Lu Zihao said happily.
"Come less, who believes. Song Qianqian pursed his lips, and his words were full of disbelief.
How could a playboy like him be.
"If you don't believe me, you can ask my mother. Lu Zihao looked disdainful.
"Aren't we going in now?" Song Qianqian felt the big hand he put on his waist, and suddenly felt that the temperature there was blazing hot.
"Wait a minute. Lu Zihao let go of her waist, turned around and opened the car door, and took out a beautiful box from inside.
His hand finally left her waist, and Song Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief. But before she could breathe for a minute, her body tensed up again.
I saw Lu Zihao holding a sparkling necklace in his hand, slowly walking behind her and gently wearing it on her slender neck.
Feeling the sound of Lu Zihao's breathing at her neck, Song Qianqian was so frightened that she didn't even dare to breathe. She held her breath until Lu Zihao returned to her again.
Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian, who was lowering his head, and held her chin with his right hand and raised it gently until the eyes of the two met.
"Well, yes, I thought something was missing just now, and now it looks perfect. ”
Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian with an affectionate expression.
Song Qianqian looked at Lu Zihao, and beat the drum in his heart: This play is real enough.
"President, it's almost okay, there is no family of you here, so you don't have to act. Song Qianqian looked around with a thief's head, like a spy who had penetrated into the enemy.
When Lu Zihao heard her words, he felt as if he had been poured a basin of cold water from head to toe, and it felt really cold.
"You stupid girl. Lu Zihao scolded her, took her hand and walked in.
Song Qianqian was scolded by him and confused, why did he scold her.
"You're a fool. She muttered quietly and reluctantly walked with him.
As soon as he walked into the living room, Song Qianqian was blinded by the house in front of him.
It's nice to have money! The house can live in such a big house, and it can be so beautifully decorated.
The black marble floors are as bright as mirrors, and ornate crystal chandeliers hang high on the roof. And there is not only a staircase in this living room, but there is also a transparent elevator next to the staircase.
Song Qianqian was reluctant to blink his eyes, staring straight at this incomparably luxurious big house.
She secretly pinched her finger, and it hurt. It turns out that this is not a dream, everything in front of me is real.
If she hadn't come to pretend to be Lu Zihao's girlfriend, it is estimated that she would not have stepped into such a big villa in her life, no, in ten lifetimes.
Looking at the environment that was so different from himself, Song Qianqian's heart was a little uncomfortable. She shares a room with Lai Ting and Liu Yuhan, three girls, and sometimes has to worry about living expenses next month.
The world is so unfair.
"What do you want?" Lu Zihao leaned against her and asked softly.
What's wrong with this girl, why is she always out of state today.
Song Qianqian looked at the suddenly enlarged face in front of him, and instinctively ducked back in fright.
She was standing on the stairs in the doorway, ducking back, and her feet were empty in a flash. With the flash of his foot, his body instinctively fell backwards.
Lu Zihao saw that she was about to fall, and hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Song Qianqian's waist. He held her tightly until her body steadied.
"Are you okay?" Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian in his arms with concern, it was really dangerous just now, if he didn't hug her in time, then she would definitely fall and get hurt.
Song Qianqian's frightened face turned white, and he hadn't recovered from the sudden situation just now.
If you fall so high, you should be able to fall half-crippled.
"Shallow, shallow. Lu Zihao patted her face and shouted softly.
"Oh...... Thank you President, I'm fine. Song Qianqian slowly straightened up and gently pushed away Lu Zihao, who was hugging her.
"Why are you always absent-minded, are you worried?" Lu Zihao's dark eyes stared at her tightly, as if a warm headlamp was shining on her.
Looking at his worried gaze, Song Qianqian's heart was warm for a while. Somehow, she felt that Lu Zihao was extremely tender to her tonight, maybe because she was pretending to be his girlfriend.