Chapter 15 is with you

The next morning, Lu Ze and the others finally came back, and Gao Minghao, who had woken up from drinking, wrapped his fingers like a zongzi, and sat on the sofa in the living room with a depressed face. Gao's father and Gao's mother looked unconcerned, and began to pack their luggage with a stumbling face.

Lu Ze went up and talked to Grandpa Zhao and Grandma Zhao for a while, but he didn't know what to say, so the old couple didn't come down again to participate in the consolation.

When Gao Mingxuan got up and dressed up, she was going to go downstairs for breakfast, but she saw Lu Ze standing in the living room with a cold expression, and her cousin's family was packing their luggage. She rubbed the past period and asked, "Cousin, are you okay with your hand?" Why are you packing, are you going back after only one day? ”

Before Gao Minghao came back to his senses to answer, Lu Ze knocked on the table and said in a deep voice to Gao Mingxuan: "You also go to pack your luggage, the tickets have been changed, and I will send you to the airport later." ”

"Huh? I...... I don't have a good ......" Gao Mingxuan looked aggrieved, his cousin had a conflict with him last night, didn't he obediently follow Sister Qiao Qiao back.

Qiao Qiao, who happened to go downstairs, saw Lu Ze's sharp words for the first time. He looked at Gao Mingxuan with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Since you like the eight words of having a car and a house and the death of your parents so much, you think it is very perfect, next time remember to make a wish to yourself." ”

The little girl was so frightened that tears welled up again, but this time there was no old man to play the round. Qiao Qiao, who was leaning on the corner of the stairs, was silent, remembering Lu Ze's attitude towards her who was gentle and more talkative after that night, and understood that Lu Ze heard her and Gao Mingxuan's words at that time.

Listening to Gao Mingxuan sobbing downstairs and explaining, Qiao Qiao turned around and went upstairs, deciding to leave these things to Lu Ze to deal with by herself, and she didn't want to care about the tearful Gao Mingxuan. Qiaoqiao has always remembered a sentence deeply: relatives or sorrows, others have also sang. This is true in the world, but if you can't even respect the grief of others, but take pleasure in stepping on the wounds of others, then you don't deserve sympathy.

Qiao Qiao read the book in his room, and heard a knock on the door, and opened it to see that it was Lu Ze.

"I'll take them to the airport, I need a big car, and I'll exchange the keys with you." The tone of Lu Ze's voice has recovered the gentle appearance when he talked to Qiao Qiao in the past few days, not as cold and sharp as when he was downstairs just now.

Without asking a word, Jojo handed him the car keys on his desk.

When it was quiet downstairs and heard the sound of the door closing and the car starting, Qiaoqiao opened the door and went out, calling the old man to come downstairs for breakfast.

Grandma Zhao didn't know how to eat, and her grandmother sat next to her and persuaded her, "Forget it." After so many years, you know what your eldest daughter looks like, so why bother? It's not that Lu Ze has been thinking about you, spending money on you, and going out with you. It's enough to have a good child, but it doesn't matter if it's a daughter or a grandson. ”

Grandma Zhao sighed: "Hey, why don't I know about it." But the younger daughter is gone, and there is only such an eldest daughter in front of me, and she always complains that I am partial, so I want to make up for it. Ay...... There is a big gap between the economic conditions of the two ......"

Grandpa Zhao stroked his wife's back, he saw it open, and he no longer thought about it. "Was that our partiality back then? Yes, we and Lu Ze are the first heirs in line to the inheritance, we have the right to share it, and we gave it up. But we gave up, what was she angry about? Eccentricity? We went to rob our youngest daughter's inheritance and leave it to her, but we are not partial? What's wrong with the big gap in economic conditions? That's the company that Lu Ze's father spelled out! Lu Ze was only eighteen back then, why didn't I see that she was a little sympathetic! ”

Grandpa Zhao patted the table and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I've seen through it all these years, I'm not dead yet, I know every day that I care about some inheritance, I don't think I have ever given birth to such a daughter in the future!" ”

Qiao Qiao lowered her head to eat silently, these old things, she could know what was roughly happening after a little listening. If the estate of the deceased does not leave a will, the parents, children and spouse are the first heirs, if Grandpa Zhao and Grandma Zhao share the inheritance of the younger daughter, and only the eldest daughter is left under the knees, it is self-evident what Mother Gao has in mind.

In this world, there are many families who can turn against each other for a set of properties, and social news abounds. What's more, it involves a large amount of family property and company shares? When the profits are attractive enough, there is no shortage of outlaws, and the rebellion of families is just a common state in the world. When Qiaoqiao was listed on the stock market, he even saw a lot of stories of partners who turned against each other after they became prosperous, and the husband and wife went down after the success of their business. In the face of interests, is it rare for the six relatives to not recognize the blood?

Jojo himself is a complete pessimist, who doesn't believe in marriage or feelings, what can not fall apart in the face of interests and beauty?

However, if Grandpa Zhao and Grandma Zhao gave up a large amount of inheritance back then, she could also understand Lu Ze's many forbearance and concessions.

After eating a meal in a sullen atmosphere, when Lu Ze came back, Grandma Zhao couldn't help but ask if they had gotten on the plane safely, and after getting a positive answer, she went back to the room to rest.

Leaving the two young people in the living room, Qiao Qiao looked at Lu Ze's slightly tired look, pushed the baked bread and brewed hot milk over, and said, "Thank you last night." ”

Lu Ze shook his head, "No thanks." It's my family's business that caused you trouble. He took the hot milk and drank it down, looking at Jojo, "Do you want to play squash?" ”

"Huh?" The topic changed so quickly that Jojo was a little stunned. She looked at Lu Ze with a little worry, "You didn't sleep much last night, did you, and you still went to play?" ”

"Hmm. Are you going? ”

Qiao Qiao thought about it, and seeing that he was in a bad mood and lack of sleep, he decided to accompany him, "I'll drive, don't drive tired if you haven't slept." ”

Lu Ze nodded and agreed, so he didn't insist on driving by himself.

The two entered the squash hall, and the little girl at the front desk recognized Lu Ze at a glance, and took out a small notebook for him to sign. Seeing that Lu Ze didn't want to say a word, Qiao Qiao smiled at the little girl and explained that he was not an athlete, and asked if there was any equipment to rent, and if there was a coach to teach beginners.

Lu Ze looked down at her: "Why do you ask the coach?" ”

Qiaoqiao replied: "Book two courts, I won't play squash and ask a coach to teach me, so you can play yours." She has also seen Lu Ze playing, and it is definitely not fun to let professional-level people and beginners play together.

Lu Ze shook his head, "No coach, I'll teach you." ”

Qiao Qiao said implicitly: "I'm very bad at ball games, don't lie to you, all ball games can't work, if you don't try a hundred times, you will collapse if you teach it." And Lu Ze's quiet and cold temperament Qiao Qiao also felt that he should not be suitable for being a coach, it was better to spend money to hire a coach, so he didn't dare to say impatiently!

Lu Ze laughed lightly and replied in a low voice: "It's okay, I won't be impatient." He looked up at the front desk and said, "A court, no coach." He walked over and looked at the equipment available for rent and shook his head, "I don't want a racket either." ”

Lu Ze couldn't look down on the rackets provided by the venue, so he handed his racket to Qiao Qiao. Jojo held it and asked, "Then what do you use?" Lu Ze pulled out the second one from his racket bag, "I still have one for my left hand." ”

Seeing Qiaoqiao's surprised look, he explained: "It's either left-handed, or you can hit with both hands, otherwise you'll only be tired on one side." ”

Qiao Qiao couldn't help laughing, thinking about his large amount of exercise, it made sense to say this.

Lu Ze's racket is specially customized, which is indeed much better than what the venue provides, but the professional racket professional coach can't save the ball sports idiot Qiao Qiao at all.

Lu Ze said that he would be patient, and he was really patient, teaching her to hold the racket hand in hand, teaching her the essentials of movement, and teaching her to judge the way of the ball.

Then Jojo swings the racket out, and all that's left is to pick up the ball...... And there are two or three missed out of ten swings......

More than half an hour passed, Lu Ze didn't sweat at all, Qiao Qiao was already too tired to work, sitting on the ground to rest, panting while fanning the wind, "No, no, I have to admit that people have weaknesses." I'm good at geometry and good at physics, but judging the ball is ...... with me."

Tired and dazed, Jojo felt that he had carried out an infinite loop of swinging the racket, picking up the ball, swinging the racket, swinging the air, and picking up the ball for half an hour...... Even if Lu Ze was almost always picking up the ball for her all over the court, she felt that her waist was about to break! It is an occupational disease, and the cervical and lumbar spine are very fragile!

Qiao Qiao handed the racket to Lu Ze, "Jogging is the limit of my life's sports, this is definitely not me playing with the ball, it's just the ball playing with me." It's better for you to play, I'll wait for you. ”

She didn't want to come over to play, but she just saw that Lu Zeqing was not very good and didn't sleep, so she just accompanied him. Now that he has been watching sports for a while, he seems to be in a better mood, and he will be a spectator!

But Lu Ze didn't take the racket she handed over, he taught Qiao Qiao for more than half an hour, and he couldn't even teach the serve and was not impatient, and asked patiently: "Then let's go play badminton?" "The main selling point here is the squash court, but badminton, as a more popular sport, also has a venue.

Qiao Qiao sat on the ground and refused to get up, looking at Lu Ze with sincere eyes, "Although this is my first contact with squash ball, my ball game incompetence is not limited to this. Badminton and table tennis have been tried, and the serve has a two-percent chance of swinging empty, and changing the opponent to feed the ball ten balls can catch two balls is considered a good result. Qiao Qiao handed the racket to Lu Ze again, "Really, really, you can play." As a person, the most important thing is to have a clear understanding of yourself, I just have nothing to do with running. ”

"It's okay, blame the other party for not feeding the ball well." Lu Ze reached out and grabbed the edge of Qiaoqiao's stretched racket, asked her to pull her up, and said with a low smile, "Let's go, go play badminton, make sure you catch it." ”

Ten minutes later, at the badminton court, I heard the front desk say that Mr. Lu, who was very powerful, came again, and the boss uncle who came to be the audience shook his head regretfully. I thought I could enjoy a professional-level game, but look at the stadium, what it is! What's that?

Lu Ze served steadily, and the badminton flew high, not lightly or heavily, and landed accurately on Qiaoqiao's racket, which was indeed a ball that did not fall. Jojo stood there without even moving a step to catch the ball.

Jojo was very relieved and felt that the sport of badminton was much more fun than squash with a whirring racket against the wall.

Uncle is very sad, a good level of strength professional athletes, just standing there as a humanoid ball feeder!