Chapter 13 It seems to be an old man
"Why did you choose me?"
"Because you are a nobody, easy to control, I want you to go east, you don't dare to go west. Words * love * first * hair" Rong Liu let go of her, his attitude was extremely indifferent, and his narrow eyes reflected a dark cloud, "You don't have a choice." ”
"Why are you doing this scene?"
Rong Liu's expression turned cold, "Then it's not what you should ask." ”
Lu Yao gritted her teeth slightly, this man is strong and indifferent, they just met on the first day, and they don't know if he can be trusted, what is his identity, can he really help her deal with the business of Mr. Li and his uncle? She didn't know anything except that his name was Rong Jinglin.
Rong Liu said, "Miss Lu, acting in this scene is not a disadvantage for you, how many women want to stay by my side for a month but can't get their wish, what do you have to hesitate about?" ”
"You're not RMB, do you have to be liked by everyone? Where did you get such a big face. As soon as Lu Yao's expression relaxed, his words became much more presumptuous, and he regretted it as soon as he spoke, this man didn't seem to be the kind of person who would tolerate others being presumptuous in front of him.
However, this man is too arrogant.
Rong Liu was not angry, but issued an eviction order, "My number has been saved on your mobile phone, I have already mentioned the conditions, whether you agree or not, you are free, when you have to find me, I may not be so easy to speak." ”
He glanced at her coldly, as if there was no one in his eyes, "The gate is there, don't send it slowly." ”
Lu Yao didn't say a word, and left his apartment as if fleeing.
Rong Liu looked at the closed door, a complicated look appeared on his always cold face, he went to the study, took out a photo album from the shelf, and after several hesitations, Rong Liu opened the photo album.
One of the photos, as if he had cut it from somewhere, was only halfway, and the woman in the photo was wearing a black and white school uniform, bangs, black hair, and a bright smile, as if she was holding someone, but that person was cut by him.
That was Lu Yao when she was a girl.
Rong Liumo looked at the woman in the photo, and his tone was indifferent, "Lu Yao, it's been a long time." ”
At three o'clock in the morning, there was no one on the road, fortunately this is the city center, not the suburbs, the traffic in City A is good, even if it is late at night, she waited for ten minutes to stop a car. She knew that this community was the most luxurious river-view house in the city, and since Rong Liu lived here and appeared in Qianjiao, she must be either rich or expensive, Lu Yao was not sure whether she should have anything to do with such a man.
The phone vibrated again, Lu Yao checked the information, deleted two spam text messages, her uncle made six calls, but she didn't answer, and there was a number that was very unfamiliar to her, Rong Jinglin.
Sure enough, he saved his number on her phone.
Lu Yao put down her phone helplessly.
When I got home, it was almost four o'clock in the morning.
Ten years ago, Lu Yao's parents had a traffic accident when they were traveling abroad, both passed away, and Lu Yao, who was only eleven years old, was raised by her uncle, and after being admitted to university, Lu Yao moved out of her uncle's house and bought a two-bedroom and 90-square-meter house with her parents' compensation. She couldn't help but think of her uncle, Lu Zhenpeng was in the building materials business, his family was quite wealthy, his aunt was greedy, he was afraid that his wife would covet his brother and sister-in-law's compensation, so when he received the compensation, he put in an education fund, and he could start it when Lu Yao reached the age of eighteen.
At that time, Lu Yao used the money to buy a house, she wanted to have her own life when she became an adult, and she didn't want to be bullied by her cousin anymore, and she didn't want to listen to her aunt's sneering, so she bought a house.
Today, housing prices have soared three or four times, which is the most correct thing she did back then.
After a tiring night, I finally have a warm home of my own.