This morning, Han Shuhui went to Lu's company, and some words were inappropriate to say in front of Lu Changping, so she could only explain it to her son in private.

On this trip, what Han Shuhui had in mind, Lu Zichu knew. Putting down work, chatting lightly, before mentioning the topic, the vice president came with the documents, so Lu Zichu finished handling business, and it was not easy for the vice president to leave, Han Shuhui was about to speak, and Xiang Lu came in with tea again.

Xiang Lu can be called Lu Zichu's original henchman, and Han Shuhui is not shy about hearing from Xiang Lu.

Han Shuhui moved out of Mrs. Han and said bitterly: "That's right, Han Yu has done a lot of wrong things, but there are many ways to punish him, once he is imprisoned for illegal loans, this stain will follow him for the rest of his life." In the end, he really didn't know how to persuade his son, and his tone was helpless: "Zichu, he is your brother after all, you think more about your mother, if something happens to Han Yue, how will you let me face your grandmother and uncle in the future?" He"

When Han Shuhui spoke, there was a fog in her eyes, and she seemed to be planning to impress Lu Zichu with family affection, but Lu Zichu's attitude was as usual: "What do you want me to do?" ”

Han Shuhui raised her eyes and glanced at him: "Han Yu can't go to prison." ”

"Finished?" Lu Zichu picked up the teacup, lifted the lid of the tea, and expressed his attitude to Han Shuhui in the hot mist, he said: "My point of view is very clear, Han Yu must go to prison." ”

With a crisp sound of "click", the teacup in Han Shuhui's hand rolled on the coffee table, and the hot water in the cup fell down the edge of the table with a clatter.

Xiang Lu was startled, stood aside and didn't move, and Lu Zichu's faint voice came from his ears: "What are you still doing in a daze?" Bring a new cup of tea. ”

……

Han Shuhui's intercession for Han Yu was not enough to make Lu Zichu angry, what really made him angry was the group of photos in his hand.

After Han Yu returned to China, the media kept following him, and the view from outside the restaurant was very good, and the distant and close shots of the characters were very beautiful, like a dream.

[An umbrella, Han Yu held Gu Sheng's hand and held the handle of the umbrella together, his eyes burned, and she lowered her eyes and pursed her lips. 】

The photo was intercepted by AM company, and if it was any later, I was afraid that it would be on TV.

Chen Yu said: "The media is good at taking words out of context and deliberately intercepting ambiguous pictures, for fear that there will be hidden secrets. ”

Hidden feelings, of course Lu Zichu knew that there was a hidden secret, but seeing such a photo, Lu Zichu's eyebrows inevitably burst into anger. His *** and possessiveness towards Gu Sheng, sometimes even he can't control himself.

Seven years ago, he was jealous that she missed Tao Ran, and excluded her from getting close to Wu Nai, Shi Tao and others; Seven years later, every time he saw her and Han Yu together, he felt the urge to explode, especially the damn physical contact......

Lu Zichu's face sank: "Call Xu Xiao, didn't you go out to eat with her?" What about her at this time? ”

Chen Yu's efficiency is very fast, he hung up the phone, and said to Lu Zichu that Xu Xiao's son was sick and couldn't go to the appointment, and when he met Han Yu, it should be a chance encounter.

As soon as he said this, Lu Zichu's emotions did not ease anywhere, the camera was thrown on the table by him, Chen Yu stood aside, his heart was very complicated, he only felt that the boss's mood was too wrong recently, he was a little normal in front of Gu Sheng, and when he returned to the company, his anger was not ordinary.

Chen Yu asked him softly, "Mr. Lu, have you been too tired lately?" ”

Lu Zichu leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes, how should he tell Chen Yu? He's not tired, he's jealous, and he's going crazy with jealousy.

……

On the winter solstice, many people rested, but Lu Zichu was the busiest day, so that when he went back to the villa at dusk to pick up Ah Sheng to take him to the hospital, he had almost no time to talk to Ah Sheng.

In the spacious business car, there were piles of documents everywhere, and Ah Sheng didn't know where to sit for a while, so he sorted out the documents and handed them to Xiang Lu, so he found a corner.

Chen Yu didn't drive today, he also sat in the back seat, and sent the documents to Lu Zichu one by one, and he approved them one by one after reviewing them, and he was very busy.

Ah Sheng had nothing to do, so he simply closed his eyes and took a nap, but unfortunately it was only two minutes before he was woken up by someone who was concentrating on work: "Don't fall asleep, it's easy to catch a cold." ”

Ah Sheng opened his eyes and looked at Lu Zichu, only to see that the person was surrounded by documents, so busy that he could still be distracted to check if she was asleep.

It can only be said that the road on this day is not an ordinary blockage, although Ah Sheng said that he did not feel stuffy, but the heating hit people, and then looked out the window, colorful neon lights shrouded the city, at this time the rain has stopped, sitting in the car only felt warm, not long ago I forgot someone's advice, leaning on the back of the chair, drowsy.

Thinking about it, she was really a little heartless, and everyone in the car was busy, but she fell asleep.

After all, she was a little sensitive, and almost not long after arriving at the hospital, Ah Sheng woke up, only to find that Lu Zichu, who was originally sitting opposite her in the office, sat next to her at some point, and she was curled up in his arms, covered with his thick coat.

In the dimly lit car, Chen Yu and Xiang Lu were no longer visible, and only the driver in the front seat remained here.

Lu Zichu's arms were still hanging on her waist, Ah Sheng was lying in his arms and looked up at him in a strange posture, he seemed to be asleep leaning on the back of the chair, breathing evenly, it was rare to be so defenseless.

Those documents, Ah Sheng felt tired when he looked at them, there were many things to do at the end of the year, and Christmas Eve and Christmas were approaching, so some work was inevitably squeezed into a few days before and after.

When Ah Sheng took his hand away and got up from his arms, he had already moved very lightly, but he still woke him up.

He glanced at her half-squinted, then closed his eyes again, tightened his arms, and embraced