Lu Wenzhou stood there like a statue, wanted to step forward, moved two steps, and Zhou Tao took two steps back.

The posture of guarding against him made Lu Wenzhou's chest feel angry.

I didn't know what to say, so I could only stalemate there.

Zhou Tao rubbed it a few times, it didn't hurt so much, she reached out and picked up the suitcase, it was very heavy, she lived on the third floor, there was no elevator, I don't know how Lu Wenzhou brought it up, probably asked Wang Hui to carry it up.

Zhou Tao opened the door first, and then lifted the suitcase, but was held down by Lu Wenzhou, "Did I tell you that Jun Ling is unreliable?" ”

The lights were dim, and Zhou Tao's eyes were shining: "Does Mr. Lu like to take care of his ex-wife's affairs so much?" You hate me so much, shouldn't you be happy to see me fall on other men? Do you care if Junling is reliable or not? ”

Lu Wenzhou found that he was really a person who was not good at words, he said that he was not Zhou Tao, since Zhou Tao broke away from him, his eloquence has changed qualitatively, and he always scolded him for a few casual words.

"You think I'm in charge of you? Jun Ling wants to come to the Lu family for financing, I am ......"

"I'm worried that Jun Ling is worried about the Lu family's money through me, right?"

"After all, the old man is very good to you."

Lu Wenzhou was a little irritable, what was he talking about? How do you say about the feeling of being more wrong?

Zhou Tao pushed his hand away, gritted his teeth and said, "Then don't worry, I will never lead the wolf into the room and let others calculate Grandpa Lu's money." ”

With that, he pushed the suitcase down hard into the living room and closed the door.

Lu Wenzhou once again closed his eyes, digested the anger in his body, and then shook his hand and left.

Being deceived has nothing to do with him anymore, why should he care about her life or death.

In the living room, Zhou Tao turned on the floor lamp, the warm yellow light sprinkled down, she dragged the suitcase to the carpet in front of the sofa, sat down, opened the zipper of the suitcase, and the objects inside were neatly placed.

Some clothes, photo albums, books, skincare products, hair dryers, and a doll.

She had brought these things to his lodgings with great anticipation, and now they were packed up and sent out of his villa along with their owners.

Zhou Tao sighed softly and told himself, look forward, look forward, people can't always be stuck in the past, it doesn't make any sense.

She opened the photo album, a thin one, and there were only a few photos in it.

It was a photo of her and Lu Wenzhou before.

She was seventeen years old at the time, followed her father to Lu's house as a guest, and when she saw Lu Wenzhou, she fell in love at first sight.

At that time, Lu Wenzhou only regarded her as an ordinary girl, or a younger sister, although he had no expression in the photo, but he was not cold-faced.

Lu Wenzhou's dislike for her began when she got married.

In fact, at that time, she didn't want to force a man to marry a woman he didn't like, but the old man especially wanted her to be his granddaughter-in-law, and coaxed Lu Wenzhou with a critical illness.

Lu Wenzhou felt that everything was that she wanted to marry him and let the old man pretend to be critically ill.

Zhou Tao smiled, she was quite innocent.

The old man didn't tell her about this at all, and until he got married, he thought that Lu Wenzhou at least had a good impression of her.

Zhou Tao touched the photo lightly, then got up and threw the photo into the trash.

Don't look at it, don't miss the past.

Lu Wenzhou went downstairs, and Wang Hui looked worried: "Second master, you carried such a heavy suitcase up, and you didn't let me do me a favor or anything." ”