Chapter Eighty-Eight: She at Home

Lu Cen Yuan smiled, turned around, and saw a person coming out of the main house again.

Sometimes, the road is narrow, and it's really not for fun.

Diao Zhe came to Lu Quanhong's side, nodded and smiled.

Then, Diao Zhe gently leaned into Lu Cenyuan's ear again.

"Xiaoyuan, it was very majestic just now!"

"Mr. Diao has won the award."

"So, Barrister Lu, I would like to remind you. Do you remember the last time you went to the house, but you saw a girl, I don't know if Old Man Lu knows? ”

"Grandpa knows it or not, it seems that you don't need to worry about it!" Lu Cen Yuan moved his steps slightly, not wanting to get close to Diao Zhe's pretense of intimacy.

"Moreover, Mr. Diao, since I have the ability to leave the Lu family, and I dare to let Mr. Diao see her, Mr. Diao thinks, what else can you do with her?"

"I wouldn't be as easy to talk as I am now."

When Lu Cen Yuan spoke, the hand behind his back was clenched tightly, and he didn't let go until he saw Mr. Diao turn around and leave.

This empty city plan was accidentally hit by him and sung.

Lu Cenyuan's palms were full of sweat, if Jinghan's matter was told to the old man by Diao Zhe, with the old man's wrist, it would really not end easily.

But fortunately, Diao Zhe is stupid, and Lu Cen Yuan was fooled by casual deception.

When I thought of the little girl at home, the corners of my mouth curved upward.

After all, Lu Cen Yuan is a member of the Lu family, and after the banquet is over, Lu Cen Yuan helps Uncle Fu send off the guests.

When he got home, Lu Cen glanced at his watch, and it was almost twelve o'clock. I thought it would be the same as that night, when I saw Jinghan on the sofa in the living room, waiting for him in a daze.

But when I opened the door, I didn't see Jinghan, only the light was on in the living room.

Lu Cen Yuan walked around the house, and even the lights in Jinghan's room were not on, only the door of the study was closed.

Pushing open the door of the study, Lu Cen Yuan smelled the bitter taste of coffee.

Jing Han boiled a pair of red eyes and looked up at him.

"So busy?"

"Not really! Recently, I wanted to reconcile the accounts with Xiangning, the office gave it to Sister Wang, and Sister Wang gave it to me, Lu Cenyuan, you are back, give me a hug, I want a little spiritual power. ”

Lu Cen Yuan walked over, Jing Han hugged Lu Cen Yuan's waist, and the breath from another person surrounded her, very warm.

Jing Han's heart skipped a beat, it turned out that the deer was bumping into each other like this.

"Do you have Xiangning's business?"

"Yes, we do the annual account audit of Xiangning, you say, Xiangning is so inseparable from us?"

"I'll be able to get around it soon, and my case will be over soon."

"So fast?" Jinghan didn't believe it at all.

"The materials are pretty much the same now."

Lu Cen Yuan walked to the living room, brought a cup of hot water, and replaced the coffee in Jing Han's hand.

"Drink a little more water, coffee is not good for girls."

"Got it, Granny Lu." Jing Han's eyes and nose twisted, and he grimaced at Lu Cenyuan.

Lu Cen Yuan didn't care, he drank Jing Han's coffee one by one, and the corner of his mouth was printed with the place where Jing Han had just drank.

"Nestle-flavored? It's pretty sweet! ”

"You...... What should I do if I'm sleepy? ”

"Sleep when you're sleepy!" Lu Cen Yuan pinched Jing Han's face.

"But Xiangning's account is too messy, more and more messy!"

"How is Xiangning's situation now?"

"It's not optimistic, do you still want to urge Xiangning to repay 50 million. As soon as the 50 million is taken out, maybe, Xiangning's capital chain will be broken. ”