Chapter 12 Wasn't You Pretty Thick-Skinned Before? (2)

There was him in that house, and she had to go back, so she couldn't bring these things back.

After reading it, she put her things into a cardboard box again and lifted the trash can up.

But because I squatted for too long, my legs were a little numb.

As soon as I stood up, I lost feeling in my legs, and I felt dizzy for a moment in front of my eyes.

She stood holding on to the trash can for a moment before she regained her strength.

She bent down to pick up the cardboard box on the ground, tossed it in the trash, and turned to walk towards the car.

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After Lu Zhenming got into the car, he didn't start the car immediately, but slammed the steering wheel hard, and there was a cold chill all over his body.

So precious to that person's things, is it when he dies?

He looked through the windshield in front of him and saw that Su Wansheng was still squatting in the garbage heap, she was facing away from him, and she couldn't see the expression on her face.

He waited for a long time and didn't see her get up, so he honked the horn a few times angrily, but Su Wansheng just glanced back, and then turned his head again, not knowing what he was doing.

Lu Zhenming didn't want to care about her anymore, so he started the car and prepared to leave.

But thinking that she didn't bring any money and her mobile phone was out of battery, if she left, she was afraid that she would have to walk back.

Not to mention that the weather is so cold, it is already so late, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no danger.

He turned off the car again, pressed his eyebrows depressedly, lit a cigarette and smoked irritably.

He stared at Su Wansheng outside while smoking, and a full half an hour passed, and she maintained the same posture, not moving, and it didn't look like she was looking for something.

He smoked as long as she squatted there, one after the other, without stopping.

On the ground outside the car window, several cigarette butts were thrown

The half box of cigarettes he was carrying was also empty.

Seeing that she was still there and didn't know what she was doing, Lu Zhenming narrowed his angry eyes

If she really dared to bring those things home today, he would dare not let her into the house!

He does what he says!

After more than ten minutes, he saw Su Wansheng stand up, and after seeing her throw things back into the trash, he was slightly stunned, and a stunned expression flashed in his eyes.

Wasn't she reluctant just now, how could she take the initiative to throw it away?

Is it because of my own words?

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Su Wansheng saw that Lu Zhenming hadn't left yet, so he approached slowly, looked at him through the lowered window of the passenger seat, pulled the car door nervously, and bent down to sit in.

After getting into the car, she didn't immediately fasten her seat belt, but sat still, not daring to look at the man next to her.

Seeing that Lu Zhenming didn't drive her out of the car, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took out the wet paper sticker from her bag, wiped her hands, and then pulled the seat belt buckle

After hesitating for a moment, she turned her head to look at the man, bit her lip and asked in a low voice, "Can you lend me your phone to make a call?" ”

The corners of Lu Zhenming's cold lips suddenly sneered, and he wanted to strangle her: "Let someone else pick up the garbage for you?" ”

Su Wansheng frowned slightly, since she threw those things in front of him, she would not pick them up behind his back.

She looked at the man's angry and gloomy appearance, pursed her lips and said, "I don't want those things, I called Chenxi and asked him not to come to pick me up." ”

Hearing her words, Lu Zhenming took out his mobile phone from his pocket and threw it to her, and started the car.

Su Wansheng glanced at the time on his phone, it was already past eleven o'clock.