At that time, how much pressure was Lu Zhanqing under?

After experiencing terrible torture and family upheaval, at the same time, to take care of his young sister, he has to be on guard everywhere, and he wants to kill his own people.

If it were someone else, I am afraid that it would have been crushed a long time ago.

However, he kept his head and kept his head in obscurity, taking every step of the way, turning his disadvantage into an absolute advantage.

At this moment—

Wen Soft wanted to find Lu Zhanqing and give him a hug.

Song Zhien exhaled slightly, looked sideways at Wen Soft, and said, "So, sister-in-law, I'm glad that my brother has you by his side." At any given time, he is no longer alone. You two have to be happy all the time. ”

Lifetime?

For such a long time, can she do it and always be by Lu Zhanqing's side?

Wen Soft was stunned when she heard a loud noise outside.

She didn't think much about it, pulled Song Zhien and returned to the living room.

Old Mrs. Lu caught a glimpse of her and shouted excitedly: "Little slut! You want to kill me, don't you? Okay, I'll kill you today! ”

"Grandpa, do you look at grandma's angry appearance, does it seem like there is a problem?" Soft and soft, the tone of the words was soft, without the slightest annoyance.

Old Man Lu knew that he was blaming the wrong person, so he quickly grabbed his wife.

"You misunderstood the child, she really wants to treat you."

Bullshit treatment!

She heard with her own ears that Wen Rou said that she was going to torture her severely!

"You let me go!"

"I won't let go!" Old Man Lu shouted softly at Wen Soft, "Why are you still standing?" Hurry up. ”

"But, Grandma......"

Soft and soft with a hesitant face.

"I'm stopping you here, don't worry."

"Yes, Grandpa."

Gently and softly, he walked out.

Song Zhien took away all the things that should be taken, and also talked to his grandfather, so naturally he didn't want to stay.

It didn't take long for -

The two disappeared without a trace.

Mrs. Lu pushed Mr. Lu away, covered her face, and cried: "You bastard, let the juniors bully me, I don't want to live!" ”

Old man Lu has one head and two big.

But it will never be, so I will call Wen Soft to come back and vent my anger to my wife.

I had to let her cry.

……

In the evening, Song Zhien put on some makeup, wore a delicate evening dress, and left the villa. Sitting softly on the sofa, while waiting for Lu Zhanqing to come home, he drank the freshly squeezed juice.

Half past six.

The sudden sound of cars sounded in the yard on time, and he got up softly to greet him.

As soon as Lu Zhanqing met her, he reached out and pinched the tip of her nose, "I heard, you beat your grandmother to vomit blood?" ”

"I'm a massage!" Wen Soft said strangely, "Why are you so well-informed?" ”

"Confidentiality."

Lu Zhanqing controlled the wheelchair and entered the living room.

Seeing the juice cup she put on the table, she picked it up directly and put it in her mouth.

"That's what I've drunk, if you want to drink, I'll pour you another drink."

"No, I don't dislike it."

Lu Zhanqing looked calm, and aimed the place with her lip print at her mouth.

Well, that's sweet.

Wen Soft didn't notice his small movements, and sat down next to him.

"Zhi'en said, I won't go home for dinner today. There may be activity. ”

"It's not an activity, it's about meeting someone." Lu Zhanqing's expression was slightly cold.

"Who?"

Asked softly.

"Someone who doesn't matter." Lu Zhanqing didn't want to have more discussions on this matter, so he changed the topic: "Do you know what day it is? ”

"What day?"

"We've known each other for 200 days."

Soft and soft: ???

Two hundred days, is it also worth remembering?

Everyone else is celebrating anniversaries, but they are celebrating every 100 days?