Chapter 11: I Don't Allow It, You Hurt For Me
What a little hedgehog, when he doesn't anger her, he pretends to be gentle and harmless; Once he provokes her, he raises his thorns and threatens his enemies.
It's funny.
Lu Zhanqing's slender fingers tapped his suit pants twice, and he ordered in a cold voice: "Drive." β
The driver's uncle started the car and blended into the rolling traffic.
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An hour laterβ
The car stopped in front of an estate. The manor is an antique building, with two large stone lions standing at the door, which looks particularly solemn. Around the garden, countless bodyguards and guards in black suits patrolled non-stop.
Looking at the magnificent building softly, I couldn't help but smack my tongue, the Lu family deserves to be the richest man in City A, and the place where they live is so exquisite and magnificent.
The driver helped Lu Zhanqing into a wheelchair.
"Husband, this is where your family lives, it's really beautiful." Wen Ruansoft took the initiative to push him and praised him sincerely.
"Do you like it?" Lu Zhanqing asked in a lazy voice.
"Yes, I like it!" Isn't this nonsense? With such a large estate, it can be worth a lot of money when sold, who doesn't like it!
"I can build you a place that looks better than this. Let's move in. Lu Zhanqing's tone was relaxed, as if he was talking about something commonplace.
Wen Softly shook his head and said empathetically: "No, it will definitely cost a lot of money to build such a big place." I don't want to. β
"The last thing I lack is money, which can be spent as much as I want." Lu Zhanqing said with a smile.
"That's not going to work either. I can't waste your hard work. Wen Ruansoft suddenly remembered the assassination of her last night, and said, "By the way, didn't someone assassinate you before?" If you have the money, you can hire a few more bodyguards. β
When Lu Zhanqing heard this, a touch of coldness flashed on his handsome god-like face: "No matter how many bodyguards you please, you can't stop the ghosts." β
He spoke in a low voice, and he didn't hear what was behind him: "What? Can't stop what? β
"It's nothing, let's go quickly, everyone must be in a hurry."
"Oh, good."
Gentle and soft quickened the pace.
When he arrived at the door of the living room, Lu Zhanqing saw the oncoming housekeeper, and in the blink of an eye, he restrained his gloomy and cold breath, leaned on the wheelchair sickly, and put on a look of being out of breath and might hang up at any time.
The butler's eyes showed contempt, "Young Master Qing, why did you have time to come back today?" β
"I have a happy event to tell my grandfather and grandmother." After Lu Zhanqing finished speaking, he raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed twice.
The housekeeper frowned, and said in disgust: "Young Master Qing, what is the matter with you, just call the old gentleman and the old lady directly, won't you get it?" Why do you have to come to the old mansion? You are not in good health, and if you are infected with some virus to the second elder, it will not be good. β
"I'm sorry, it's important, I want to tell them in person." Lu Zhanqing put his posture very low.
Wen Soft could see that Lu Zhanqing was deliberately pretending to be weak again, although he didn't understand why, he always had his own reasons for doing this. And the housekeeper in front of him, is it too much? Lu Zhanqing is the serious grandson of the Lu family, the president of DM Group, where did he have the confidence to snub Lu Zhanqing so lightly.
When the housekeeper heard Lu Zhanqing's words, he snorted coldly and said, "Then Young Master Qing should go to see the old gentleman and the old lady, I'll go and do something else." β
"Hey, how do you talk?!" Wen Soft couldn't help it, and shouted loudly.
The housekeeper frowned, his gaze swept over his soft face, and scolded: "Where did you come from, an uneducated cheap girl, dare to be wild in the Lu family!" β
"Keep your dog's eyes wide and look closely! Grandma is Lu Zhanqing's wife, your young grandmother of the Lu family! You're just a male servant, dare you talk to me like that, don't you want to do it! Wen Softly pointed at his nose and scolded.
The butler's eyes were stunned.
After a few seconds, he reacted and said in a stiff tone: "It turned out to be a young grandmother, I'm sorry, you didn't introduce your identity, I didn't recognize it." Moreover, for the sake of the health of the old gentleman and the old lady, I ask for your forgiveness if there is something inappropriate in my speech. β
Where is the slightest hint of a sincere apology?
The soft and soft lungs were about to explode, Wen Siya and Jiang Mengge bullied her, but at least the maid at home didn't dare to ride on her head, this Lu family's maid was too unruly!
"You apologize to my husband immediately, otherwise, today's matter is not over!"
The housekeeper's eyebrows jumped, this girl was too spicy, she made a fuss, and provoked the old gentleman and the old lady, so it was a big deal: "Young Master Qing, don't you care about the young grandmother?" β
"I can't stop her."
Lu Zhanqing said indifferently.