Chapter 747: A Poor Life

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The screams not far away were getting weaker and weaker, and Xia Ruo's eyes were also sharp-eyed, and he saw that several people dragged the woman away, and the woman's hands were still dragging on the ground, pulling a long blood stain.

The gold thief may be able to live, but escape......

Die.

She seemed to get it.

And the colder the wind, the more cloudy the sky became, and she shrunk her fingers, numbness no longer like her own.

Chu Lu picked up her daughter from the car and dragged her little one to the kindergarten.

"Go to school obediently, after school, Dad will come back to pick you up," squatting down, he put his daughter's little one to his mouth, exhaled hot air to his daughter's little one, and then rubbed her little one.

"Come, kiss Daddy," Chu Lu leaned his face forward.

Xiaoyudi hugged Lou's father by the neck and kissed him on the face.

In the past six months, their father and daughter have relied on each other, Chu Lu has always taken care of his daughter, he has always come by himself, he doesn't need others, he is too good to Xiaoyudi, but also too painful.

And children are the simplest and simplest feelings, but they are also the most clear.

She is very clear about who is good to her and who is not good to her.

"Be well-behaved," Chu Lu stroked his daughter's little face, "Eat well, and when Dad comes back from work, he will take you to eat something delicious." ”

"Okay," Xiao Yudian agreed, and was picked up by Chu Lu and walked in front of Teacher Xiao Meng.

"I'm sorry for you." Chu Lu handed over his daughter to Teacher Xiaomeng. Xiaoyu is in the toddler, he is not worried, this kindergarten is actually bought by him, and he has specially hired two teachers to take care of his daughter

It's that this kid has been talking too much since Xia Ruoxin disappeared, and he almost doesn't communicate with people much except for a few more words to him.

In fact, he was a little scared, Xiaoyudian went on like this, it was not a good way, he took Xiaoyudian to see a psychiatrist, and the psychiatrist also said that this child is sensitive by nature, and when she grows up, it may be fine.

Yes, I have to grow up a little more, but when will such a little child grow up?

"Goodbye, Dad," Xiao Yudian shook her little at Chu Lu.

"Goodbye baby," Chu Lu bent down again and rubbed his daughter's soft little head, this is when he got into the car and went to work in the company.

Hello president, as soon as he entered, the employees of various departments greeted him when they saw him.

And he just nodded faintly, walked forward without squinting, and then got on the elevator until the eighteenth floor, but his finger was a press, and the elevator was parked on the tenth floor, the tenth floor is still the same, this is the place where the company holds a large-scale annual meeting, and basically no one comes over on weekdays, and it is also a special place, leading to his 18th floor, but it is an independent existence.

There is an office here, which is the first office to be used for so many years, and the owner of this office used to be called Xia Ruoxin.

He walked in, it was very clean, almost spotless, and there was a pot of plants on the table, which had long since dried up due to lack of water, but he still did not want to throw away the old ones.

He always felt that she would definitely come back, and when she returned, he would buy a pot to take good care of, instead of being like him, although he came to water every day, but in the end he died, as for why he died.

Du Jingtang said that he poured too much water and was doused to death.

The finger swiped lightly, leaving a shallow mark on the table, but I don't know if it will also leave a trace on the tip of some people's hearts.

Closing the door, he went to his office,

"Cousin, you're here," Du Jingtang also stood up as soon as he saw him, I have been waiting for you for a long time, and he yawned, obviously, this is an extra night's shift.

"You didn't sleep?" Chu Lu walked over, sat down, and opened the pieces that Du Jingtang had handled, and sure enough, they were almost done.

"It's okay, I slept for a while," Du Jingtang pointed to the small suite inside, "You're good there, but I haven't slept enough, you are busy first, I'll continue to sleep," he said, he put it for a while, and then went in to make up for sleep.

"That's right, cousin."

Du Jingtang suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly turned back again.

"There's news from the people over there."

Chu Lu paused for a moment in the information he was holding.

"It's good or bad," and he doesn't really know whether he wants to listen to the good or the bad, or maybe it's better not to listen to anything.

"It's not good, it's not bad," Du Jingtang touched his chin, not knowing how to answer.

"Well, what do you mean?" Chu Lu turned on the computer, and had already output a command on the computer, and the computer also opened it, of course, he did not forget to listen to what Du Jingtang said.

"It's not interesting," Du Jingtang pursed his mouth, "It's just not good, it's not bad, there's no big news, it's been half a year, do we still have to investigate?" "It's been half a year since I checked, and sometimes Du Jingtang feels that Chu Lu is crazy at all, half a year, half a year has spent a lot of manpower and material resources, but it still hasn't been found, maybe the person has ......

They are all already desperate, but what about Chu Lu, do you want to continue.

Chu Lu put down the information, opened the drawer, closed his cigarette from it and smoked it.

"Cousin,"

"Well," Du Jingtang lay on the table.

"I'll keep looking, keep looking, all my life, you know?? Chu Lu half-narrowed his eyes, and the wisps of smoke were almost hazy in his eyes.

"I know," Du Jingtang stood up straight, okay, he knew, he wouldn't ask this kind of question again in the future, how could he forget that Chu Lu's temperament has been like this since he was a child, if he decides something very important, it will be difficult to change.

A lifetime, yes, a lifetime of poverty.

A lifetime, how long is that.

Du Jingtang went out, and then helped Chu Lu close the door, and Fanlu spit out smoke one by one, but it was only half a year, a ten-year-old man, in fact, was still young and at the peak of his life, but he could vaguely see the white hair between his sideburns, and he didn't deliberately dye it black.

And this is his wind and frost for half a year.

At this time, he rang out, and he slowly snuffed out the cigarette from his fingertips, and then took out his own, but it was an unfamiliar number, and he narrowed his eyes, who is this. There are not many people who can know his private number, and he can be sure that he has never seen such a number, although it is just a string of numbers, but he has been quite sensitive to numbers since he was a child, even if he can't remember, but in general there will be an impression, so this number, he can be sure that he has not seen it.