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Feng Yu's eyebrows didn't move, and he looked out the window lifelessly, without any idea who came in.

Assistant Liu put the fruit away, and the person was polite: "Brother Feng." ”

When will the people below be able to call Feng Yu brothers, Shen Guangyao has a sense of the world's coldness, if he is not the son of the Shen family, I am afraid that he has become a floating corpse.

Liu Gu knew Feng Yu's character, and he also respected and admired Mr. Feng during his reign, so he didn't beat around the bush and said the matter directly.

Feng Yucai turned his head to look at the person who came, Liu Gu, a little impressed, not outstanding among the people below, only a little merit, honest, duty, never take a step beyond the thunder pool.

But that's when he still needs to hibernate, and who will not forget who he is when he sits in this position for a few years.

Feng Yu was still thinking about Mr. Lu, and supported him all the way to today's Mr. Lu: "This matter is ......" Feng Yu looked out the window again: "If you don't want to deal with it, you will abolish the person who hinted at Ms. Feng behind it." "Ms. Feng doesn't have time to stare at people who shouldn't be staring.

Liu Gu knew in his heart that Mr. Lu and the Lu and Feng families really had no affection, and he only came to make sure of this matter: "Brother Feng is recuperating from his injuries." ”

When Shen Guangyao saw that he was leaving, he thought of something, and asked directly: "How could Ms. Feng think of seeing Mr. Lu." ”

Liu Gu glanced at Shen Guangyao coldly.

Shen Guangyao had a string of in his heart, what do you see, he is just out of position, and his father is also an important minister of Shuguang Group's expansion of territory, ask what's wrong.

Liu Gu didn't need to say it, and he didn't have to say it, but he looked at Feng Yu, as a reward just now: "Mr. Lu has moved Lu Feng's new capital to a cooperation plan." ”

"Lu Feng's new capital?!" What kind of broken project will arouse Mr. Lu's interest, with Mr. Lu's personality, he can't remember what kind of place this is, Shen Guangyao almost immediately remembered someone: "The ancient words have been leaked again?!" "No, these materials will not appear in the Lu family, thinking that Gu Shi has been following the investment bank recently: "Gu Shi took a fancy to it? "In ancient times, I took a fancy to a fart, and in ancient times, I didn't dare to act beyond the ancient words, that is...... The old rhetoric is fancy? Mr. Lu gave her the project.

Shen Guangyao vaguely felt that it was inseparable from ancient rhetoric.

As soon as Shen Guangyao came up with such a thought, his tongue felt a suggestive pain.

Liu Gu didn't seem to hear it, turned around and left, he also followed Mr. Lu for two days and probably knew that Mr. Lu's girlfriend was a little ...... Questions, it's good to say that there are problems, he can't even understand, how can a calm and wise person like Mr. Lu not see that his girlfriend has a problem?

Shen Guangyao was stabbed by Liu Gu's attitude, and Liu Gu's indifference didn't show that he deserved to be dismissed for meddling.

But Shen Guangyao found that he couldn't control his brain, he couldn't help but think about the role played by the ancient rhetoric in this matter, and there was even a kind, could it be that he really didn't see through it, the ancient rhetoric just wanted to borrow Mr. Lu's hand to make money?

Shen Guangyao looked at Feng Yu, he thought that Feng Yu would react, after all, Feng Yu had the biggest opinion on ancient words, but Feng Yu didn't react, he still looked out the window expressionlessly, as if he didn't hear what Liu Gu said.

……

Gu Ci was wearing silk pajamas and leaning against the chaise longue in front of the window, lazily sketching.

In ancient times, I pushed open the door and entered.

The old rhetoric did not look up: "It's back." ”

"Hmm. What to eat? ”

"Let the kitchen cook whatever you want to eat."

In ancient times, standing behind my sister and watching her draw a majestic lion, I couldn't help but lie on the back of the couch and approached his sister, and my voice seemed to be coquettish: "You guys went to sketch." He looked at the front of him and drew a herd of elephants.

"Well, let me hand in a few assignments, I think it's all interesting, and I'll draw a few more when I see it."

Lu Zhiyuan pushed the door in.

Gu Shi immediately left his sister and stood still: "Brother Lu." ”

"Hmm."

The old rhetoric turned to the next frame: "Help me peel an apple." ”

In ancient times, I looked at my sister and then at Lu Zhiyuan, and I intuitively felt that my sister was not calling herself.

Aunt Wang, who was standing on the side and waiting to serve, didn't dare to come up, and before the young master came back, she just asked Mrs. if she wanted to eat some fruit, but she was refused.

Lu Zhiyuan's footsteps about to go upstairs turned back, went to the kitchen to get an apple and a knife, and sat on the sofa to sharpen her: "Went sketching?" He also saw a few exterior shots that had been turned over.

"Hmm."

Lu Zhiyuan peeled the apple.

The old words opened their mouths directly, and they didn't take their eyes off the drawing paper.

Seeing this, Lu Zhiyuan cut it into small pieces, sat down, and fed it to her mouth piece by piece: "Do your feet still hurt when you were young?" ”

Gu Shi's eyes instantly moved away from his hand holding the knife: "It doesn't hurt." ”

Lu Zhiyuan finished eating after seeing the resignation, and fed another piece: "It doesn't hurt and I don't stand still." "What is the pestle doing here, is it a backdrop!

In ancient times, he was not a fool, not to mention that this person couldn't do anything after the last incident: "Sister, I'll go change my clothes first, and I'll come over for dinner later." ”

"Well, go ahead."

Lu Zhiyuan took out a tissue to help her wipe her mouth: "The junior is ready to accept you." ”

Gu Ci bit a new apple: "No, I have only taken a few subjects, and there are still some subjects that need to be completed by the end of next month." ”

"Hard?"

"Okay."

Looking at the two people sitting together in ancient times, Lu Zhiyuan was worried about his sister's backache, so he moved the person to him, and then cut the apple even more and fed it to his sister one bite at a time.

In ancient times, he was a little suspicious that his eyes had reversed his cognition, Lu Zhiyuan definitely saw that his sister had wronged him, and he didn't believe that Shen Guangyao and Feng Yu didn't bite his sister when they were driven out.

Recently, his sister has taken another benefit, and there is a lot of money in Lu Zhai's expenses on weekdays, but Lu Zhiyuan didn't see it? Don't have a few in mind?

But he didn't say anything, and now Yaxing feeds his sister apples, looking at these two people from a distance, he even feels affectionate and affectionate.

In ancient times, I vaguely couldn't understand them, I couldn't understand his sister and Lu Zhiyuan, they still loved it?

"Ms. Ye asked if we had time to go back to dinner together." Lu Zhiyuan seemed to open his mouth casually.

After hearing the ancient words, he reluctantly put down his pen and looked at him: "Are you going?" After asking, his gaze returned to the sketch.

Lu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand to brush away the hair that fell on the side of her ear, revealing her thin white cheeks, he looked at it, and his fingertips couldn't help rubbing it up, pinching her round ears and lips.

The old rhetoric did not stop it, and the atmosphere was a little ambiguous between the wandering of his fingertips.

Lu Zhiyuan didn't go any further, repeatedly enjoying the feeling in his hands: "What about you? ”

"If you have time, you go, if you don't, you don't."

Lu Zhiyuan reminded her: "This is Ms. Ye's invitation. "He knew what that meant, and when he met the parents, their relationship was different.

"Whoever invites is different."

When Lu Zhiyuan heard this, he looked at her for a while, put down the tray in his hand, lowered his head and stopped in her ear: "Do you want me to have time?" ”

The old rhetoric moved his head away a little, and his voice was coquettish: "Stop me from drawing." ”