Lu Zhiyuan finished washing, put his hand on the doorknob, stopped for a moment, turned around and went to the study, he didn't turn on the light, the dim moonlight fell through the heavy glass, and only the dazzling screen was left.

The computer was neatly displayed with traces of being browsed, all the files had been opened, and one folder had been taken care of.

Lu Zhiyuan watched quietly for a while, and dialed a heavy phone: "I have new ideas for the next quarter, and I will have a meeting at the company tomorrow." After hanging up the phone, he hovered the mouse over the folder that had been taken care of and clicked Delete.

What is there to keep for what is useless.

……

Aunt Wang has recently vaguely realized that the relationship between Mrs. and Mr. is a bit problematic, but if there is a problem, the two also talk, and when they eat, they will ask each other what they eat, and also help each other prepare what each other needs.

But she just felt that their relationship was very cold, it was said that the two young masters had started school, and Mrs. was in the third year of college as she wished, so everything should be eased, not to mention that when the two young masters started school, Mrs. was obviously very enthusiastic about Mr. Lu.

Now that school has just started for a month, why are the two sides conflicting again?

Aunt Wang was puzzled, Mr. Lu's assistants were replaced by men, and there were no girls in the laboratory, what else could it be?

Just like now, Mrs. is painting on the balcony, and Mr. Lu is reading a book in the living room, and three hours have passed, and the two have not spoken a word.

Mr. Lu didn't go to the balcony to read, and Mrs. didn't paint on the chaise longue, obviously one step away, but the atmosphere was indescribably weird, and even the atmosphere with Lu Mansion was also very strange.

Even when he had to speak, Mrs. was not in high spirits, and Mr. Lu should be hasty.

The mood of the ancient words is good, in the morning of early autumn, I have nothing to do to draw a few autumn scenes, look at the blue sky, and enjoy the sun as if it has been tamed, which is rare and comfortable.

As for her losses in the last three months, in fact, it was okay, it was not obtained by serious means, and it was found useless after three months of preparation, and it was nothing.

The whole thing is nothing more than that she integrated half of the funds in her hand to undertake Chonggang's project, but at the beginning of the month, she found that Chonggang had no need for this.

There must be losses and losses, it is okay to say that it hurts the muscles and bones, the old words don't care, she is just thinking about Lu Zhiyuan's intentions?

To express his displeasure with her moving his things? Proof that he endured himself to a critical point, impatient to take it without telling him? Or...... Finally tired of the boring relationship between the two for nearly half a year?

Gu Ci didn't dare to think about the latter, after all, who knows what he wants, anyway, he is now pampered and arrogant, and he wants a girlfriend who must get something.

Therefore, after finding out that he had lost a large amount of money, the dissatisfaction on the face of the ancient rhetoric was directly brought out, which was manifested in the fact that he was cold to him, did not talk to him unnecessarily, and canceled leisure meals.

With a look of his unkind and unjust attitude that he failed her, he knew what she was doing recently, but he didn't remind himself, of course, the old rhetoric was 'confident' dissatisfaction.

Lu Zhiyuan's attitude was even colder, and he didn't know whether to sarcastically mock herself or her, but fortunately, it was not the first time she had such an attitude, and now she can also be said to have experience.

She didn't know what she had lost, and he didn't know, after all, he didn't let her see the documents, and it was normal for things related to the plan to be changed, and it also made her change the habit of 'taking' things from him more than once, so as not to get longer and longer.

This...... Her loss is indeed a bit big, and she should be taught a lesson, if she seriously reflects and takes the initiative to admit her mistakes, it is not without room for negotiation.

Steward Mei: "Mr. Lu, lunch is ready." ”

Aunt Wang: "Madam, lunch is ready." ”

Lu Zhiyuan accepted the book, and the half-worn shirt was buttoned to the last button.

Gu Ci put down his paintbrush, stretched his waist and did a group of yoga, and also sat down at the table to eat.

The two sat a little far away, and had no intention of sharing each other's trivia.

The two of them knew it, but they didn't pierce the layer of window paper, and they maintained the relationship remotely and mechanically.

The woman waited coldly for the man to bow his head like any time.

The man is bound to teach the woman a lesson, or...... Let her know that if she wants something, she should have the attitude of asking for things and recognize her position.

Gu Ci drank pumpkin porridge, in fact, she vaguely felt that as long as this continued, the two of them would enter a period of emotional paralysis after a long time, which was not fresh, very chicken, tasteless, and a pity to discard.

Gu Ci frowned: "Uncle Zhao, the porridge is too sweet, I said that it should be six points sweet." ”

It is six points of sweetness, accurate to the gram of sugar, and the kitchen steward immediately stepped forward: "It's all the people below who are careless, I'll go and change it for Mrs., Mrs. will taste today's walnut soup first."

"I don't eat walnut soup, a smell."

Yes? This is the recipe that Mr. Lu specially asked for for his wife from the store, and the lady said she liked it at that time: "Okay, Mrs. try the newly made tofu sauerkraut bun in the kitchen." ”

"What kind of stuffing?" Gu Ci barely took a bite, and it turned out to be surprisingly delicious.

Steward Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, if you like it, if you like it, Mrs. has a heavy taste, and Mr. Lu can't eat it in one bite, and sometimes he can't smell it.

But if Mrs. wants to eat it, it is different, Mrs. can eat: "Madame eats, I'll go change pumpkin porridge for you." ”

When—the spoon made a slight noise on the porcelain plate, not loud, but enough to make the already not-so-good atmosphere tense.

The old mantra does not squint and continues to eat his own lunch.

Steward Zhao didn't dare to look at it, so he hurried to the kitchen, but he was frantically weighing in his heart, will he still be able to make two bean sauerkraut buns in the future? Do! Mrs. will do it without leaving the Lu family.

……

In ancient times, I deliberately asked for leave to come back at night, and they had strict management in their freshman year, and dormitory students could not easily ask for leave, but my sister had such a big thing and didn't let anyone in the company tell him.

In ancient times, when I entered the door, I saw Lu Zhiyuan talking to Assistant Liu in the pavilion, because Assistant Liu did not manage the private affairs of the Lu family, he was not familiar with Assistant Liu, at least not as familiar as Shen Guangyao at that time: "Brother Lu, Brother Liu." ”

Lu Zhiyuan did not respond.

Assistant Liu bowed politely.

Gu Shi didn't care, he restrained himself from staying away from them, so he ran to find his sister, does my sister still have liquidity in her hand, do you really want to sell the company that made money to pay off the debt, Lu ...... Brother Lu doesn't care?

Moreover, why didn't Chonggang tell my sister in advance if I didn't do this project, my sister might be depressed because of the failure of this investment.

"How did you come back?" The ancient words are surprising.

Aunt Wang hurriedly served the tea meticulously.

In ancient times, they were going to die in a hurry: "Sister, you want to sell a plastic factory!" "That's one of the two companies that have been profitable for a long time under my sister's name, and if it is sold......

Gu Ci continued to sort out the paint in his hand: "I came back in a panic just for this matter." ”

This is not serious, I didn't drink tea in ancient times, and walked directly to the eldest sister: "Didn't you say that it was foolproof?" My sister never said she missed: "How ......"