Mr. Lu's family's act of being a demon

Chapter 140 has something on your mind

He snatched Lu Ming's watch and ran away.

Butler Wu was woken up by the maid, and ran out anxiously from the gate in a plaid pajamas, with a panicked and anxious expression on his face.

"Mr. Lu, you can ask me to do this kind of thing, why come here yourself?"

It was the first time he saw Mr. Lu snatching things from a homeless man. If he was caught by a reporter, it would really hit the headlines tomorrow.

The prince of S City used a world-limited watch worth millions to snatch a piece of clothing from a homeless man, and it became a joke when it spread.

"..." Lu Ming didn't respond. He just took the clothes and opened the cuffs to look at the golden dragon embroidered on the shirt inside. The corner of his mouth subconsciously evoked a smile of relief that was lost and found again.

Hand over the clothes to Butler Wu: "After washing, send it to my room immediately."

"..." Butler Wu was so shocked that his jaw was about to drop.Did he hear wrong?

This dress was originally what Mr. Lu didn’t want before. Miss Jing had already tossed it like moldy dried vegetables that day. Although it was ironed in the end, the shape of the clothes was not as perfect as before, and it was touched by a tramp just now. passed.

Butler Wu disliked this dress, yet Mr. Lu could still laugh.

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Jing Yiren was lying on the bed in the room but couldn't fall asleep.

She stared directly at the curtains in front of her with round eyes. The balcony window was not closed, and the curtains swayed gently with the breeze.

Jing Yiren has lived for 14 years, and has never fallen asleep after thinking about it like these days.I've never had such insomnia like these days.

She wanted to sleep so much, she didn't have to think about anything when she fell asleep.

Unexpectedly, my uncle's wedding photos appeared again and again in my mind.

Uncle had been busy with her all day, and the washed, ironed, and embroidered clothes were ruthlessly thrown away.

In the past few days, she has been thinking about this matter in her head, and there is a picture of her uncle trampling on clothes mercilessly.

Even in dreams, I keep doing this over and over again.

Isn't it just a piece of clothing?What is she thinking?Last time, the clothes she embroidered for the chief's wife were thrown into the water differently, and she didn't think so much.

what's wrong with her?
In the past few days, she has suffered from insomnia almost every day. She can't sleep at night, and she only sleeps lightly for a few hours during the day.

It was the same with Jing Yiren today, it was almost noon when a servant came in to wake her up, saying that Jing Xi had come to look for her.

She lazily got up from the bed.

After she washed up and went downstairs, she came down to the living room with a weak and distraught appearance, which shocked Jingxi.

She stepped forward and asked with concern: "What's the matter with you? Why do you feel that you have lost weight?" Jing Yiren pinched her face, she really lost weight.

Jing Yiren shook his head helplessly, went to the dining table and pulled out a chair to sit down: "I don't know. Recently I can't fall asleep. I can't eat."

"..." Jingxi thought for a while: "Do you have something on your mind? I'll take you out to play, and you'll feel refreshed immediately, and you'll be sure to sleep soundly at night. And I have something good for you."

Jing Yiren thought that she didn't go anywhere except to dance class these days, and only practiced Qi at home and just played with her mobile phone and thought wildly, so why not go relax with Jingxi.

He followed Jingxi and went out without eating lunch.

Jing Yiren was sitting in Jingxi's car, looking out the window, the green belt in the middle of the road quickly swept past his eyes.

There was a melodious song playing in the car, which was very nice, and the male singing voice was clean and immature.

The classical music is melodious, graceful and beautiful, which is very suitable for Jingyi people's taste.

(End of this chapter)