time-limited addiction

Chapter 47 What Are You Doing, Mr. Zhou

Wei Sulin walked to the Maybach and knocked down the window of the rear seat.

"Second son."

After a while, the windows were lowered.

Zhou Lushen closed the computer, pressed his ring finger on the thin silver-rimmed glasses on the tip of his nose, and cast a sideways glance at Wei Sulin.

Wei Sulin's hands froze in the air, and he was stunned.

It is rare to see Zhou Luchen wearing glasses, unless he touches the computer a lot, Zhou Luchen will wear eye protection.

Wear it once to make women confused.

The silver thin-rimmed glasses cover those long eyes that look like cats.

Silver, the most noble mood.

The sense of abstinence is matched with his demeanor that exudes a sense of indulgence.

That kind of bad to the bone, very deadly.

Wei Sulin took a look, the second son is a bit of a scumbag, the whole world is full of scumbags, it is not unreasonable for girls to fall on him, the hardware capital is there, he is handsome, he has power, and he will give him whatever he wants .

Zhou Lu's voice was a little hoarse, "What are you shouting for?"

Wei Su returned to his senses and pointed to the two-story courtyard, "Your little fox is at Mrs. Xu's house."

Zhou Lushen took off the thin-rimmed silver-rimmed glasses on the tip of his nose, raised his eyes slightly, and saw the car window.

The little girl was drying radishes in the yard, each one was tied with a rope and hung on a bamboo pole by her heart.

The scattered afterglow of the setting sun shone on her body, and the long fluttering hair exuded a flimsy light.

She was looking over, looking at each other.

Shen Jing was stunned.

Facing the man sitting in the luxury car, his mood was indescribably complicated.

He quickly dispelled the idea that he came here specifically to find her. It turned out that he and Wei Sulin were here to persuade her to sign.

It was even more unexpected that Zhou Lvshen would go out in person, because the old lady had to move.

Just looking at Mr. Zhou in suit and leather shoes getting out of the car and walking towards here, he handed the glasses in his hand to the assistant.

Shen Jing never imagined how thrillingly lazy Mr. Zhou would be wearing silver-rimmed glasses.

But he didn't pay attention to her, he just walked past her without even looking at her.

So beautiful in vain.

Don't watch it if you don't read it, and pretend not to be familiar with it when you meet, isn't Mr. Zhou doing too little?

When playing together, he, Mr. Zhou, is not so indifferent, he is obviously very beautiful and romantic.

What indifference.

Shen Jing exhaled lightly and concentrated on drying the radishes.

There is a stone-milled tea table in the yard.

Zhou Lu sat down opposite Mrs. Xu, and took the contract from Wei Sulin.

Put it in front of Mrs. Xu.

Zhou Lushen said with a blank expression, "If you think it's noisy, I'll move your house to the opposite side of the river."

Shen Jing felt that he was really cruel.

Regardless of whether facing men, women, young or old, the noble and reserved son-in-law doesn't have the slightest empathy.

Mrs. Xu put on her reading glasses and looked at the contract carefully, "Are young people so decisive in doing things?"

Zhou Lushen still said softly, "The whole village signed, but you didn't sign. You are blocking the whole village's money for your own sake." After a pause, "Is it appropriate?"

The old lady Xu didn't let go, "I have my choice, if I don't want to, I just don't want to. Other people's money has nothing to do with me."

Zhou Lu opened his lips, "Tomorrow the construction truck will come and start construction."

Shen Jing glanced at Wei Sulin, and waved gently, Wei Sulin looked around blankly, pointing at herself.

Shen Jing nodded, and Wei Sulin approached.

Wei Sulin whispered, "Why are you here?"

Shen Jing asked herself in a low voice, "Are you going to move Grandma's house to the opposite side?"

The conversation between the two was so low that only the other could hear it.

Wei Sulin nodded, "The funds have already been allocated, and there is no longer any delay."

Shen Jing, "Grandma is used to living here, have you considered others?"

"I still want you to persuade Grandma." Wei Sulin said.

Shen Jing refused, "I don't persuade you."

"Ah Jing, serve them tea and treat them well, it will be a waste of time for them to come." Mrs. Xu suddenly called out.

Oh, Shen Jing, wiped her hands, turned around and went into the room to fetch the teapot and come out.

At the perfect sunset, she bent down slightly, and a few strands of soft long hair hung down.

Put the teacup lightly.

Zhou Lushen caught a glimpse of the hemostatic gauze wrapped around her right hand. She moved clumsily, and the tea scalded her fingertips, but she quickly took them back.

They looked at each other without saying a word.

Her misty eyes lowered and blinked for a while, angry and resentful.

Zhou Luchen sneered slightly.

Tea, he didn't touch it.

If the other party does not sign, there is no need to drink this tea.

Mrs. Xu is reluctant to part with her radish field, and the land under her feet for decades.

It's not too far to move to the other side of the river, but who would be willing.

Zhou Lushen pushed the agreement directly in front of Mrs. Xu, and calmly got up and left.

He glanced at Shen Jing calmly, "Follow me."

"Drying radishes." Shen Jing lowered her head, carefully stroking the radishes in her hand.

That one is white and fat.

The wind tousled her hair, and the plain white satin cheongsam wrapped tightly around her waist, thin and stubborn.

It is rare to see the woman around her so angry, showing weakness at every turn, coquettish and coquettish at every turn.

Zhou Lu looked away, his face gradually lost the comfort it had when he spoke.

The pair of leather shoes walked away, and Gao Jun's tall and straight figure gradually disappeared from sight.

The driver stretched out his hand respectfully, "Please follow me, Miss Shen."

The radish in Shen Jing's hand was thrown into the basket, and then she got into the Maybach.

The driver closed the door, walked not far away to smoke and wait.

Wei Sulin didn't know where to go, so he stared at the job of drying radishes. The young master had never done it before, so he found it fresh and curious.
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The air conditioner in the luxury car is extremely cold.

Shen Jing obediently sat down beside Zhou Luchen, with her hands on her thighs.

"What happened to your hand?" he asked.

Zhou Luchen didn't look at her either.

From her point of view, the man's emotions were not at all colored, his profile was clear and distinct, and he looked indifferent.

"I told you." Shen Jing lightly rested her chin on her hand, "You don't care about me."

Zhou Luchen turned slightly sideways, staring at her with dark eyes, as if he insisted on her explaining clearly.

Shen Jing looked away, and opened her mouth slightly, "The pipa is hurt, come to learn from grandma."

He glanced at her, "Cracked?"

Shen Jing: "You're still fierce to me."

Zhou Lu smiled deeply, "It's fierce."

"It's fierce." Shen Jing held some grudges, "The tone is very strong."

He picked up her hand and held it in his palm, "Let me see."

"Half of the nail on the index finger is missing, and there is a lot of blood."

Shen Jing handed it under his nose, feeling aggrieved like a pitiful little girl.

Zhou Lushen pinched her waist into his arms, put her on his lap and hugged her, and raised her fingers to look at her wickedly, "That's pretty pitiful."

I really can't tell that I feel distressed, like coaxing an injured kitten to play in my spare time.

Shen Jing hooked his tie with the other hand and pulled it down, his body tilted slightly, and the shadow pressed her.

The four eyes meet, nose to nose close entanglement.

When the beauty smiled, she had a coquettish look on her face, and she slowly rubbed the man's silky tie with her fingertips, which was very seductive, "Why, Mr. Zhou, you are so indifferent and cruel to me on the phone, and you can't stand my tears when we meet." Did you cry?"

Zhou Lu pursed his lips and laughed, "Narcissistic?"

(End of this chapter)