Killer baby is too tough

Chapter 10 Handsome Face, Slowly Distorted

Lin Qianqian looked up at the sky, deliberately raised her voice and said loudly, "Grandpa, you heard me, I didn't call my uncle on purpose, but he was eager to have an in-depth exchange of thoughts with you, so I won't bother you. .”

Lu Xiangdong's phone was turned up to the maximum, and he could hear Lu Jiarong's panting breathing.

After thinking about the chances of his voice not being recognized by Lu Jiarong, Lu Xiangdong finally came to a conclusion, which was zero.He tactfully put the phone farther away, without taking a breath.

After Lu Jiarong took the phone, he was also stunned, silent for a second, and said, "What should I call him? Uncle Lily?"

Lin Qianqian buried her head in a sip of the juice, and said without thinking, "This kind of thing is mentioned in elementary school textbooks, seeing elders, male grandpas, female grandmas."

"Elementary school still teaches this?" Lu Jiarong's expression clearly showed distrust.

Lin Qianqian spat out the straw slowly and wiped her mouth, "Didn't you learn it in elementary school?"

"I never went to elementary school."

Lin Qianqian put the straw in her mouth again and looked up at the sky. Could this be the legendary billionaire in the slums?
Just as he was thinking, he heard Lu Jiarong cough lightly, and finally said into the phone, "Grandpa, I have something to talk to Lily's father, can you let him come over?"

"Pfft—" The juice from Lin Qianqian's mouth sprayed out. Because of the posture with her head up, the juice that sprayed out was like a fountain. After rising for a certain distance, it fell down again and sprinkled all on Lin Qianqian's face.

The person who moved almost the same as her was Lu Xiangdong on the other end of the phone.

grandfather?

Lu Xiangdong looked at his face on the phone screen, slightly distorted.

"Hello?" Seeing that there was no answer from the other end of the phone, Lu Jiarong couldn't help raising his voice.

Lu Xiangdong looked at the empty office, and it was too late to call for someone. In desperation, he covered his mouth with one hand, lowered his voice, and replied in a dead voice, "He's not free."

Lu Jiarong frowned and asked, "What's the matter with him? I heard from Lily that he is currently in the United States. If you are worried about the long distance, I can send someone to pick him up by plane."

"No, he's dead." After Lu Xiangdong finished speaking impatiently, he immediately hung up the phone.

Lu Jiarong stayed for five seconds before putting down the phone that he had hung up on, and his eyes fixed on Lin Qianqian.

Lin Qianqian's scalp was tensed by his gaze. Out of concern for her own safety, Lin Qianqian coughed lightly, held the juice in front of her chest, and asked tentatively, "What does my grandfather say?"

"There is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear." Lu Jiarong looked at her hesitantly.

"Bad." Lin Qianqian thought for a while and replied slowly.

"Your grandpa doesn't seem to like me very much."

"My grandpa has a bad temper, you don't have to pay attention to him. What's the good news?"

"You don't have to spend time waiting for your father, he won't come anymore." Lu Jiarong withdrew his hand, his carefully maintained fingers were still as slender and strong as a teenager.

Lin Qianqian was stunned, "Why?"

"He's dead." Lu Jiarong looked calm.

"Oh, it's fine if you die..." Lin Qianqian's eyes widened suddenly in the middle of speaking, "What are you talking about, my dad is dead?"

Lu Jiarong nodded, his white fingers drew irregular circles on the table.

Lin Qianqian was confused, "Didn't you say there is only one bad news?"

"It's not bad news." Lu Jiarong leaned his brows together.

Lin Qianqian shook the cup in her hand, "Is this good news?"

"No." Lu Jiarong seemed very dissatisfied with Lin Qianqian's questioning, "This is just bad news."

Consume your sister!Lin Qianqian gritted her teeth uncontrollably and cursed in her heart.

Lu Jiarong patted her on the shoulder and stood up gracefully, "My condolences."

"Don't you have anything else to say?" Although it wasn't true, Lin Qianqian still felt a little powerless to his perfunctory tone. She put down the glass and adjusted her facial expression to freeze on sadness.

Lu Jiarong looked at her in surprise, "What else should I say?"

"As your future daughter-in-law, you can only mourn when your future in-laws pass away. Could it be..." Lin Qianqian paused, then stretched out her hand, "Don't you want to give me something?"

Lu Jiarong looked at her like a fool, "You think that without your father, Lu Xiangdong will still be with you. Those who can't provide benefits will only become a burden if they stay. He was never that kind of philanthropist. "

Lin Qianqian's hands froze in the air, "You are too straightforward."

"You're too indirect." Lu Jiarong put the sunglasses on his face, stopped looking at Lin Qianqian's expression, and walked out steadily.

(End of this chapter)