Killer baby is too tough

Chapter 11 My sadness can only be compensated with money

Seeing Lu Jiarong leave, Fang Zhen immediately walked over again, sat where Lu Jiarong was sitting just now, and looked at Lin Qianqian in surprise, "What did you talk about, that he let you go so easily?"

"He told me that my father is dead." Lin Qianqian said without blinking.

Fang Zhen's body froze when he sat down just now, and the red wine in his hand almost shook out. He paused, trying to find some sorrowful expression on Lin Qianqian's face.

Lin Qianqian frowned cooperatively.

The strange facial features made Fang Zhen unconsciously look away. After thinking for a long time, he could only say two words in the end, "Congratulations."

Lin Qianqian held out her hand to him.

"Huh?" Fang Zhen looked at her little white hand in confusion, "You want me to show you the palmistry, to find out if you are the only one born in heaven or not?"

"I asked you to give me money." Lin Qianqian's mouth twitched, "My sadness can only be compensated with money."

Fang Zhen's expression froze, "You should continue to be sad. If you miss this opportunity, it will be gone in the future. Your father can't die again. It's the only time in life. You can enjoy it slowly."

"My father is Lu Xiangdong." Lin Qianqian withdrew her hand helplessly.

Fang Zhen's eyes widened, and he swallowed hard, "No wonder the young master values ​​you so much, so you are his illegitimate daughter. But if you calculate it this way, the young master is really precocious."

Lin Qianqian grabbed an apple and put it in her mouth, not wanting to pay attention to Fang Zhen.

Fang Zhen said to himself, "Then why did Mr. Lu leave too? I don't think he looks very well. Did you bully him?"

"It's not my fault at all this time. It's the young master's fault. The old man called him grandpa, but he didn't stop him."

"what have you done?"

"I just told him that when I saw an elder, I called him grandpa. Who knew he would believe such a simple lie."

As expected, Fang Zhen moved his chair unconsciously, moving a little further away from Lin Qianqian, and then said, "Then the question now is whether the lie has been exposed."

Hearing what he said, Lin Qianqian couldn't help but shudder.

In my mind, the words Lu Jiarong said when he left - you are too indirect.

Recalling Lu Jiarong's meaningful eyes, Lin Qianqian felt sad. Did this expose, or was it exposed?
After tossing and tossing for a whole day, when Lin Qianqian was brought to Lu Xiangdong's apartment by Fang Zhen, it was almost dark.

Fang Zhen knocked on the door, and Lu Xiangdong's calm voice sounded inside, "Come in."

Lin Qianqian was so sleepy that she didn't see which door Fang Zhen was knocking on, so Fang Zhen opened the door and pushed her in.

Lu Xiangdong was soaking in the bathtub, looking at a financial magazine energetically.

When Lin Qianqian raised her head, she met a nearly naked body.

"Do you like it?" Lu Xiangdong asked in a good mood when he saw the rare blankness on her face.

Lin Qianqian rubbed her hands with a happy smile, "I like it."

Lu Xiangdong didn't intend to just let her go, instead he asked slowly, "How do you feel?"

Lin Qianqian almost turned around and rushed out.

What kind of feelings do you want her to express after taking a bath!
Just thinking about the purpose of her visit, Lin Qianqian suppressed the growl in her heart, and praised against her will, "Young Master's body is so flimsy and intriguing. His skin is like creamy fat, and his eyes are astounding. It's like the most beautiful woman in the sky. The clouds make the mouth dry and the tongue dry, and it's hard to restrain myself."

Lu Xiangdong tightened his grip on the magazine, and frowned slightly, "I'm asking you, how do you feel about meeting the old man today?"

Lin Qianqian's face turned red, but fortunately the thick layer of powder covered her expression.

She touched her nose, cheered up, and shook her head with a serious face.

"Huh?" Lu Xiangdong raised his head.

Lin Qianqian patted her chest and assured, "Young master, I don't have any feelings at all. Although the master looks very similar to you, I am by no means a superficial person who only looks at the appearance. Don't worry, I will never love you." will change."

Lu Xiangdong threw the magazine in his hand without any hesitation.

Lin Qianqian's glasses on the bridge of her nose were smashed to the ground. She touched her sore nose and looked at Lu Xiangdong with aggrieved eyes.

Lu Xiangdong's expression darkened, "Pick it up."

Lin Qianqian hesitated and did not move.

Lu Xiangdong's patience was almost worn out, he gritted his teeth, and shouted word by word, "Lin, Qian, Qian."

Lin Qianqian looked at him cautiously, "Master, are you sure you just let me pick it up, and won't let me pick it up and bring it back to you?"

"Get over here!" Lu Xiangdong growled impatiently as the veins on his forehead twitched, and he slapped the edge of the bathtub with a slap.

(End of this chapter)