Killer baby is too tough

Chapter 19 The Master Has His Own Arrangements
Lin Qianqian's glass heart shattered into pieces.

Lu Xiangdong gave enough whips, and then slowly threw a candy, "I will come back as soon as possible."

Lin Qianqian was speechless, "You say that, I feel more dangerous. Young master, if I die unfortunately, you must remember to write my name in your household registration book."

"Don't worry, you'll be fine." Lu Xiangdong said calmly and hung up the phone.

Lin Qianqian held her mobile phone and didn't come to her senses for a long time, only hearing her heart beating violently in her chest.

"Lin Qianqian?" Fang Zhen watched silently as Lin Qianqian's face turned pale and red. If it wasn't for the time limit, Fang Zhen would not have interrupted her.

"Huh?" Lin Qianqian recovered from her contemplation, shook the phone in her hand, and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go."

After getting in the car, Lin Qianqian was still worried, took out her mobile phone and secretly texted Lu Xiangdong, "Are you familiar with your dad?"

When Lu Xiangdong received the text message, he replied speechlessly, "He is my father, do you think I know him well?"

Lin Qianqian was worried, "Is it my real father?"

Lu Xiangdong called directly, "Lin Qianqian!"

Fang Zhen took a sneak peek at Lin Qianqian, why didn't he know when it would start, Lu Xiangdong and Lin Qianqian were so nice that after hanging up the phone, they were about to start talking sweetly again not long after.

Lin Qianqian's ears were ringing from his yelling. She moved the phone away and replied innocently, "I just want to ask what kind of person he is."

Lu Xiangdong said impatiently, "Man."

Lin Qianqian poked at the table, "I mean, how is his temper?"

"Not good." Lu Xiangdong didn't hesitate.

Lin Qianqian was so choked up by such a simple answer that she couldn't speak for a while. She coughed lightly, cleared her throat, and then continued to ask, "How bad is it?"

"What exactly do you want to ask?"

"I just want to know, what will happen to him when he says he invites me to drink tea?"

"I don't know what will happen to him, but I know what will happen to you."

"How is it?" Lin Qianqian pricked up her ears.

"Go sideways."

Lin Qianqian silently hung up the phone.

The black car pulled the roadside scenery into long blurred lines one after another.

The flowers are green and colorful, reflecting each other together.

Lin Qianqian sat in the back seat, looked at the back of Fang Zhen's head for a while, and felt bored.When she was bored, she would start thinking wildly, and when she was thinking wildly, she would become even more restless.

Lin Qianqian worriedly poked her head forward, almost touching the back of Fang Zhen's head, "Xiao Fangzi, what do you think the old man likes to drink?"

Fang Zhen said expressionlessly, "Drink some water."

Lin Qianqian was startled, "Then what does he usually like to do most?
"Kill the young master." Fang Zhen still replied concisely and forcefully.

Lin Qianqian stared at Fang Zhen's swarthy head for a long time, pressed the center between her brows, and continued to ask without giving up, "Then is there anything he hates the most?"

This time, Fang Zhen returned a lot slower, "The master hates the women around the young master the most."

"..." Lin Qianqian sat back silently.

Fang Zhen glanced at Lin Qianqian's fading expression in the front rearview mirror, and said casually, "Do you have anything else to know?"

"Doesn't the old man have any normal hobbies?" Lin Qianqian looked at him suspiciously, leaned back, and lay down on the back seat in a more comfortable position.

Fang Zhen withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "Mona Lisa."

"Is that so." Lin Qianqian raised her hand and stroked her chin, lowered her eyelashes, as if she was thinking about something.

Fang Zhen turned the car around a corner, and stopped when the red light at the intersection ahead was on, "Do you still want to buy it as a gift for him?"

"No." Lin Qianqian looked at Fang Zhen contemptuously, she patted Fang Zhen's shoulder, and when he turned his head in confusion, she gave him a bright smile, "Look at me like Mona Lisa?"

Fang Zhen's expression froze, he turned around with a wooden face, and stopped talking.

Lin Qianqian curled her lips, leaned against the back seat and closed her eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Zhen pushed her awake.

In fact, Lin Qianqian had never fallen asleep. Along the way, she was thinking about what to say when she met Lu Jiarong.

So when Fang Zhen shook her awake, she pretended to just wake up, rubbed her eyes, yawned, staggered out of the car, and looked at the building in front of her.

The black asphalt road is wide enough to accommodate seven or eight cars side by side, and the two rows of tall trees on the road straighten their backs majestically, fluttering in the wind.

Lin Qianqian followed Fang Zhen and walked inside.

At the end of the road is a large four-storey villa.

There is a large private swimming pool in front of it. Lin Qianqian followed Fang Zhen into the villa from the road in the middle of the swimming pool.

Fang Zhen asked Lin Qianqian to wait in the living room, and walked towards the second floor by himself.

After a while, he walked down, "Master has a meeting going on, and he will have to wait for a few hours before he comes back."

Lin Qianqian rubbed her sore legs, raised her eyebrows and looked at Fang Zhen, "Then when he comes back, the young master has already come?"

Fang Zhen's eyes flickered, "Master has his own arrangements."

Lin Qianqian curled her lips into a half-smile.

She had thought that Lu Jiarong would make things difficult for her coming, but she never thought it would be so childish and straightforward.

Fang Zhen seemed very calm. He poured a glass of water for Lin Qianqian, "If you need anything, please tell me. Don't look outside."

Lin Qianqian bluntly took a big sip of water, took out her phone and shook it in front of Fang Zhen, "Can you tell me the Wife password?"

Fang Zhen's eyebrows twitched suspiciously. He took Lin Qianqian's call, quickly entered the password, and handed it to her.

Lin Qianqian didn't seem to care about Lu Jiarong's neglect, she held the phone and started playing Doudizhu.

So Lu Jiarong upstairs, who was about to watch a good show, saw from the computer screen that someone downstairs who should have been frowning was grinning happily fighting against the landlord.

(End of this chapter)