Killer baby is too tough

Chapter 20 Negotiations
After Lin Qianqian won thirteen times in a row, Lu Jiarong called Fang Zhen.

Fang Zhen patted Lin Qianqian on the shoulder after answering the phone, "Master has already returned, let you go up."

Lin Qianqian reluctantly withdrew from her unfinished round and followed Fang Zhen upstairs.

Lu Jiarong's study is in the first room on the second floor.

There are tall and transparent floor-to-ceiling windows on three sides, and the warm sunlight shines in from the outside, covering every corner of the room gently, and even the air in the room becomes warm.

It's just that after Lu Jiarong sat in the room, even the sunlight dimmed a lot, and he shrank in the corner aggrieved, staring at Lu Jiarong with a bad face tremblingly.

"I just finished the meeting, I hope you don't mind." Lu Jiarong spoke in a calm tone as if he wanted to express his self-cultivation. Of course, if his face is not so ugly, he really looks like a middle-aged man , a mild-tempered aristocratic gentleman.

Lin Qian smiled faintly, "Of course not. I'm just curious which door you came in from. I've been downstairs all along, but I didn't even see you coming in."

Lu Jiarong's expression remained unchanged, "The video conference was held here."

After speaking, Lu Jiarong pointed to the computer in front of him.

Lin Qian smiled and looked at him.

Lu Jiarong had a frank face.

Lin Qianqian finally understood who inherited Lu Xiangdong's astonishingly thick skin.She withdrew her gaze, "It's because I'm ignorant. I didn't know such a high-tech thing before."

Lu Jiarong tapped lightly on the computer cover, "Lu Xiangdong also has it."

Lin Qianqian looked at his slender and powerful hand calmly, without making a sound.

Lu Jiarong continued on his own, "However, he will be lost soon."

Lin Qianqian remained silent.

Lu Jiarong smiled and asked her, "Am I right, Lin Qianqian?"

"That's up to you." Lin Qianqian said without saying a word.In sight, Lu Jiarong's hand slid quickly on the lid as if out of control, and landed heavily on the table, making a muffled "bang".

Lu Jiarong took a deep breath and felt a surge of anger in his chest.

This uncontrollable anger was very similar to his own performance when facing Lu Xiangdong.

Thinking of Lu Xiangdong, Lu Jiarong's breathing became a little rougher.

"Sharp teeth. Speaking of which, I think you look familiar. I wonder if we've met somewhere." Lu Jiarong suppressed his anger, and stared at Lin Qianqian unkindly, as if he wanted to wipe the bruises on her face. All the camouflage was stripped off.

The calmer his tone, the stronger the hidden threat.

It's a pity that Lin Qianqian's expression was still the same, she didn't even blink her eyelashes, she just looked straight at Lu Jiarong like that, and even showed a blank expression on her face, "Could it be in a dream?"

"Boom!" The louder sound than before echoed in the room as Lu Jiarong slapped the table with his palm.

The warm yellow sun shivered, retracted its head, and hid behind the thick clouds.

"Lin Qianqian." Lu Jiarong's voice was almost squeezed through his teeth. He was not a person who could endure his anger.

Ever since he knew that Lu Xiangdong had replaced Fang Zhen who had followed him for many years for Lin Qianqian who came out of nowhere, Lu Jiarong had turned into a powder keg full of explosives, which could explode at any time.

Now, Lin Qianqian's veins are throbbing even more stimulated by Lin Qianqian's nonchalant tone.

Lin Qianqian raised her eyelids, took half a step forward, stopped in front of the table, and leaned over to put her ear together, "Speak, I'll listen."

Because Lu Jiarong was sitting, in this posture, to see Lin Qianqian's face clearly, he could only look up.He just made this action, his face turned black, he lowered his head stiffly, allowing himself to look down as usual...

Then, he saw Lin Qianqian's slightly undulating chest.

Lin Qianqian covered her chest, took a big step back, and stared at him in horror, "Master, what are you going to do, I'm your daughter-in-law!"

Lu Jiarong slapped the table and stood up, "I don't have a daughter-in-law!"

"Yes." Lin Qianqian put down her hands and rubbed her buzzing ears. It's a waste to use such a nice voice to roar.

Lu Jiarong stretched his neck, the blood vessels on the neck were throbbing, he gritted his teeth and said, "No!"

"Okay, no." Lin Qianqian shrugged.

Lu Jiarong's swear words and roars were swallowed back by her calm reaction.

With a sullen face, he sat back on the chair again, and Lu Jiarong said again, "I don't want to talk nonsense with you, Lin Qianqian, leave Lu Xiangdong."

Lin Qianqian lowered her hands, hung by her side, and looked at him sideways, "How much are you going to give me?"

Lu Jiarong sneered, "Not a dime."

Lin Qianqian revealed a suspicious expression.

Lu Jiarong stared at her fiercely, "I only give you two ways, leave him, or die."

Lin Qianqian sighed and spread her hands, "It's the 21st century now, it's not like before, if you want to kill someone, what do you need the police for? Wang Fa is still there."

Lu Jiarong laughed even colder when he heard this, "Wang Fa? I am Wang Fa!"

Lin Qianqian was silent.

She has seen many arrogant and unscrupulous people, but this is the first time there is a person who is so arrogant that people want to slap him so much.

However, Lin Qianqian could only think about it.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Qianqian said, "I will leave the young master."

Lu Jiarong raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly, "You're smart."

"But..." Lin Qianqian paused, seeing Lu Jiarong's face suddenly turned cold and dark, pinched her own palm, and continued, "Give me another three months. After three months, You don't need to say anything, I will automatically stay away from him and never see him again."

"I want you to leave him immediately, immediately, right now!" Lu Jiarong patted the table, "I will never allow Lu Xiangdong to have any weird women around him. He is the heir of my Lu Group, so he must follow his father's rules. Follow the path arranged!"

Lin Qianqian frowned without leaving any trace, tilted her head to look at Lu Jiarong's tightly clenched fist, and said softly, "Then do you know a word?"

Lu Jiarong narrowed his eyes, "What?"

"Daydreaming." Lin Qianqian slowly spit out these four words, looking at Lu Jiarong's eyes, she was so calm that there was no wave, but this kind of calm compared with Lu Jiarong's fury, seemed to be mocking his excitement.

The powder keg that had been waiting for a long time was finally ignited.

(End of this chapter)