Daddy, Here Is Mommy

"Yes..."

Lu Sen felt uneasy, and his voice trembled slightly.

"No

Lu Hongzhan's eyes sank, and his empty eyes finally tightened.

"Big or little, isn't that good?"

Lu Sen is a little worried.

"Is it up to you or me in this family?"

Lu Hongzhan looked tight and roared at him.

"Big little, I'll go back to him."

Lu Sen's head dropped lower, bent over and withdrew from the octagonal pavilion.

Lu Hongzhan looked at the direction of his departure. His gloomy face looked like the weather at the moment.

Dull and gray.

Lu Sen just walked out of his sight when his mobile phone rang. The phone number is Gu Anhe, who is waiting at the gate.

He pressed the mute and did not hang up or answer.

“Shit！”

Gu An and his face sank, and scolded fiercely.

“……”

Ah Fu, who is sitting beside him, doesn't make a sound. His cold and sharp eyes have been staring at the dark iron gate of the "Lu family" old house.

Above the gate, there was a white harness.

Misty rain under, showing a trace of desolation, but also through the cold and dignified.

"Lu family" and "Jun family" complement each other, and naturally their status is higher than other families.

"Lu Hongzhan, when do you want to be a shrinking turtle?"

Seeing that Lu Hongzhan has not answered, Gu Anhe takes the mobile phone from his ear and squeezes his finger bone.

"Young master, do you want to break in directly?"

Ah Fu suggested.

"Wait a second..."

Gu An and his cold eyes glanced out of the window. The water mist blurred the window and blurred some of his sight lines.

Looking at this century old house, he could not help but feel a sad smile on his lips.

"Yes, young master."

Ah Fu's eyes are always on the dark iron gate.

Bang.

A moment later, the door opens and luxen comes with a black umbrella.

He stood in front of the bus, bent slightly, and said quite politely.

"I'm sorry to see you. I don't feel well today."

"Unwell?"

When Gu Anhe heard this, his smile became colder. He rolled down half of the car window and glanced at Lu Sen carelessly.

"You tell Lu Hongzhan that even if he can avoid the first day of junior high school, he can't hide for fifteen."

"Mr. Gu, I will convey it."

Lu Sen's heart was tight and he whispered back.

"Go."

Gu An and his brows tightened, facing the front row of bodyguards.

Lu Sen couldn't pull back from the road as the wheels skidded across the road, splashing a lot of rain on his body.

"I'm afraid I have to tell San Shao about it."

He immediately turned around and called Lu Yiyao.

"Gu Anhe went to Chengyuan?"

Lu Yiyao is sitting in front of his broad desk, his deep eyes are removed from the documents.

"Yes, three little."

"What did he do in the past?"

"He wanted to see big and little, but he refused."

"Ha ha..."

Lu Yi Yao's sharp lips filled with a cold smile.

Did Lu Hongzhan know he was afraid?

"San Shao, before Mr. Gu left, let me tell Dashao that he can hide past the first day of junior high school, but he can't hide until the 15th..."

"What did Lu Hongzhan say?"

"I haven't told him yet..."

Luxen pauses, worried.

"San Shao, I see that Mr. Gu is coming fiercely. Will big or little be able to

"You can't live if you're guilty. Let Lu Hongzhan solve the problem by himself. "

Land wing distant cold proud voice.

"Yes..."

Lu Sen obviously didn't want to interfere. Hang up the phone, he quickly walked towards the octagonal pavilion in the backyard.

"President..."

Timo knocked on the door and came in with a cup of freshly brewed coffee in his hand.

"President, Xia Bozhong took Fu Jianming to Beiyuan."

"Has the survey of Yunjing 1 stopped?"

Lu Yi distant eyes light a tight, cold voice asks a way.

"People who went to the survey had diarrhea of different degrees, and the investigation stopped temporarily."

Timo put the coffee in front of him.

The aroma of coffee slowly diffused in the huge office.

"Gu Anhe can do such a dirty thing."

All the people in charge of the investigation happened to have diarrhea. I want to know with my toes that it must be Gu Anhe's hands and feet.

"President, do you want to report it?"Ding Mo stood at his desk and asked for instructions.

"Let's just go to the theatre. Will someone do it?"

Lu Yi Yao picked up the coffee cup and stirred the spoon in the cup.

Even if Tang Yi reminds him to drink less coffee and strong tea, he needs to use it to refresh himself because of too many things recently.

A light sip, bitter into the throat.

"Yes, president."

Ding Mo finished saying, just about to turn around, Lu Yi Yao said to him again.

"Pay more attention to dingpei recently."

"All right, president."

Ding Mo's heart seems to be pulled by what, raw pain.

Dingpei seems aloof and aloof. In fact, her inner feelings are much richer than the external ones. But, from small to big, she always likes to bury everything in the bottom of her heart.

For example, his feelings for Jiang Zhaowu.

Even if the relationship ended in vain, the heart always left a gap and scar.

Lu Yi, holding a coffee cup, walks to the French window.

The west wind and drizzle.

Outside the window, a layer of misty water mist fell.

Yunjing 101 is located in Yunjing's most prosperous business circle, and the surrounding buildings are lower than it. At a glance, you can see the prosperity of the city.

Lu Yiyao slowly drinks coffee, the unfathomable ink pupil slightly squints.

My mind is full of confusion.

Early tomorrow morning, he will go to the imperial capital to attend the great condolence of Jun Moyuan. I don't know if I will meet "that person"? What would he do if he did?

Suddenly.

The golden sunlight "breaks free" from the thick or light dark clouds and falls wantonly.

It's half rain and half sunshine.

Such colorful scenery is really rare in Yunjing.

Lin ange was also attracted by such "wonders". She went to the window, stretched, pinched the sour bridge of her nose, and moved her heavy body a little.

In the end pregnant, to the afternoon, some sleepy.

Bang bang bang.

"Come in."

Lin ange turned his head and his voice was a little harsh.

"Chairman, this is the information you want."

Tong Yao comes in with a stack of files in her hand.

"Put it on the table first..."

Lin ange did not move, but looked out of the window at the "sun rain.".

The scenery is so gorgeous that I can't help but take out my mobile phone and take some photos.

"Chairman, the marketing meeting is set for tomorrow morning at ten o'clock."

Tong Yao walks up to her and whispers.

"Good."

"It's a business invitation meeting at 2 p.m., would you like to attend?"

"Arrange for the director to go."

Lin an Ge thought for a while and said in a low voice.

"All right, chairman."

Tong Yao thought.

"The chairman seems to be very optimistic about director Fang. It may not be long before director Fang is promoted to general manager."

She is not envious at all. Fang Qingchuan's ability is obvious to all in the Lin group. Everyone thought that she had been in the position of "marketing department" manager, which was really very talented.

"Tong Yao, I remember you have a brother in the Lu family group, right?"