Hidden Marriage Wife:Passionate And Wild CEO

The dim corridor lights barely lit up the steps. The shadow of the worn-out shoe cabinet at the corner fell on her feet, and two pairs of flip flops stained with mud were placed on the ground.

She breathed in and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" There was a voice of doubt.

"Hello, I'm the representative of Nanfeng factory." Lu said in a low voice.

The sound of kicks and taps rang, the door opened, and a wrinkled face appeared. Lu Shiran quickly bent down and saluted.

"Hello, grandma. May I go in?"

"My house is not for sale." The old lady waved her hand and sighed, "how did you find this place?"

"I am Lu Changhai's daughter. Uncle Guo gang and uncle Zhao Ming are my father's friends." Lu quickly picked up his cards and played.

"Oh, you are boss Lu's daughter. Your factory has sold it." The old lady turned to her side and let her in. She sighed, "well, boss Lu is a good man. He took special care of Lao Guo, put all the wine bottles and paper boxes at my door, and then asked someone to collect them. I got money in vain. How is boss Lu's illness? "

"Still in the hospital." Lu Shiran felt warm when he heard that the old man thought of his father's kindness.

"Well, how can a good man not be rewarded?" The old lady took a porcelain cup and went to the kitchen. She washed it with salt and then washed it. She made a cup of tea and put it in her hand. "Miss, tea is not good. Drink some."

Lu Shiran has been following her for fear that she might fall down. She took the tea, helped her sit down, looked around at the old mottled wall, and whispered, "grandma, I'm working in the new company. Our boss wants to buy your house, give you money and give you a new house. Why don't you want to move? I feel that the environment is good and I can live with your nephew

"Girl, I'm old. How much can I spend? I just can't bear it. My son is back. Where can I find me? He went to work and said he would come back when he made money. As a result, he did not know whether he was alive or dead after more than 20 years I'm looking forward to seeing him before I die. " Tears flowed in the old lady's muddy eyes.

Lu Shiran quickly handed over the paper towel, but he was embarrassed to say what he said. Family love, even if it is the sharpest knife can not be cut off, especially maternal love! How could she have the heart to hurt the old mother?

"Grandma..."

"It's not that I don't help you, or you'll come back to collect the house when I'm dead?" The old lady hesitated for a moment and whispered, "you are boss Lu's daughter. I will not embarrass you."

Lu Shiran is more sad. Isn't it a villa? If you don't repair it, you won't die. It's not because you don't have a house to live in. Why do you have to drive others away so that you can't go back home?

A low line of sight saw a letter on the table.

"By the way, this is also from your men." The old lady picked up the letter and handed it to her. She said in a hoarse voice, "I can't read, and my eyes are dim. Can you help me have a look? Could it have been written by my son? "

Lu Shiran quickly opened it and took a look at it. The handwriting was strange. It was really a funeral letter! Damn Feng Jingchen, he really did this vicious thing!

She folded the letter and said quietly, "no, it's advertising. It's insurance."

"What else can I buy?" The old lady laughed and lifted her hand to wipe the wet corners of her eyes. She was clearly disappointed.

Lu Shiran suddenly regretted that he had to buy at least some fruit when he visited. Now he sat here and could not even say a few words of comfort.

"Girl, you have a way. Can the police help me find my son? I have been to many times and told me that I can't file a case. I don't understand what a case is and I don't understand it. " The old lady rubbed her wrist and looked expectantly at Lu Shiran. "If you can help me find my son, I'll give you my house."

"Well, I'll try my best." Lu Shiran took out a pen and paper and wrote her telephone number. She said softly, "if grandma wants something, call me, and I will come to help you right away."

"Thank you so much. Your father is a warm-hearted man, so are you." The old lady was overjoyed and rubbed her hands.

Looking at her wrinkled face, Lu Shiran felt sad. There are too many poor people. God has only one pair of eyes and can't see it.

Goodbye, thunderstorm is bigger. Carefully driving out of the alley, she just wanted to praise her high driving skills. After working overtime, the car suddenly bumped to the right, and the wheel sank into the pit.

"Bad." She jumped out of the car and hurriedly took out her tools from the trunk, trying to jack up the wheels. After a lot of hard work, she failed.

If you have a brick pad! She wiped the rain on her face and looked forward. There was a wall in front of her. I wonder if she could find broken bricks.

The alley is full of water, sewage wet shoes and socks, the heavy rain poured her a wet, clothes cold on the body, a twist of water. It took a long time to find a few bricks that could be used, but also did not care about the dirty mud, so he rushed back.

Another car stopped by the side of the road. A man stood in front of her car with an umbrella.

"I'm sorry..." Lu Shiran looks at him warily.

The man turned his head and the faint light from the car came out to illuminate his face. The eyes are clear."Your car?" The man asked politely, holding the umbrella over her head.

"Yes, I am in your way?" Lu Shiran takes a look at his car, Volvo off-road, and then looks at him. The light purple shirt and buttons are exquisite metal texture It's not like the people who live here.

"I passed by and saw your lights on, no one. So come and have a look. " The man smiles, reaches for the brick in her hand and gives her the umbrella.

"I'll do it." He put the brick on the ground, rolled up his sleeves and squatted down.

"Thank you." Lu Shiran was deeply moved. On rainy days, she could still meet a good-looking man. Her character was very good!

"Get in the car and start the car." He put the bricks in the mud and said gently.

"Good." Lu Shiran put the umbrella beside him, got into the car quickly, started the ignition, and finished in one go.

The car was free from the mud pit. She carefully avoided his car, drove to the road and waited for him on the side of the road. After a while, he came.

Lu Shiran handed over the paper towel and said, "thank you very much, sir. It's very dirty."

"It's OK. Be safe." The man smiles, nods to her and drives slowly.

Lu Shiran is in a good mood. When she lowers her eyebrows, she sees that the black umbrella is still standing in place, being rolled by the wind and shaking in the East and West.