Sweet Wife: Mr.Lu, Be reserved

At present, there are not many people and customers in the Jade Restaurant. Only a few customers are hastily lowering their heads to eat their own food. They don't notice that there is a table here. The situation is wrong.

Qiu Yun and he Shui sat opposite each other.

"Jingshui, I want to know what's the matter with you?" he Shui's eyes were sad and sad, but in order to hide his mood, he tried his best to make himself laugh.

Instead of answering his question, Qiu Yun asked him, "why did you do this?" however, this endless sentence made he Shui look at a loss.

"What do you mean, answer my question first. How do you know my uncle? Then what's the relationship?" this time, he asked more bluntly.

Because he guessed that it was because he didn't ask well enough, Jingshui girl couldn't orient the central point of the question, so she couldn't answer it, just as she didn't know what the question she asked just now meant.

He even felt that Miss Jingshui deliberately woke him up with the question just now. What a special woman.

"I have nothing to do with him or her!" Qiu Yun and the shopkeeper almost said this sentence with one voice.

When they finished, they were surprised by each other's tacit understanding. After looking at each other and smiling, they continued to focus on he Shui.

Seeing their tacit understanding just now, he Shui is actually even more uncomfortable.

"You keep saying it doesn't matter. It's obvious that even your words are so similar. Can two people who have never met have such a tacit understanding? Well, don't explain. You're not my person. Why should I know? What's your relationship? It's none of my business." he Shui frowned, his face was melancholy, his teeth itched, and the Manchu language was sarcastic.

Qiu Yun is also depressed. How did she become related to the shopkeeper? Suddenly, I found that I had come to ask for punishment, but now I was asked for punishment by he Shui.

You have to bring yourself out. Qiuyun looks out of the window. Now the madman keeps explaining to her, and Qiuyun is too lazy to explain.

"I ask you, why did you record the conversation between me and my friend and give it to the reporter?" Qiu Yun went straight to the point and directly shifted the topic to the main problems she needed to solve.

He Shui was stunned for a long time. Later, he stared at Qiu Yun several times. He still turned his face away and put his hands around his chest, pretending to be angry, but he was having a psychological struggle in his heart.

The complexity of the matter far exceeded his expectations. It was a very annoying thing for him. It was mentioned by his uncle before, and now it was mentioned by the people he liked. It was very uncomfortable.

Wait, but why did the well water know about it?

His eyes fixed on his uncle again. It turned out that the relationship between the two people had gone beyond the relationship between uncle and nephew for decades. He could sell himself if he changed hands. I always thought this uncle was good for me. Now it seems that it's all deception and lies. What else do you need to explain?

He Shui feels his chest depressed. He'd better go outside and be quiet.

He Shui stood up and his face was very low. Although Qiu Yun had seen Lu Xingjian's face darken, it was really frightening, but now he Shui's face is also darkened, which is more pitiful.

Qiu Jun thought he might be crazy. He thought people like him would be pitiful.

"Where are you going?" the shopkeeper suddenly pulled him in a stern and high voice.

All the customers in the store looked at it one after another.

He Shui shook off the shopkeeper's hand and rushed out. He became stubborn, just like a mad cow.

"Sorry, I'll go and get him back." the shopkeeper arched Qiu Yun and turned to chase him out.

Qiu Yun thought it was boring to be here alone. Just wanted to get up, the little girl had brought up the food, but when she saw that their little boss was gone, she was a little confused. She asked Qiu Yun, "Hello, sister. Where have our big boss and little boss gone?"

Qiu Yun took a meaningful look at the dishes and answered, "you eat all these dishes and rice, here's the money." Qiu Yun put some red bills on the table, picked up his bag, turned and went out.

The little girl scratched her head and said to herself, "Why are they all gone?"

When Qiuyun went outside, he found that he Shui had not gone. The shopkeeper was trying to pull him back.

Qiu Yun was very moved by the shopkeeper's behavior.

"Let's have a good chat." Qiuyun went up and said loudly to he Shui.

He Shui was still angry. There was a very stubborn man who didn't want to listen to Qiu Yun's explanation. In fact, he was afraid of hearing the result he didn't want to hear.

Now you can deceive yourself and others while you don't know, but once the truth is exposed, you can't pretend to be crazy.

Because of his inner loneliness, he is particularly rebellious. Because of his inner loneliness, he is more afraid of losing, including losing his uncle.

"Let me introduce myself." Qiu Yun began to explain whether he wanted to listen or not.

To explain, you have to explain clearly. From your name to identity, you should clearly tell him: "my name is Qiu Yun, general manager of Qiu group, general manager of Lu group and wife of Lu Xingjian!"

Every word of Qiu Yun shocked he Shui's nerves. He didn't like to pay attention to gossip, and he didn't see the photos of Lu Xingjian and Qiu Yun.

But he did hear about their deeds. Unexpectedly, his miss Jingshui was Qiu Yun.

Disillusioned, the mood fell to a low point. In the past, I still felt that Miss Jingshui's husband was an alcoholic and could have a chance. However, now I don't even have a chance, because he is not an alcoholic at all, but a famous young master of the Lu family in the world. His status is so different that he is autistic.

"So, the last time you sold the recording, it hurt us." Qiu Yun continued, "I don't know why you did this. Is it lack of money to go to the bar?"

He Shui's eyes suddenly contracted. He said angrily, "I don't have any." the three words almost jumped out of his teeth, and each word was painful.

Qiu Yun didn't believe it. He thought he was a bad man who was sophistry for his behavior.

But even if he doesn't admit it, it doesn't matter. Anyway, it's over now. I just don't know who sent that fake reporter and why?

Qiu Yun is more interested in such a question now.

It's better to check the identity of the fake reporter than tangle with the meaningless thing of he Shui.