Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

Ying Xia threw the phone on the bed and moved to lean against the head of the bed, "Ms. Xia, be lenient when confessing and be strict when resisting."

Xia Qiong sat down on the bed slowly, "That..."

Ying Xia: "Have you thought of an excuse yet?"

Xia Qiong slapped her on the forehead, "Are you interrogating a prisoner?"

"Then tell yourself."

Xia Qiong hesitated for a long time, but still said: "It was introduced by someone else, he is quite honest, so let's try to get in touch."

"His name is Guo Mao. His wife died early. He has a son who is four years older than you. The son is married, and his grandson hasn't started kindergarten yet."

Xia Qiong clenched her hands tighter and tighter, "Xia Xia, your father and I..."

Before she finished speaking, Ying Xia interrupted her, "You and him are in the past, no one stipulates that you have to be a widow for him, you can do whatever you like."

Xia Qiong's eyes were slightly red, "I used to think that living alone was fine, but when your grandma left, I..."

Ying Xia got up from the bed, stepped forward to hug her, her voice choked up.

"Mom, you have done enough for us. In the days to come, it's you who will make the breakthrough. Lu Jinchuan and I will support you behind the scenes. If someone surnamed Guo dares to bully you, I'll cut his leg off."

Xia Qiong twisted her leg, and Ying Xia hissed.

Xia Qiong said: "He fights and kills at every turn, where did you learn it? Does your husband know?"

Of course Lu Jinchuan knew it, but he learned it from him.

But Ying Xia didn't dare to say it, she just said: "I just want to express my desire to protect you, you are really pulling me."

Xia Qiong rubbed her leg, "Does it hurt?"

"That's right, you are the hand that twists the wrench. Do you think it hurts when you grab it on my leg?"

Before Xia Qiong left early and returned late, Ying Xia suspected that she was doing odd jobs outside, and Lu Jinchuan had already sent someone to investigate.

So she probably knows more about Guo Mao than Xia Qiong.

Let Xia Qiong say it herself, just to see her attitude.

Ying Xia hooked Xia Qiong's arm, "Mom, do you count as a long-distance relationship now? Do you guys have to talk on the phone every day or something?"

Xia Qiong: "What nonsense are you talking about? Believe it or not?"

Ying Xia pointed behind her, "You don't need to maintain a good image in front of your son-in-law?"

"I believe it's strange."

Xia Qiong raised her hand, but before the slap fell on Ying Xia, a deliberate cough came from the door.

Lu Jinchuan stood at the door and stretched out his hand towards Ying Xia, "Come here."

I was lied to by her the first two times, but I didn't expect it to be true this time.

Xia Qiong looked embarrassed, "Jin Chuan, I scared her just now."

"She's serious, she pinched me just now, it hurts so much." Ying Xia hid behind Lu Jinchuan.

Lu Jinchuan turned his head to look at Ying Xia, and pushed her head back, "Mom, let's go down first."

Ying Xia hangs both hands on Lu Jinchuan's arms, and lazily follows him downstairs.

After pushing her down on the sofa, Lu Jinchuan asked, "Where is it pinched? Show me."

Ying Xia: "I lied to you, it doesn't hurt at all."

Lu Jinchuan pursed his lips.

"What's wrong?" Ying Xia asked.

"I didn't seem very polite to her just now."

……

I don't know what exactly Lu Jinchuan and Ling Sheng talked about at Ling Sheng's house that day, but Ling Sheng continued to work the next day.

The annual meeting of Lu's headquarters is scheduled for the end of the month.

This year's branch company's annual meeting, Lu Jinchuan didn't attend any of them, flying here and there, saving time and spending a whole day in one place, he simply didn't go to any of them.

The annual meeting started at six o'clock in the evening, and the two stayed at home until five o'clock before going out.

The key is that after changing clothes, I didn't find a suitable one.

The close-fitting is too tight to show the belly, and Lu Jinchuan is afraid that she will be cold because of the lack of fabric.

After picking and choosing, she finally wore an ordinary A-line dress, which did not reveal her stomach, but also met Lu Jinchuan's requirements.

Ying Xia was quite dissatisfied along the way, it was the first time she participated as Mrs. Lu, not to mention her beauty, but at least it had to be a little more grand, and the flat shoes were too casual.

He didn't want to go at first, but Lu Jinchuan tried to coax her. If he didn't participate, others would think that their husband and wife relationship is not good, so it's okay to ask her to meet and leave.

There are tens of thousands of Lu's employees, tonight's dinner is limited to the management and outstanding employees, and there are nearly a thousand people in the banquet hall.

The management who dare not come to toast on weekdays took advantage of this day to come to toast one after another.

After another half cup, Ying Xia tugged on Lu Jinchuan's sleeve.

Lu Jinchuan turned his head and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat people." Ying Xia gritted her teeth.

Lu Jinchuan comforted, "Go home and eat for you."

Ying Xia stared not far away, and muttered: "How can there be such a thing? It's not a wedding banquet, an annual meeting, and wishing people a happy union for a hundred years and forever."

Lu Jinchuan smiled, "I think it's not bad, my wife hurts after drinking it."

"Not bad, not bad, I will love you even if you don't drink," Ying Xia said, "You are not stupid, if people say that, you can drink. They have all learned their skills, and they must bring me to the toast."

As long as it is work-related, Zhou Xin will block it if he can.

But for the kind of "a perfect match", even if he had ten courages, he would not dare to take that glass of wine.

The management found their way one after another. The front ones were okay, and the words were easy to find.

Even some ancient poems came out, and it looked like a wedding celebration.

So Lu Jinchuan also drank a lot before and after, but he was not drunk yet.