What makes you think I will always like you?

Chen Lulian has been thinking about when his birthday is for a long time. He only thinks about Liang Zhirou's birthday every day these days.

The girl nodded slightly, "Yes, today is May 26th, your birthday is on the [-]th, there are only about ten days left."

"But I really don't need to exercise. What gave you the illusion that I need to exercise?" Chen Lu still didn't want to exercise.

"When you climbed Mount Taishan before, you started to cry tired after taking only two steps..."

Chen Lu's eyelids jumped twice when he heard this.

You call that a two-step?

Good guy, this guy didn't stop climbing for two hours when he first started climbing. Chen Lu felt that he was pretty good at climbing with him for two hours.

Liang Zhirou never imagined that Master Chen's defense would be broken at the first touch. Seeing that he was frozen and unresponsive, she leaned towards him again.

She put her mouth close to his ear and continued to whisper: "My dear, just promise me, I will definitely not let you suffer..."

Liang Zhirou felt a little confused.

Other girlfriends act coquettishly and cutely like this because they are begging their boyfriends to buy them some lipstick, bags, and cosmetics.

I betrayed my appearance to Chen Lu, but in the final analysis, it was for Chen Lu's own good...

How can such a thing happen?

Chen Lu couldn't stand it any longer. The girl's sweet words kept drilling into his heart. He had no choice but to clear his throat hard, wave his hand and said: "Okay, okay, I reluctantly agree to you."

"Just hold on until my birthday, not even one more day." He quickly added.

This is the rigor that a law student should have.

"My boyfriend is so nice!"

The girl immediately beamed and kissed him hard on the cheek before going to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Chen Lu tilted his head when he heard this, feeling that something was not right.

in the afternoon.

Chen Lu did not return to the company. He had been sitting on the sofa like a wooden man, staring at the computer screen intently, meditating on the problems the company was facing today.

Liang Zhirou was sitting at her computer desk and painting live as usual. She didn't like to turn on the microphone when she was live broadcasting.

There was only soft and relaxing music playing in the entire live broadcast room, accompanying her black lines slowly walking on the canvas.

Realizing that Chen Lu seemed to be deep in thought, Liang Zhirou put on headphones. The living room was very quiet, except for the sound of the brush gently rubbing on the tablet.

This kind of scene has appeared frequently since the two met. Both Chen Lu and Liang Zhirou often need to do things quietly. The two of them will have a tacit understanding not to disturb each other and quietly feel the feeling of the other person by their side.

Chen Lu also enjoyed this kind of quiet interaction. Whenever he got a little tired, he would look up and see his beloved sitting there, and he would feel completely reassured.

He let out a quiet breath and turned his gaze back to the laptop screen.

It is difficult for serious mobile games to survive on the popularity generated by marketing and the herd mentality. It is really difficult to make a game with novel themes and high quality.

It’s not easy to think about either.

Except for the answer of the open world version, he didn't even think about the entry point of the theme.

After a long time, the shadow of the fleshy tree on the balcony gradually moved westward. Chen Lu was tired of playing with his hair and picked up his ears with an ear pick.

It can only be said that when people are under great pressure, they will do anything to relieve it.

The neatly sized scraps of paper on the coffee table illustrate this point.

At this time, Liang Zhirou had just finished the draft. She stood up and stretched. When she saw Chen Lu picking his ears, she walked up to him with interest.

"I'll help you."

she said softly.

Chen Lu glanced sideways at the girl, "I'm relieving stress."

Liang Zhirou sat next to him and rested her head gently on his shoulder, "Is the company not going well recently?"

"I can't say it didn't go well, I just didn't feel confident."

Chen Lu told the company's current situation and what he planned to do in detail, and then sighed: "So if this thing is successful, you can reach the sky in one step. If it doesn't... maybe you can do it..." All the money I made before is lost.”

This is the worst-case scenario. Before he founded this company, he had set an untouchable bottom line for himself - no loans and no money from his family.

In this way, no matter how much you fail, you will at most never take a step forward, and you won't get yourself into debt or even affect your family.

All responsibility rests with him alone.

"I thought I had encountered an obstacle that I couldn't get over. You looked so worried..."

After Liang Zhirou filtered the matter out, she gently held Chen Lu's hand, then suddenly curved her lips, smiled lightly, and said softly to him:

"What does it matter? At worst, I will paint and support you."

"..."

Chen Lu was stunned for a moment.

This kind of behavior was no different from gambling with the millions he had earned before. He originally thought that Liang Zhirou would advise him to think twice before he acted, or maybe hug him and give him a few words of comfort.

None of the results.

This fool is obviously a money-lover, how could she part with millions?

"Do you know what I'm talking about?"

Chen Lu turned to look at her. This silly guy probably didn't even know what millions meant. "I did some rough calculations and found that our family has at least 700 million that we can use now. If we save it in the bank, we can just forget it." I will never starve to death if I don’t go to work in my life.

With so much money, you idiot, don’t you have any desire to spend it? Are you willing to let me use them all? "

The girl blinked blankly and opened her mouth slightly, "Our family is really so rich?"

"Yes, that's why I said before, I can support you for the rest of your life even if you don't want to paint." Chen Lu relaxed, which made this little money fan understand how wasteful what he was going to do was.

But Liang Zhirou still smiled sweetly and reached out to hold his cheek, "But I can see from your eyes that that's definitely not what you want."

Chen Lu was speechless for a moment.

If he likes to fish, he likes to fish. At this time, if he really has no ambition at all, he himself doesn't believe it.

Just like few men can refuse the eight characters "If you are ordered by God, you will live forever".

Moreover, this company does not belong to him alone. Jiang Chao and Peng Leyun are so willing to pay for him because they believe in his ability. I don’t know how many mouths rely on him to feed.

Just as Chen Lu was dazed, the girl continued seriously:

"I support you."

Realizing that Chen Lu had been staring at her, Liang Zhirou looked away with some embarrassment, "And... I believe you can do it. You are better than anyone else."

Liang Zhirou felt that Chen Lu was already the smartest person she had ever met. Of course, he was only a little smarter than her, Mu Zhimu.

Just a little bit, nothing more.

Chen Lu smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's not that easy. If something goes wrong, your boyfriend will be the same as leaving the house."

"You say I'm stupid every day, but you obviously like to get into trouble as much as I do... I just said it, at worst I'll paint to support you."

Liang Zhirou pulled Chen Lu's hand over, squeezed his fingers, and explained softly: "I have always kept accounts. Look, neither of us actually spends much money, and we don't go out to eat much. , the daily cost of eating is just the money to buy food. Even if you add water, electricity and money to buy clothes, it is actually not that much.

And now my monthly income from live broadcasts plus advertising fees and commercial articles can probably be more than 1, and sometimes it can be more than 2.

So even if you don’t make money anymore, I can still afford to support the two of us by painting by myself. "

Liang Zhirou is not worried about this matter at all. This is for her career, not for real gambling.

Not to mention that Chen Lu is not the kind of person who never gets up once he fails. Even if Chen Lu is really depressed...

Chen Lu could lend her [-] yuan to perform surgery on his mother without saying a word.

So what if she raised Chen Lu for the rest of her life?