After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

"Mr. Lu——"

When Zhang Chi saw the scene in the restaurant, he stopped in his tracks and froze in place.

Oops!

No wonder Xu Xing didn't come himself, but asked him to make this trip! !

Luo Yang didn't expect that someone would see her sitting in A Ci's arms and being fed. The blush that had just faded away reappeared and her face became hot.

"Aci, I'm full, put me down."

She tried hard to appear indifferent.

Lu Jingci seemed not to hear it, and looked at Zhang Chi indifferently.

"what's up?"

Although there were only three simple words, Zhang Chi could clearly hear the meaning.

——You’d better have something important to do, otherwise you will suffer the consequences.

He lowered his head, trying hard to reduce his presence.

"Mr. Zhu and Mr. Lu are here."

When Luo Yang heard this, his delicate brows slightly frowned, and a trace of deep thought flashed across his eyes.

Are the people from the Zhu family related to Lu Minghui?

Lu Jingci withdrew his gaze and looked back at the dining table.

"go out."

"Yes!"

Zhang Chi felt as if he had been granted amnesty. Before he could finish his words, he had already walked out the door.

He remembered this account today!!

But then again, Mr. Lu actually has such a considerate side. Before today, he would never have believed it.

Lu Jingci tested the temperature of the soup bowl, filled it with a spoon, and handed it to Luo Yang.

"Open your mouth obediently."

Luo Yang took Lu Jingci's hand and drank the soup in the spoon.

Lu Jingci filled the spoon again.

Luo Yang shook her head, turned her head to look at Lu Jingci's overly handsome face, and said softly.

"Ah Ci, I'm really full."

Looking at the red lips that became particularly beautiful because of the soup, Lu Jingci's eyes darkened.

Yangyang was full, but he was still hungry.

Unfortunately, now is not the time.

"……good,"

After a moment, Lu Jingci looked away, put the spoon in his hand to his lips, drank it, and continued eating.

Same spoon.

Luo Yang's heartbeat couldn't stop accelerating. She bit her lips tightly, afraid that the people behind her would hear it.

The atmosphere was indescribably harmonious.

However, the situation in the reception room at this moment was completely the opposite.

Old Master Zhu sat on the sofa with a sullen face, staring at the void in front of him, without touching the tea in front of him.

Zhu Sheng, who was sitting next to him, was already losing his temper, and the anxiety and anger in his eyes were almost turning into reality.

"Assistant Xu, what does Mr. Lu mean by this?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhu, I don't dare to interfere in Mr. Lu's affairs."

Xu Xing's attitude was very respectful and polite, and no one could find fault with him, but what he said made Zhu Sheng even more angry.

"Another perfunctory remark. Your Lu family is really deceiving us..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Mr. Zhu's cold and serious voice.

"shut up!!"

He fixed his eyes, and his voice was low and calm, making it impossible to hear the emotions contained in it.

"Since Mr. Lu has other things to deal with, we just need to wait patiently. Once we enter the Lu's manor, Mr. Lu will come to see us anyway."

If any other family had such an attitude, they would have brought people in and broken in long ago, but it happened to be the Lu family.

Zhu Sheng clenched and unclenched his fists, unclenched and clenched them again, and only then did he barely suppress the anger in his heart.

“…I understand, Dad.”

What you mean is that you won't leave until you see President Lu?

Xu Xing lowered his head and said nothing, but his expression did not change at all.

Wait until the living room becomes quiet again.

Zhu Sheng's gaze turned from Xu Xing to Lu Minghui, and his expression became even uglier.

It turned out that I thought this person was Lu Jingci's uncle, and with him around, Lu Jingci would not refuse to give him face.

Now it seems that Lu Minghui's position in the Lu family is far less important than he appears.

At least in Lu Jingci's eyes.

This move of theirs was a wrong one.

Zhu Sheng's expression did not fade at all, and Lu Minghui naturally noticed it. He looked normal, but the knuckles holding the teacup gradually turned white.

Lu Linchuan's lowered eyes were also filled with gloom.

Lu Jingci was too disrespectful to them.

Half an hour later, two figures appeared at the door.