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

Does Lu Jingci have spies in the Zhu family?

When Zhu Sheng thought of this, he suddenly felt uneasy.

He thought of his son who was still in Lu Jingci's arms, calmed himself down, and looked at Lu Minghui.

Lu Minghui understood, took a sip of the tea in front of him, and was about to speak.

"I wonder why Mr. Zhu came to the Lu family this time?"

Asking questions knowingly!

Zhu Sheng's face was full of anxiety, but he didn't dare to speak casually. He just looked at Old Man Zhu.

Mr. Zhu knew that he had already lowered his head today, so he might as well lower it all the way.

He picked up the tea in front of him with both hands, and his old voice sounded like an ordinary old man.

"I don't know how my unfilial grandson offended the Lu family. I, Zhu, will use tea instead of wine. I hope that Mr. Lu will be gracious enough to spare him because of my friendship with Mr. Lu. In the future, my Zhu family will definitely discipline him strictly."

The old man of the Zhu family is a man who can bend and stretch himself.

Luo Yang looked at this scene, her beautiful eyes showing no emotion at all.

Lu Linchuan, who was standing by, looked at Mr. Zhu's respectful attitude towards Lu Jingci, and thought of his condescending attitude towards himself, and his jaw tightened.

Lu Jingci looked at Mr. Zhu with deep and unfathomable eyes.

He didn't move, nor did he speak, as if he was thinking about something.

The living room instantly fell into absolute silence, and the atmosphere gradually became tense.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Lu Jingci.

at last.

"Mr. Zhu, you are too serious,"

Lu Jingci slowly reached out and picked up the cup in front of him.

As long as you are willing to raise the cup, the matter can be resolved amicably.

Mr. Zhu and Zhu Sheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Minghui and Lu Linchuan's tense expressions also relaxed.

They didn't play any role in today's events, and they are afraid that they will no longer be able to cooperate deeply with the Zhu family as they said before.

But if we can't make friends, at least we can't make enemies.

at this time.

"Mr. Lu, the tea is ready."

Xu Xing and his men came in with freshly brewed tea and poured it in front of the people.

"I didn't realize it just now, but now I realize that this cup of tea has gone cold."

Lu Jingci put down the cup in his hand, curled the corners of his mouth, and no emotion could be heard in his lazy and cold voice.

"In this case, there is no need for it to exist. Take it away."

The sound of the porcelain cup base falling on the coffee table sounded like thunder to the ears of several people.

"Yes, Mr. Lu."

The servant quickly cleared the tea on the table and left.

There was no trace of surprise on Luo Yang's face.

A Ci is always so ruthless to others.

But he tolerated her everywhere and gave in again and again.

It was she who was in the fog and her eyes were blinded.

She pursed her red lips when she thought of this.

Old Master Zhu looked at the new tea in front of him and his expression could no longer remain calm.

Zhu Sheng couldn't hold back his anger and suddenly stood up from the sofa, looking at Lu Jingci with an unfriendly tone.

"Lu Jingci, what do you mean?!"

Although their Zhu family is not as good as the Lu family, they are also one of the most prominent families in Kyoto.

They lowered their posture again and again, and Lu Jingci refuted them again and again, which was a bit too much.

Before Zhu Sheng finished speaking, Lu Jingci glanced over at him.

The pitch-black eyes were extremely cold. Zhu Sheng felt a chill running from his heels straight into the back of his ears, and even his scalp was numb.

"Shut up,"

Mr. Zhu spoke in time, his voice filled with suppressed anger.

"You have no right to speak here."

It would be harmful rather than beneficial to anger Lu Jingci at this time.

When Zhu Sheng heard Mr. Zhu's voice, he finally broke free from his fear and his face turned pale.

"……Yes."

Lu Jingci was more terrifying than he had imagined.

Mr. Zhu knows it very well.

Lu Jingci was not prepared to take into account the little relationship he had with the Lu family, nor was he prepared to give him this face.

The anger deep in his eyes flashed away and then turned into deep helplessness.

Whether it was himself or the Zhu family, whether in the past or now, they were always suppressed by the Lu family.

When he spoke again, his voice sounded like he had aged ten years.

"I don't know how my unworthy grandson offended the Lu family. Please let me know, Mr. Lu."

Lu Jingci tasted the tea in front of him before speaking slowly.

"Bring the people up."