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

"Minghui——"

Zhong Yuwei's face was full of emotion, her eyes sparkled and her gaze became even gentler.

Lu Minghui noticed this and held her hand even tighter.

"Jing Ci, you know that 70% is the maximum I can give."

That's his bottom line.

Lu Jingci did not answer Lu Minghui, but lowered his head to look at Luo Yang in his arms, and lowered his deep, magnetic voice to the softest level.

"How does the baby feel?"

His affairs actually have to be decided by this woman?

Lu Minghui's eyes moved and looked at Luo Yang, a dark color flashed quickly in the depths of his eyes.

Zhong Yuwei and the boy also looked at Luo Yang.

"I don't like the number seven,"

Luo Yang looked at Lu Minghui and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, his slightly upward tone carrying a joking tone.

"How about changing it to 80 percent?"

Just because you don't like that number, you want him to pay 10% more for his shares?

This woman is so greedy!

Lu Minghui's eyes narrowed, his expression became completely cold again, and the muscles on his face tensed.

"Luo Yang, this is not something you can joke about..."

"it is good,"

Lu Jingci reached out and put the hair that had slid to Luo Yang's cheek behind her ear, interrupting Lu Minghui's words, and spoke in a low and doting voice.

"You also heard what Yangyang said."

The latter sentence was spoken with an unquestionable tone, obviously directed at Lu Minghui.

Is this for him to do?

The veins on Lu Minghui's neck twitched and he wanted to say something else.

"Jing Ci——"

Before Lu Jingci could speak, Luo Yang's voice with a chuckle rang out again.

"In fact, I think 88 percent is better and more auspicious."

When Lu Jingci saw the sly smile in Luo Yang's eyes, his cold dark eyes were also tinged with a layer of light gentleness, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up.

"and many more,"

Lu Minghui's temple throbbed violently a few times, and with a bit of exasperation, he spoke before Lu Jingci could finish his words.

"Eighty percent is eighty percent!!"

If this continues, there's no telling how far this woman will go by taking advantage of Lu Jingci's favor.

As for other things, we’ll talk about them later.

There was a gleam of viciousness in Lu Minghui's eyes, and he slowly tightened his grip on the woman's hand.

Zhong Yuwei looked at her hand that was hurt by being squeezed, blinked, and endured without saying a word.

The bargaining skills my grandma taught me are really useful.

The curve of Luo Yang's lips deepened, and the smile in his eyes became more sincere, but the words he said were somewhat helpless.

"We are all family, whatever you say is fine."

family?

Just how much he said?

Lu Minghui closed his eyes and pressed his temples, and felt his head starting to hurt.

Lu Jingci was not at all surprised by Lu Minghui's reaction, and his handsome face still looked nonchalant.

"Zhang Chi."

"Yes, I will prepare now."

Zhang Chi understood instantly, turned around and walked out.

Soon, he came in with a document and handed it to Lu Jingci and Luo Yang.

"Mr. Lu, Madam——"

With Lu Jingci around, Luo Yang naturally didn't need to worry about these things. He leisurely picked up the cup of tea and drank it.

Lu Jingci didn't even look at the contract. His dark eyes looked at Lu Minghui, and his meaning was very clear.

Zhang Chi immediately handed the share transfer document to Lu Minghui with a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

"Please have a look, Mr. Lu."

When Lu Minghui saw the words "share transfer" above, the veins on his forehead couldn't stop throbbing.

He didn't want to read it, but he was afraid of some trap, so he had to read it carefully word by word.

"Bring me a pen."

Zhang Chi calmly took out the pen and pad that he had prepared long ago from his arms, opened them and placed them in front of Lu Minghui.

Do you think he has to sign it?

Lu Minghui looked at Zhang Chi's methodical movements and felt suffocated again.

The boy didn't know what the share transfer meant, but he knew that as long as he signed it, his father would marry his mother.

He looked at Lu Minghui, his eyes full of anxiety and urging.

"dad--"

Lu Minghui knew that things had come to this point and he had to sign even if he didn't want to.

He took the pen with a gloomy face, signed his name on the share transfer document, and pressed it down heavily with his fingertips dipped in mud.

This is truly the case.

After confirming that everything was correct, Zhang Chi picked up the document and walked back to Lu Jingci and Luo Yang.

Lu Jingci took the pen handed over by Zhang Chi but did not sign it. Instead, he put it in Luo Yang's hand. His dark and sharp eyes looked particularly gentle when he lowered his eyes.

But only the person in his arms can see this tenderness.

Luo Yang's beautiful eyes widened slightly, with a look of surprise on her face.

"Aci?"

She had never thought about taking Lu Minghui's shares. She was just cooperating with A Ci to get Lu Minghui to agree.

He actually wanted to give his shares to this woman?

Lu Minghui understood what Lu Jingci meant. His temples were throbbing and his head was getting more and more swollen.

"The entire Lu family belongs to you, this is nothing."

Lu Jingci held Luo Yang's hand and placed it on the place for signing.

"Sign it obediently."

Luo Yang understood her husband's character and could hear the urgency in his tone.

She glanced at his face, which had turned pale and blue, and a hint of joy appeared in her eyes. She signed her name on the equity transfer document.

-

Shen's villa.

Qi Jing opened his eyes and found the room was empty.

He sat up on the bed with his upper body naked and saw the black striped pajamas lying beside the bed.

Men's clothes.

Qi Jing frowned.

Miss Shen has a boyfriend?

I hope my arrival won’t cause any misunderstanding.

Qi Jing curled the corners of his lips, stood up and put on his pajamas.

The clothes are slightly too big, but the arms and legs are obviously too short.

It seems that she is not in good shape.

When Qi Jing walked out of the room, he smelled the aroma of food.

He raised his eyebrows, his appetite was instantly aroused, and he walked towards the kitchen.

"A friend of mine had some problems and I couldn't leave, so I switched to video conferencing."

While Shen Tang was stirring the soup in the pot, he started arranging the work.

"I will personally send an apology letter to the people I have made appointments with before and reschedule the appointment."

"Just draft the contract according to what I said before, especially the precautions, be sure to write them down."

Qi Jing didn't want to scare Shen Tang, so he leaned against the kitchen door with his arms folded across his chest.

Really busy.

He watched Shen Tang's busy figure quietly, with a faint smile on his lips.

After Shen Tang tasted the soup, he picked up the plate and filled it with soup. Then he turned around and saw a figure at the door.