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

"No,"

Yu Wen declined softly.

"Zhizhi is a child who does whatever he wants. I don't want to bother you with her."

She didn't give Xiao Yunze a chance to speak.

"The nurse is here to take Zhizhi's temperature. I'll go check it out. You go ahead and do your work."

He hung up the phone before he finished speaking.

Yu Wen stood there holding his phone, looking out the window with a complicated expression.

She didn't want to admit it but had to admit that deep down in her heart she still couldn't accept Yunze.

In other words, she can't accept any man.

Xiao Yunze heard the busy tone on the phone and a look of displeasure flashed across his face.

When he hung up the phone, his expression had returned to normal, and he raised his deep eyes to look at Song Sili.

"My girlfriend checked up on me, sorry to make you laugh, Mr. Song."

Sure enough, the less you have, the more you like to show off.

Song Sili smiled faintly and did not respond to Xiao Yunze's words.

"Let's continue discussing cooperation."

Wang Ning looked at the two of them from afar, her charming eyes full of scrutiny and confusion.

Why does she feel that the atmosphere between Mr. Song and Mr. Xiao is weird?

Shen Tang didn't pay attention to this and his thoughts drifted away.

I forgot that there was no food at home, and Qi Jing couldn’t go out, so I was afraid he would have to starve.

This feeling is the same as when you forgot to feed your pet.

She frowned, took out her cell phone and asked her assistant to buy a meal and send it back.

-

Lu's villa.

Lu Minghui looked at Zhong Yuwei, who still had cosmetic patches on her face, with his eyes extremely cold.

The face in front of me no longer looked familiar.

This means that there is no need for it to exist.

Not to mention the troubles her appearance brought to him.

He narrowed his eyes to hide the murderous intent that flashed across his eyes.

Zhong Yuwei was frightened by Lu Minghui's eyes and her heart tightened, and the feeling of uneasiness in her heart grew deeper and deeper.

"Ming, Minghui, those people forced me to do this,"

She stroked her face and explained anxiously.

"I couldn't resist at all."

Although I don’t know why Lu Jingci asked someone to help her with plastic surgery to improve her appearance, it is not a bad thing after all.

Indeed, everything was done according to her request. After her face recovers, it will be much more delicate than before.

As for the reporters outside the villa, she knew them clearly.

Thinking of this, a trace of guilt flashed in Zhong Yuwei's eyes.

When Lu Minghui lowered his eyes, he suppressed all his previous emotions, and when he looked up again, his expression had returned to normal.

"I do not blame you."

When Zhong Yuwei heard this, her eyes relaxed and a smile appeared on her swollen face.

"Minghui——"

"It's just that Yuwei, you also know my current situation,"

Lu Minghui interrupted Zhong Yuwei's words, his gentle and calm tone was flat and without much emotion.

"Jing Ci resents me because of what happened between Linchuan and Qin Lan. Based on his personality, he will definitely take other actions later."

His eyes moved, and a look of worry appeared in them.

"It's not safe for you and the child to stay here."

Is it unsafe to stay here?

The smile on Zhong Yuwei's face dimmed instantly, and the curve of her mouth seemed forced.

"Minghui, what do you mean?"

Even as she asked this question, she already had a vague guess in her heart.

"I'll have someone send you back to where you were before, and then pick you up again when the matter is resolved."

Lu Minghui slowed down his voice and spoke in a gentle and soothing tone.

"This way, I don't have to worry about you being in danger around me all day."

Zhong Yuwei could not find any loopholes in Lu Minghui's words, but she intuitively felt a little unconvinced. She pursed her lips before speaking softly.

"Minghui, as long as we are with you, we are not afraid of danger."

"You are not afraid, but I am."

Lu Minghui frowned, and impatience flashed across his eyes.

"Yuwei, I know what you are worried about,"

He looked at Zhong Yuwei steadily with a low voice.

"In order to marry you, I would rather give up 70% of the shares. Don't you still believe me?"

Seventy percent of the shares.

Zhong Yuwei followed Lu Minghui's words and thought about what had happened in the Lu family's old house before, and her heart calmed down.

Besides, Lu Linchuan is dead, and Minghui only has Jing'an as his son.

Just based on this point, she can secure her position as Mrs. Lu.

"I'll listen to you, but when are you going to send Jing'an and me away?"

"For your and Jing'an's safety,"

There was coldness in Lu Minghui's eyes, but his expression was even gentler.

"Of course the sooner the better,"

He didn't wait for Zhong Yuwei to speak and continued.

"Jing'an has been worried about you these days, go see him."

When she heard her son's name, Zhong Yuwei was immediately distracted.

"Okay, let me see."

This is the foundation of her foothold in the Lu family.

After Zhong Yuwei left, Lu Minghui's face also darkened and his eyes became cold.

The next moment, he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Let's make arrangements now. Remember, wait until you leave China before you do anything. Do it cleanly."

After receiving a positive response, Lu Minghui talked about another matter.

"Have you found out what I asked you to investigate?"

"Not yet, but there are some clues."

Lu Minghui looked obviously more unhappy.

"As soon as possible, I want to know the other party's identity."

He hung up the phone and threw it to the ground. The shattered screen cut his reflected face into pieces.

-

Lu's Manor.

"Mr. Lu,"

Xu Xing handed over the information in his hand.

"Our people have checked all the families who attended the charity gala that day,"

His tone was clear and steady.

"The old man's identity has basically been confirmed."

As long as Miss Su's information is correct, the old man's identity will not be wrong either.

Lu Jingci lowered his eyes and flipped through the documents, his brows cold and expressionless.

After a moment, he closed the documents and stood up from his seat.

"Almost done, let's go to the backyard."

"Yes,"

There wasn't much surprise on Xu Xing's face.

The man watched the entire process of his three companions dying tragically, and his psychological defenses must have collapsed long ago.

It was not difficult to interrogate him about the person who was going to pick them up in Kyoto.

Mr. Lu will never allow such hidden dangers to exist.

Of course, through this person, we can continue to follow the clues and find out the mastermind behind the murder of the old man.

At this time, in the living room.

"Ma'am, I've got the stuff."

Zhang Chi walked in quickly and placed the drawing board in front of Luo Yang.

Luo Yang's gaze instantly fell on the incredibly beautiful woman on the drawing board.

Narrow and beautiful eyes, a straight nose, and somewhat cool red lips.

Her eyes swept across it inch by inch, with a complicated look in her eyes.

It seems that I still look 50% like my mother, especially the eyes.

Zhang Chi looked at the drawing board and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Sure enough, top-notch beauty still depends on genetic inheritance, not technology.