Help! The fat daughter has a billion-point vest after breaking up

She did think about taking responsibility, but that was the Young Lord God, and she was just a fledgling minion.

What they want is responsibility, what they want is her life.

From now on...

The petty man held a grudge and still holds it to this day.

I will cry if I continue.

Cover your face.

Bai Qian withdrew her thoughts.

"Next time." Bai Qian stood up, "I'm going upstairs. Call me for dinner."

Because the phone was not hung up, Bai Guangming was dissatisfied and wanted to twist Bai Qian's ears, but he could only grit his teeth and say, "Next time. Watch the road when you walk, be careful not to fall, this child..."

boom!

Bai Qian closed the door, isolating herself from the hypocrisy outside.

"Mr. Lu, thank you."

Bai Qian smiled.

The cold, ruthless, selfless and iron-faced Young Lord God finally did something.

"Anything else?" Lu Yehan asked, his voice returning to its cold, stiff, and unkind tone. It also had a commanding tone, forcing Bai Qian to speak up.

"Anything else? Yes... yes, yes, yes..." Bai Qian touched her nose. Can you give me some hints?

It looks like I can't even tell 123.

Lu Yehan asked coldly: "Why didn't you contact me these two days?"

"Contact you?" Bai Qian wondered.

It seems that she has not contacted him. She will not know that he blocked her and then brought her back.

I feel mixed emotions, not knowing whether I should be happy or disappointed.

"Why don't you come and check my eyes? You've been known as a miracle doctor and a medical genius, but you just disappeared all of a sudden and ignored the patient. Where is your medical ethics?"

"Ah? Is that the case?" Bai Qian curled her lips. She didn't believe that he didn't know even though he didn't have to watch his eyes every day.

It's already over-medicalization now, okay?

He took a deep breath and said with an apologetic smile, "Mr. Lu, it's like this. Your eyes will be fine from Monday to Friday, and Saturday and Sunday are the time for them to recover on their own."

"Looking at it every day will make your eyes lazy, which is not good for recovery."

"What else?" It was another cold voice, and the pitch was raised a few degrees.

What else? Bai Qian bared her teeth and looked at the sky outside. It wasn't even the full moon night yet, how come it had already turned into a demon?

This time it was Lu Yehan's turn to take a deep breath, suppress his anger, and speak word by word: "Why didn't you say anything?"

"Ah," Bai Qian said confidently, "Master Lu, you are very busy. I thought you knew that, so I didn't dare to disturb you. I..."

beep……

The phone is dead. It's dead...

I thought it had changed its temperament, but it's still the same formula.

Bai Qian stuck out her tongue and put down her backpack, then she remembered that there was Chinese medicine prescribed for Lu Yehan in the bag.

Then I'll bring it with me when I go to see my eyes tomorrow.

"Mr. Lu, how about I go pick up Miss Bai? It's still early and the distance is not far." Shi Yan asked tentatively, "Let Miss Bai take a look at your eyes?"

Lu Yehan got furious when he heard this: "What disease do you want to see? No! I just want to be blind, so I can't see anything."

If the eyes are not clear, the mind will not be troubled.

Shi Yan shrank his neck, and it was as if he had eyes on his butt, and he backed away towards the door.

He tiptoed, with shaking hands, and shakily grasped the door handle, successfully leaving the room.

Shi Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as I walked out the door, I saw Aunt Zhang.

Zhang Ma is a retired seven-star Michelin chef who was hired by Lu Yehan at a high salary. She is only responsible for cooking and does not need to interfere with anything else.

Aunt Zhang obviously heard the conversation just now and waved at Shi Yan mysteriously.

Shi Yan walked over.

"Erhuo, do you want to clean the toilet?"

Shi Yan shook his head like a rattle. His lips were chattering. But thinking that Master Lu was in a particularly bad mood today, he wanted to persuade him, but he didn't expect to add fuel to the fire.

He had just finished his days scrubbing toilets, and he might have made a seamless transition right away.

Shi Yan had a bitter face. Why was his life so miserable?

He earns a high salary and serves as Mr. Lu's confidant. Everyone who sees him thinks he is extremely talented, a workplace elite, and a winner in life.

If people knew that he had to stick his butt up to clean the toilet every day, cleaning this and that, cleaning today and then tomorrow, his reputation would probably be ruined.

"Erhuo, what's with that expression on your face? Aunt Zhang has an idea. Not only will it help you avoid cleaning the toilet, but it will also ensure that you get promoted and make a fortune."

"What?" Shi Yan blinked.

Aunt Zhang lowered her voice and said, "You, just do it this way."

"Will it work?" Shi Yan expressed his doubt.

"Listen to it from someone who has been through it, it won't be wrong." Aunt Zhang pointed a finger at Shi Yan's forehead.

"Go quickly, if you're any later, the toilet will beckon you."

"Okay, let's listen to Aunt Zhang." Shi Yan called his confidants to keep an eye on Mr. Lu's movements and report to the police at any time. Then he drove out of the villa, got in the car, and stepped on the accelerator.

After a while, the low-key luxury car stopped outside the Bai family villa, under a big tree some distance away from the villa.

Then he called Bai Qian.

"Hey, Miss Bai, help me."

Bai Qian had just finished her meal and was tasting dessert. She wanted some matcha or some mousse truffle.

Bai Weiwei didn't dare to eat even a little bit because she wanted to lose weight. Seeing Bai Qian eating so deliciously, she swallowed her saliva greedily.

Eat it, it won’t kill you.

I heard Bai Qian answering the phone. Although I couldn't hear it clearly, I could tell it was a man's voice, and it was definitely not Lu Yehan.

Bai Weiwei pursed her lips. She couldn't suppress the smile.

The man was caught red-handed, right? As the old saying goes, if you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet.

"Sister, from the sound of the voice it sounds like a boy, who is he? Introduce him to us."

Swish--

Two fierce eyes glared at him.

A ray of white light and a ray of Gao Meizhi.

"What's the matter?" Bai Qian asked slowly.

Shi Yan also has some acting skills, crying: "Master Lu's eyesight is not good again. Not only can he not see anything, but he also feels dizzy and has a bad temper."

These last three words are the key.

"I'm outside the villa now. Why don't you go take a look, Miss Bai? I'll bring you back later."

Hearing vaguely that Bai Qian had invited someone, and it was a man, Bai Guangming slammed his chopsticks on the table and shouted, "Bai Qian, who is this man?"

"I thought your aunt was just making up stories, exaggerating things, and making up stories with her own eyes. I thought she had misunderstood you, but it turns out it was all true."

Gao Meizhi was very proud, but what she said was a little bit off, it didn't sound like anything good that would benefit her.

Is she, in Bai Guangming's eyes, a person of low character?

"You simply don't know what's good for you."

"Look at Weiwei, returning home on time, playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, look at you..."

Bai Weiwei was so happy that she got carried away and started shaking her legs unconsciously.

The skillful movements showed that he was an old hand.

"She returned home on time, isn't that because she had a driver to pick her up? What about me?"

"She is good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting. That's because you spent a lot of money to hire a famous teacher to teach her. What about me?"

"Also, your so-called socialite daughter is still shaking her legs here, haha, the upbringing of the Bai family is indeed different from others."

It was too late for Bai Weiwei to hold down her legs.

Bai Guangming's eyes were faster than her movements and he was caught red-handed.

Bai Weiwei's face turned red.

I felt so guilty that I stuttered, stumbled, and almost bit my tongue.

Bai Guangming's face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.