How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

Although Qian Ling was demolishing his house, Shang Lu would never just give him a place to live. Even if it would be demolished after just one day, he would still give him the best.

Huo Yancheng was very surprised. He didn't expect that the merchant was actually a love-brained person.

Shang Lu ordered the housekeeper: "Uncle, pour a cup of tea for my eldest nephew and his wife. Ask Aunt Lan to invite the lady down and tell her that a guest has arrived."

Aunt Lan responded, "Okay, I'll go right away. He should be awake by now, but I don't know if he's willing to come down."

Shang Lu was not very worried and said, "Just say Huo Yancheng has arrived for the matter he has been thinking about."

Aunt Lan said, "Okay, okay, I'll call the lady down right away."

Jiang Luo discovered that the people on Huo Yancheng's side were very easy-going. There was no distinction between master and servant, and everyone chatted like family and friends.

It’s even more unlike the Jiang family. When Jiang Luo was still in the Jiang family, the nanny and gardener were all timid because Hu Minting really knew how to curse.

He looked around the house. It was as tidy as a model room and it was probably someone who had moved in in a hurry.

Huo Yancheng asked Shang Lu: "I'm going to make it clear. If your partner finds out, I can't guarantee how badly you'll be tortured. If you die of exhaustion, I won't be responsible."

Jiang Luo: ???

He looked at Huo Yancheng with horror, thinking, do you men always talk about anything in this way?

Shang Lu, however, looked smug: "No, I have plenty of energy. Do you think I am a sickly person like you?"

Sickly Huo Yancheng: ...

This was the first time that Jiang Luo saw this kind of expression on Huo Yancheng's face, which was a combination of humiliation and anger.

Fortunately, Qian Ling came down in time. Before he saw anyone, he heard a clear and pleasant voice saying, "Shang Lu, is the person you are looking for here?"

Shang Lu raised his head and replied, "Oh, yes, they are here. The person you met last time was the eldest nephew of the Huo family."

At this time, a light figure walked down the stairs. She was not wearing shoes, her bare feet were very slender, her ankles were white, and she wore a very exquisite golden bell on her feet, which made a crisp sound when she walked.

He was wearing a plain white silk nightgown, and his waist-length hair looked a little messy.

The face was so beautiful that Jiang Luo couldn't take his eyes away.

He couldn't help but exclaimed: "This... is such a beautiful brother."

Shang Lu said with a proud look on his face, "Calling me brother is a mistake. This is your aunt Qian Ling. Call me aunt."

Jiang Luo blushed a little embarrassedly and said, "Hello, uncle... aunt."

Qian Ling looked up at him, was stunned at first, and then came in front of him in an instant.

This action startled Jiang Luo. He took a step back, but was hugged by Qian Ling. Qian Ling asked anxiously, "You...you...what's your name?"

His tone of voice was a little strange, he spoke word by word, and his pronunciation was not very clear.

But Jiang Luo heard his words clearly, and he replied: "My name is Jiang Luo. Um...what about you?"

Qian Ling smiled at him and said, "My name is... Qian Ling, Qian as in thousands and millions, Ling as in living beings, Qian Ling."

Jiang Luo nodded and said with a smile: "It's a very nice name, just like... as beautiful as you."

Qian Ling tilted her head and asked, "Beautiful?"

Jiang Luo nodded: "It means to make people feel very happy and cheerful."

After hearing his words, Qian Ling smiled again and said, "You are also very beautiful."

Shang Lu was surprised. Qian Ling had been with him for ten years and had never smiled at him like this, or even cried.

His face is beautiful, but like a stiff puppet. Except for the extreme anxiety he shows when he loses his temper, he is in autistic state most of the time.

At first the doctor thought he was autistic, but as time went on, they said he was suffering from depression, and some said he had bipolar disorder. Of course, the most common diagnosis was schizophrenia.

Huo Yancheng also found it amazing. He asked Shang Lu, "Mr. Qian Ling...does he like boys this age?"

Shang Lu nodded: "Yes, I do like it. That's because... he said our child is eighteen years old, so he has always been fond of children of the same age. But when he realized that the child was not his, he became even more manic. Alas, I'm afraid that the house here can't be saved. Is there a house that is easy to demolish and build?"

Huo Yancheng's lips twitched and he said, "Mr. Qian Ling has been here for so many years. Isn't it a bit late for you to consider this issue now?"

Shang Lu said: "It's mainly because he didn't demolish buildings that frequently before. It's not like in the past half month since I came to H City, one or two buildings have been demolished almost every day. Even if I have a lot of money, I can't stand it anymore!"

Huo Yancheng taunted, "Oh, is it possible that a business as big as this one can't handle it?"

Shang Lu said, "It's a lot of money, but you don't know that once the real estate developers in Beijing heard that I wanted to buy a house, they stopped selling to me. It's not so bad in H City. I bought this community before the reputation spread. But in the past few days, people have started to spread the news that my house was demolished. I have to buy a few more communities before they find out. After demolishing this one, I will move to another one. I can demolish one over there and build another here, so that I can recycle it."

Huo Yancheng: ...Okay, you merchants are the ones who have money.

Qian Ling was still talking to Jiang Luo: "Where is your home?"

Jiang Luo glanced at Huo Yancheng and said, "He and I live together, and we...well, are married."

Qian Ling frowned and asked again: "Eighteen years old? Married?"

Jiang Luo nodded: "Well, it's a long story, anyway, we got married."

Qian Ling paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, but...but...never mind, can you please not leave today? Can you stay with me?"

Jiang Luo looked at Huo Yancheng with some confusion. Huo Yancheng was also puzzled, so he looked at Shang Lu.

Shang Lu doted on Qian Ling very much and followed his lead no matter what he wanted to do. When he heard Qian Ling say that, he said cheerfully, "Well, you guys don't have anything else to do when you go back anyway, and my place is big enough, why don't you stay here for a night! It just so happens that I have chefs from all over the north and south here, so let little Jiang Luo taste our Shang family's cooking skills."

Huo Yancheng nodded to Jiang Luo, and Jiang Luo responded, "Okay then! I hope I didn't disturb you."

Qian Ling took his hand and said, "Don't bother me. Are you...are you...are you doing well?"

As he spoke, tears began to roll down his cheeks, wetting the front of his silk pajamas.

Jiang Luo was frightened, and looked at him at a loss, "Mr. Qian Ling, you...what's wrong with you?"

He quickly took out a tissue from his pocket and reached out to wipe his tears, but Qian Ling cried even harder, grabbed his hand and said, "Can you please not leave me again? I... I miss you so much, I... I really miss you so much."

Jiang Luo looked at Huo Yancheng and Shang Lu again. The two of them were also confused and didn't understand what was going on.

It was Shang Lu who knew Qian Ling best who pulled Huo Yancheng out. The two of them smoked a cigarette in the yard. Shang Lu slowly said, "Perhaps his feelings for you have been placed on your little Jiang Luo."

However, Huo Yancheng felt that things were not that simple, because he had also seen Jiang Luo's jade pendant with the word "Shang" written on it.

If it was just an ordinary jade pendant, he would not have any doubts, but that piece of jade was passed down from the merchant's ancestors. It was a very rare imperial green and blue jade. It was said that it would only be made for the merchant's people. Anyone who could receive this jade must be extraordinary for the merchant.

Now, Jiang Luo has two pieces in his hand.

One of the pieces was just obtained, how do you explain the other piece?

It seems that he will have to ask the child carefully when he returns.

Shang Lu was still talking to himself: "Why don't you just stay here for a few more days? Oh, no, your child still has to go to school. But it's no problem, my driver can take him every day. You don't know, my driver used to drive a tank in the army, I hired him at a high price. He can be a driver and a bodyguard, absolutely loyal! Otherwise..."

Before Shang Lu could finish his words, Huo Yancheng suddenly asked, "Old Shang, have you ever considered that you might really have a son in this world?"