Do you have a boyfriend

Song Chuman noticed Xiao Fang's eyes, and touched his face suspiciously.

"Let's go." Lu Zhao said calmly, Xiao Fang quickly looked away, went to the front and opened the door to get in the car.

The Japanese grocery store was recommended by Xiaofang for them. The environment is good, and they booked a box as usual.

Song Chuman saw that Xiao Fang was busy with them, and asked Lu Zhao in a low voice, "Has your assistant had lunch? Do you want to invite him to come with you?"

The box is very spacious, and it is more than enough for one more person to sit. It is earlier than the usual lunch time. Song Chuman guessed that he probably didn't eat.

And this time Xiaofang drove them here in Lu Zhao's car, so he probably had to take a taxi or take the bus back.

Lu Zhao didn't even blink: "He has eaten."

"... so early?" Song Chuman was dubious, "You didn't even ask him."

The next moment he understood, leaving Xiao Fang, wouldn't it be the same as leaving a light bulb behind?But now the more Lu Zhao doesn't want to, the more Song Chuman wants to turn against him.

He didn't know Xiao Fang very well, so he was embarrassed to ask, so he pulled Lu Zhao's sleeve: "Quickly ask him."

Lu Zhao had no choice but to say to Xiao Fang, "Have you eaten at noon?"

His tone was quite normal, but his expression was very cold with his back to Song Chuman. Xiao Fang knew his character well, so he quickly replied: "I've eaten, I've eaten..."

Song Chuman looked at Xiao Fang, then at Lu Zhao: "Have you had lunch so early?"

"Yes, yes, yes," the dishes were being served one after another, and Xiao Fang didn't dare to stay longer, "Well, Mr. Lu and Mr. Song will eat slowly. I still have something to do, so don't bother me."

After he finished speaking, he slipped faster than a rabbit, turned around and left the box and closed the door. Song Chuman still had words stuck in his throat, and he didn't have time to say it.

When the dishes were served, the private room returned to the previous time when the two were alone.

Song Chuman hummed softly, bowed his head and ate by himself, Lu Zhao's eyes were full of resentment: "You don't want to be with me?"

Actually it's not... Song Chuman stared at his bowl and frowned.

He hasn't forgiven Lu Zhao yet, but he can't refuse him, as if...he has never had any conflicts with anyone, and he doesn't know what to do when he gets angry.

Is it a bite of Lu Zhao?Song Chuman quietly looked at Lu Zhao's chin.

Lu Zhao was picking up vegetables for him, and when he noticed his gaze, he raised his hand to touch his teeth marks: "It's still there."

Now he can still feel the traces of the depression. He didn't pay attention to this before going out, so Xiao Fang must have seen it just now.

Lu Zhao didn't care about that, he just wanted everyone to know that Song Chuman had bitten him.

"Come to the company with me in the afternoon, okay?" Lu Zhao picked another piece of salmon for him, leaned closer and squeezed his palm quietly, "You can go home and take Mianmian with you."

Then he might as well be at home... But Song Chuman didn't refuse, and responded vaguely.

Halfway through the meal, Lu Zhao's mobile phone text message sounded.

He picked it up for a look, then put it down, hesitated for a moment and said, "The Song family is bankrupt."

Song Chuman was taken aback for a moment, then shocked: "This...so fast?"

Yesterday's information only said to wait for the opportunity, today it's...

"Well," Lu Zhao was not surprised at all, "the Cao family is the same."

Song Chuman was dumbfounded, and asked after a while, "What did you do?"

Lu Zhao said vaguely: "It's just pushing the boat with the current. Even without me, they wouldn't be able to last for two years."

"Which one of them offended you?" Song Chuman knew that Lu Zhao was probably doing it for him, but still wanted to hear the exact answer, "Or...is there a conflict between the companies?"

Lu Zhao cast his gaze over: "No, it's because of you."

If it wasn't for Song Chuman, he wouldn't care about such a little Baosi.

Song Chuman felt a burst of warmth in his heart, and gave a soft "hmm".

Except for the time when Cao Yuan came to ask for money, he had already cut off all contact with those people, and he had no conflicts of interest. Lu Zhao did this only to vent his anger on him.

Lu Zhao probably knew all the things that happened before. Song Chuman was emotional when he mentioned it at the beginning. After such a long time, he found that he was able to face it calmly.

"Then they now..." Song Chuman hesitantly said.

"In short, it's just not very comfortable." Lu Zhao put down his chopsticks, "Do you want to... go and see?"

Song Chuman was taken aback, and quickly shook his head: "I'll go and see what they're doing, whether I'm going or not..."

"Look at how miserable they are." Thinking of Song Chuman's childhood experience, Lu Zhao only felt that they were too cheap.

"No, no, no..." Song Chuman still shook his head, suddenly remembering that Cao Qiyun had bought Song's house.

He told Lu Zhaoyi about it, "Do you know?"

Lu Zhao paused, "I know."

Of course he knew that the house was named Lu now.

Song Chuman was still sighing secretly, not noticing Lu Zhao's expression.

He failed to associate the house with Lu Zhao, and did not ask. Lu Zhao thought that this was not a deception, but a surprise.

But he still asked in advance: "Do you want that house?"

Song Chuman didn't even think about it: "No."

He had almost nothing worth remembering there, why did he come here... However, it was the place where he and Lu Zhao met for the first time.

I don't know who lives in the house next door. If we can buy it together... Song Chuman doesn't care about the price, and Lu's mother doesn't accept his 5000 million, so he just has no place to spend it.

Lu Zhao saw his later hesitation, and immediately understood a little bit, and changed the subject: "Well, let's eat first."

**

When I went to the company in the afternoon, the teeth marks were still there, so Lu Zhao went to the meeting with the marks and walked around the company.

Finally, he called the manager of a certain department in, raised his head and pointed to his face: "Take a picture."

The manager didn't know, so: "Lu... President Lu?"

"How can you report to your master if you don't take a picture?" Lu Zhao smiled half-smile, "Take a picture quickly, and send it to her after the picture is finished."

It was winter, and the manager was sweating coldly on his back. He didn't dare to say anything, so he took out his phone and took a picture of Lu Zhao's chin, wanting to leave quickly.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhao was not finished yet, so he took his mobile phone to check and confirmed that the high-resolution photos were correct before letting him go.

Hearing the sound, Song Chuman poked his head out: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Lu Zhao didn't want to mention Lu's mother in front of him, so as not to upset his mood, he looked down at his watch, "I have to get off work later today, do you want some cake or something?"

The afternoon was long and lunch was early, so he was worried that Song Chuman would be hungry.

In fact, Song Chuman ate a lot at noon, and he is still struggling now. He rolled his eyes at Lu Zhao: "Are you feeding the pigs?"

After speaking, he closed the door of the living room.

Lu Zhao laughed, got up and chased after him, and squeezed on the sofa with Song Chuman.

"I was discovered by you," he gently squeezed Song Chuman's side face, "Song Xiaozhu."

"You are the pig," Song Chuman slapped his hand away unceremoniously, "Lu Laozhu..."

Lu Zhao was not angry either, and moved closer to kiss him, but Song Chuman pressed his face and pushed away: "You are not allowed to kiss."

"Why?" Lu Zhao was very hurt.

Song Chuman said with a stern look, "Because I'm still angry."

Lu Zhao only thought he was cute, so he followed his words and asked, "Then when will you stop being angry?"

He was fairly well behaved, Song Chuman stroked the hair on top of his head: "It depends on your performance."

Lu Zhao acted all afternoon, but failed to kiss him.

Obviously when he was at home, he was tougher, and Song Chuman would not refuse, but in the company, Lu Zhao still followed him in everything, without any force.

At almost eight o'clock in the evening, Lu Zhao finally finished the work at hand and took Song Chuman home.

There are still some dishes at home, so the two of them don't plan to eat out, they plan to go home and make them by themselves.

Instead of going to other restaurants, it only takes a few minutes to walk from the company to the community. Lu Zhao didn't drive, and walked back with Song Chuman, and went to the supermarket on the way.

When they arrived outside the community, Song Chuman saw a person, it was Cao Qiyun.

After many years, he didn't recognize her at the first sight, but thought it seemed familiar. When he got close and saw her straightening her coat and walking towards them, he remembered who it was.

Lu Zhao was the first to react, pulled Song Chuman behind him, and shouted to the security room not far away: "Security."

Cao Qiyun showed embarrassment, and quickly recovered her expression: "President Lu, don't be so nervous, I came here alone."

It is not difficult to know where Lu Zhao lives, but she does not know the specific unit and floor, nor is she a resident, so she cannot enter the gate.

Song Chuman lowered his head behind Lu Zhao, thinking that it really is a family, and they all like to play tricks on others.

Lu Zhaocai didn't bother to talk to Cao Qiyun, and waited for the security guards to come and signal Cao Qiyun to harass them and ask them to drive her away.

The security guard knew Lu Zhao, so he responded politely.

Cao Qiyun had a stomach full of manuscripts. Seeing that Lu Zhao was about to leave with Song Chuman, she hurried forward: "Mr. Lu, I just want to say a few words to Chuman, you..."

The security guard stopped in front of her with a bad tone: "Ma'am, if you do this again, we will call the police."

Cao Qiyun was not reconciled, but heard a sentence: "I have nothing to say to you."

It was Song Chuman who spoke. He stopped and turned his head, his eyes indifferent.

"I'm at least..." Cao Qiyun didn't dare to refute no matter how much she held her breath. She forced a smile and raised her hand to tidy up the hair beside her ear, "I just beg you not to kill them all. We have nothing now. Are you still not satisfied?" ?”

Song Chuman was puzzled: "What are you talking about?"

The expression on his face was too surprised, Cao Qiyun's eyes turned between him and Lu Zhao: "Isn't it...you..."

Song Chuman thought for a while and understood.

Dare they think that he did those things... Maybe Cao Qiyun still thinks that Lu Zhao is the thigh he hugged, just to deal with them.

He suddenly remembered the text message some time ago, saying what exactly he was willing to give up and so on.

The text message had no beginning, no end, and no signature. Song Chuman thought it was sent by someone else by mistake, but now it seems that Cao Qiyun probably sent it.

Song Chuman was silent for a long time, and Lu Zhao also stood beside him and waited quietly. Cao Qiyun thought his attitude was loose, and took this opportunity to say: "I don't ask your forgiveness, but my brother A Yuan is innocent... you Help him, or this time he..."

innocent?Song Chuman didn't want to listen any more, so he interrupted her: "Sorry."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Lu Zhao stood next to him, speaking confidently, "Actually, I didn't know about your recent situation until these two days."

Cao Qiyun was stunned and looked at Lu Zhao.

"You think too much, but," Song Chuman showed a smile on his expressionless face, "I'm very happy to see that you have been punished."

He finally whispered: "You must have a worse life than I imagined."

He is different from before, he is being loved and pampered in the palm of his hand, he can let go of everything in the past, but he will never forgive.

After speaking, Song Chuman took the hand of his "thigh" and turned to go home.