Today's task: Raiders partner

Lu Hongyu was too calm when he entered the electrotherapy hospital for the second time.

It is not accurate to say that it is a hospital. People who belong here prefer to call it a school.People have extreme attitudes here, extreme admiration and extreme loathing.

But Lu Hongyu was an accident, he had no attitude, probably because he had never been changed here.

Nothing in the nursing home has changed, the ginkgo tree still stands in the middle of the courtyard, and there are always people who want to run out of this paradise in the middle of the night.

Huang Yunrong is not someone who loves to laugh, but the moment the door opened, she couldn't stop laughing.

The red cash was stuffed into a thick brown paper bag, and one by one was given to the people beside him.

After she gave out the red envelope, the people beside her would put on a swearing expression.

Everyone told her that her decision was right and that Lu Hongyu should be sent here.

Everyone comforted her, held the back of her cold hand and praised her, what a great mother she was.

But this can only bring her a moment of happiness. A qualified mother is always full of sorrows and joys, and a qualified mother is always worried.

Huang Yunrong's first tear still didn't fall, when the man walked into the room, she wiped away the corners of her half wet eyes.

Miraculously, she put on the same expression as the others in the room, that kind of trust, as if they were comrades-in-arms in the same trench, and they were relatives whose blood was thicker than water.

The man hangs the pen from his breast pocket.The cap just covered the word "benevolence".

Huang Yunrong no longer had her usual dignified appearance, she began to cry loudly, panting weakly while crying.

But she never shed a tear.

"Teacher Yang...Teacher Yang...you must save...save my son...I'm just such a precious son..."

In Huang Yunrong's eyes, Lu Hongyu has never been Mr. Lu. Lu Hongyu is 30 years old, and at the age of 30, he is only Huang Yunrong's son.

Lu Hongyu's greatest honor in this life is that he slept peacefully in her womb for ten months.

Because in these ten months, even if he did something wrong, Huang Yunrong would forgive him.No matter how rebellious he is, Huang Yunrong will not abandon him.

Huang Yunrong knew that she only had this precious son in her life.Lu Hongyu just needs to be her son.

"Family of No. 0327, please rest assured that the patient is just a relapse. As long as you actively cooperate with us, I promise, I will give you back a well-behaved and obedient 0327."

What an honor, 0327. In the past ten years, Ren'ai School has expanded its enrollment by tens of thousands of 0327s.

But Lu Hongyu was always the first number 0327.

The success of ten years ago made Huang Yunrong no longer afraid. How could there be any flaws in Huang Yunrong's most proud masterpiece in this life?

"Yes... the old illness has relapsed, Mr. Yang. It's been ten years. It's been ten years. He hasn't been like this for ten years. I trust you, and I only trust you, Mr. Yang."

The man smiled and took the envelope, which was dozens of times thicker than before, with "Qingping Group" printed on it.

Huang Yunrong's shrewdness and wisdom have all disappeared. Money, fame, and even the son himself who is a wall away, nothing can gain her trust. Now she only trusts the man in front of her.

She doesn't need others to call her Ms. Huang, let alone call her son Lu Hongyu.

If the cold number can awaken the son's conscience, then the child outside the door must forget his name and only do 0327.

The soundproofing effect of the walls is surprisingly good, and through the shadowy pond, you can feel someone crying.

But if you think about it, it may not be crying. People often tremble and pace, but if you look at the trembling shoulders, few people are really sad.

Lu Hongyu understood this truth a long time ago. At that time, he only thought that the sound insulation effect is really good. It is a pity that such a good material is used here.

It should be a pleasure for Qingping Group to cooperate with them——

If Lu Hongyu still has a chance to be President Lu.

Lu Hongyu is a businessman through and through. He can live without love, company, and even parents, but he can't live without shrewd calculations.

Only when the man approached slowly could he see his face clearly, a handsome face, poking down, holding a gold-edged breastplate in his mouth, which contained a square lower script, with only the words "Teacher Yang" written on it.

He walked forward, stretched out his knuckle hand, and said, "We meet again, 0327..."

Yang Yong didn't get a response, but he didn't show any embarrassment, that sexy smiling lips saved him, a person who is always smiling makes people puzzled.

But he couldn't walk away, and there was a soft rubbing sound in the cubicle not far away. Lu Hongyu had an excellent shoulder-to-hip ratio, broad arms, and deep eyebrows, and he had already made his mark at the age of 20.Huang Yunrong always said that Lu Hongyu couldn't resist the countless traps in the colorful world.

When he frowned, those deep eyes warmed up, it shouldn't be like this, Lu Hongyu shouldn't have such bright emotions.

But it really happened to Lu Hongyu.

This kind of contradiction also makes people obsessed, as if they have ambivalence-fear and can't help but want to get closer.

Maybe Huang Yunrong was wrong, maybe it wasn't that Lu Hongyu couldn't resist all kinds of temptations.It's that people flock to Lu Hongyu.

This poor child, whom she regards as stones, flowers and plants, whose desires are suppressed, miraculously goes against the laws of nature and dyes himself with colorful colors.

Even if the first emotions he learned were anger and disgust.Even if he relied on deception and pretense the first time he wanted to get something.

But that's okay, when a seed blooms it no longer belongs to the land alone.