President Lu's sweet wife

Feng Yu didn't even move her eyebrows, she just stared out of the window lifelessly, without any idea about who came in.

Assistant Liu put the fruit away, and he was polite: "Brother Feng."

When will the people below be able to call Feng Yu brothers and sisters, Shen Guangyao has a feeling that the world is cold, if he is not the son of the Shen family, he may have become a floating corpse.

Liu Ju knew Feng Yu's character, and he also respected and admired Feng Yu during his tenure, so he said the matter directly without beating around the bush.

Feng Yucai turned his head to look at the person who came, Liu Ju had a little impression, he was not outstanding among the people below, he only had a little merit, he was honest and responsible, and he would never overdo it.

But that was when he still needed to be dormant. After several years in this position, no one would forget who he was.

Feng Yu was still thinking about Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu who supported him all the way to today: "This matter..." Feng Yu looked out of the window again: "If you don't want to deal with it, let's get rid of the person who hinted at Ms. Feng behind her." Ms. Feng also had no time to stare at people she shouldn't be staring at.

Liu Ju knew in his heart that Mr. Lu really had no relationship with Lu and Feng, and he came here just to confirm this matter: "Brother Feng, take care of your wounds."

Seeing that he was going to leave, Shen Guangyao thought of something, and asked directly: "Why would Ms. Feng think of meeting Mr. Lu?"

Liu Ju gave Shen Guangyao a cold look.

Shen Guangyao had a bunch of shit in his heart, what to look at, he just lost his position, and his father is also an important minister of the Shuguang Group to expand the territory, ask what's wrong.

Liu Ju didn't need to say it, or he didn't have to say it, but he looked at Feng Yu as a reward for just now: "Mr. Lu moved Lu Feng's new investment into a cooperation plan."

"Lu Feng's new capital?!" Is there any broken project that will arouse Mr. Lu's interest, and Mr. Lu can't remember where it is, and Shen Guangyao almost immediately thinks of someone: "The ancient words have leaked again ?!" No, these materials will not appear in the Lu family, thinking of Gu Shi who has been following the investment bank recently: "Did Gu Shi take a fancy to it?" ...The ancient Cici took a fancy to it?Mr. Lu gave her the project.

Shen Guangyao vaguely felt that it had something to do with Gu Cici.

Just as Shen Guangyao had this thought, his tongue felt a suggestive pain.

Liu Ju didn't seem to hear, turned around and left. He also followed Mr. Lu for two days and probably knew that Mr. Lu's girlfriend had a... problem. It's nice to say that there is a problem. He couldn't even understand that Mr. Lu was so calm and wise. Man, why can't he see that his girlfriend has a problem?
Shen Guangyao was stabbed by Liu Ju's attitude, Liu Ju's indifference didn't make it more obvious that he deserved to be fired for meddling in his own business.

But Shen Guangyao found that he couldn't control his mind. He couldn't help but think about the role played by the ancient Cici in this matter, and he even had a sense. Could it be that he really didn't see it through, and the ancient Cici just wanted to borrow Mr. Lu's hand to make money?

Shen Guangyao looked at Feng Yu. He thought Feng Yu would react. After all, Feng Yu had the biggest opinion on Gu Cici, but Feng Yu didn't respond. He still looked out of the window expressionlessly, as if he didn't hear what Liu Ju said.

……

Gu Cici was wearing silk pajamas and leaning on the imperial concubine's couch in front of the window, sketching lazily. …

Open the door in ancient times and come in.

Gu Cici didn't look up either: "I'm back."

"Hmm. What to eat?"

"Let the kitchen cook what you want to eat."

In ancient times, he stood behind his sister and watched her draw a majestic lion. He couldn't help lying on the back of the couch, and approached his sister, his voice seemed to be coquettish: "You guys are going to sketch." He looked in front of him as if he had drawn a group of elephants .

"Well, let me hand in some homework, I think it's very interesting, I will draw a few more when I see it."

Lu Zhiyuan pushed the door open and entered.

Gu Shi immediately left his sister and stood still: "Brother Lu."

"Ah."

The ancient words turned to writing and continued to the next frame: "Peel an apple for me."

Looking at my sister in ancient times, and then at Lu Zhiyuan, I felt that my elder sister was not calling me.

Aunt Wang, who was standing by the side waiting to be served, did not dare to go up to her. Before the young master came back in ancient times, she had just asked his wife if she wanted some fruit, but she was rejected.

Lu Zhiyuan turned back as he was about to go upstairs, went to the kitchen to get an apple and a knife, and sat on the sofa to peel it for her: "Going to sketch?" He also saw a few exterior scenes that had been turned over.

"Ah."

Lu Zhiyuan peeled the apples.

Gu Cici opened his mouth directly without taking his eyes off the drawing paper.

Seeing this, Lu Zhiyuan cut it into small pieces, sat down, and fed them piece by piece into her mouth: "Does your foot still hurt when you were young?"

Gu Shi's eyes instantly moved away from his hand holding the knife: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Seeing that Cici had finished eating, Lu Zhiyuan fed another piece: "If it doesn't hurt, don't stand still." What is the pestle doing here, as a background board!
In ancient times, he was not a fool, not to mention that this person couldn't do anything after what happened last time: "Sister, I'll go change my clothes first, and come over for dinner later."

"Well, let's go."

Lu Zhiyuan took out a tissue to help her wipe her mouth: "The junior is ready to accept you."

Gu Cici bit into a new apple: "No, only a few subjects have been taken, and some subjects need to be completed by the end of next month."

"Is it hard?"

"good."

Looking at the two people sitting together in ancient times, Lu Zhiyuan was worried about his sister's back pain, so he moved the person onto him, then cut the apple into smaller pieces, and fed it to his sister one by one. His sister's eyes stayed on the drawing. , Occasionally dislike the other party, if you hurry up, your brows will be unceremoniously frowned.

In ancient times, he suspected that his eyes had reversed his perception. Lu Zhiyuan definitely saw that his sister was taking him for granted, and he couldn't believe that Shen Guangyao and Feng Yu didn't bite his sister when they were kicked out.

Recently, his sister has taken advantage of it again, and Lu Zhai's expenses are usually pocketed a lot, so Lu Zhiyuan didn't see it?Do you have any idea?

But he didn't say anything, and now he still has Yaxing to feed his sister apples, looking at these two people from a distance, he even feels affectionate and strong.

In ancient times, he vaguely couldn't understand them, couldn't understand his sister and couldn't understand Lu Zhiyuan, did they still love?

"Ms. Ye asked if we have time to go back to have dinner together." Lu Zhiyuan said casually.

After hearing the words, Gu Ci reluctantly put down his pen and glanced at him: "Are you going?" After asking, he returned to the drawing.

Lu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand to brush away her hair that fell on the side of her ear, revealing her slender cheeks. He looked at her, and couldn't help rubbing his fingertips up, pinching her round ears and lips.

The ancient words didn't stop him, and the atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous as he walked around his fingertips.

Lu Zhiyuan didn't go any further, enjoying the feeling in his hands repeatedly: "What about you?"

"Go if you have time, and don't go if you don't have time."

Lu Zhiyuan reminded her: "This is Ms. Ye's invitation." He knew what that meant. After meeting the parents, their relationship was different.

"Whoever invites is different."

Hearing this, Lu Zhiyuan looked at her for a while, put down the tray in his hand, lowered his head and stopped by her ear: "Do you wish I had time?"

Gu Cici moved his head a little, and said in a coquettish voice, "It stops me from drawing."