time-limited addiction

at the same time.

The son is far away in Beijing on Tuesday.

The temperature in Beijing plummeted, and the drizzle fell lightly and thinly.

In the quadrangle courtyard of the ancient red brick building.

In the red and blue Langfang with high eaves, two men sit behind a screen with the word "Fu" upside down, watching shadow puppetry.

Please come to the house to set up a table for the old lady of the Zhou family in Beijing.

In the basket were neatly placed a few fried dough sticks and a bowl of clear porridge.

The surrounding air is quiet and good.

Sitting opposite Zhou Luchen was Zhou Xiangqun.

Zhou Xiangqun had a bowl of porridge in his left hand, and a freshly fried deep-fried dough stick in his right hand to bite. He didn't eat dinner, and he didn't like big fish and meat.

When I'm really hungry, I like to eat deep-fried dough sticks. The taste is light and the style is low-key.

A piece of fried dough sticks was wrapped in white oil paper, and he handed it to Zhou Lushen, "Would you like one, Bo fried it."

Zhou Lushen took it.

Zhou Xiangqun looked at him, he was willing to eat the taste here.

The second son has a delicate stomach, and let him eat fried dough sticks with him at night, which is really a shame.

He is in Beijing.

Zhou Lu is still in the Shanghai stock market, and the place where he was raised has never been the same.

"200 billion to buy the Wei family, what should I say about you, Second Young Master."

Zhou Lushen didn't show his emotions, and his voice was extremely light, "I have a say in what they do."

Zhou Xiangqun turned sideways and looked at him while eating deep-fried dough sticks, "I won't protect you if things go wrong, just take my life for you, good brother."

Falling into Zhou Lu's deep ears, the word "brother" was really not pleasant.

Zhou Xiangqun picked up the uniform from the seat, put it in his hand, patted Zhou Luchen on the shoulder, and walked away.

"I'll go to Sijinyuan to find someone to chat with. You can live at home if you like. I'm busy tonight."

Holding the fritters in his hand, Zhou Lv flicked his phone without saying a word.

The photos in the group were really familiar, so he clicked on them.

A red rose hairpin tied her hair, a pink cheongsam, and glass lips, leaning against the door frame with a high profile.

Like, the stunning beauty on the old matchbox stickers.

With the same body of fairy and demon, this is Shen Jing.

Finally, he dialed Shen Jing's number.

Two beeps.

"The user is busy, please try again later."

Zhuang Ming, who was standing upright behind him, had a deep understanding that the second young master was hung up on the phone.

People are in nightclubs, users are busy.

At this time, many funny images flashed in Zhuang Ming's mind, and he kept standing with a blank expression and didn't understand anything.

Second son, I have never been to any nightclub in my life.

This guy is romantic, but people like places with fewer people and more hidden. You can’t bring your mobile phone into the venue to play. I don’t know what kind of crazy people are playing. When you swipe your card, the amount is quite large.

The flames of the atomized fireplace scorched Zhou Lu's face, deeply indifferent, he calmly turned the phone around, remaining silent.

The shadow puppet show on the stage is the love emperor Liu Xun and Xu Pingjun.

"Second Grandma likes this sub-drama the most. How does Brother Shen look?" said the old lady from Zhou's family in Beijing who was speaking next to her.

It's the second wife.

The old lady who lives in Shanghai is the eldest lady.

Zhou Lu smiled lazily, with a playful tone, "Why don't you love the Three Dozens of Bone Demons today?"

The old lady dusted off the Buddhist beads, "Why, there is another vixen around me? The vixen you brought for the festival before, I just saw it and wanted to serve her on stage with three dozen bone spirits."

Zhou Lushen laughed directly, resting his hand on the mahogany tea table, looking very lazy.

The old lady was always concentrating on watching the shadow puppet show, "Something named Wei, dare to take advantage of my Zhou family's momentum to climb up."

"Borrow you?" Zhou Lv gave the old lady a deep look, and the old lady didn't speak.

The old lady's family is clear, this noble son is very protective of that girl from the Wei family, like a treasure.

At this moment, he received a text message from Shen Jing on his mobile phone.

a picture.

Zhou Lv stared at the photo with a serious look on his face.

I don't know where the wild man bullied Shen Jing in the corner, pinching her cheek with his big palm, looking at it, it was so painful that tears fell down, I felt pity for it.

He frowned.

Zhuang Ming was sensible, bent down, and handed over his mobile phone.

"I can't find Ms. Shen, Liang Yingning has answered the phone, please take it."

Zhou Lvchen freed up one hand, took the phone and threw it on the table, pressed the speakerphone, and the drunken "Hello" over there didn't know who it was.

Zhou Lushen casually watched the shadow puppet show on the stage, and he still had a good temper, "I'm a woman."

Liang Yingning over there was stunned for a long time when he heard the sound, and instantly sobered up.

"I was still putting on lipstick at the door just now." Liang Yingning hurriedly put on her shoes and jumped off the sofa, "No, where is my Jingjing, why is it missing?"

Zhou Lushen stood up indifferently, "Fuck you."

It was Liang Yingning who scolded.

The old lady next to her rolled her eyes, looked at Zhou Luchen, and suddenly laughed out loud, "You don't look like a nobleman, who keeps swearing every day, brother Shen, just don't kneel down in the ancestral hall."

Zhuang Ming nodded politely, "Sorry, Second Madam, we have to go back."

The old lady was not happy about it, "Where are you going, Shanghai City, didn't he say to watch a shadow play with me?"

Zhuang Ming had already left, and walked quickly in front of Zhou Lvchen to pick up the car.