The daughter of the bosses, she is soft and sassy

Chapter 36 The God of Creation
When Song Shi met Luo Chujiu, he didn't intend to rub his eyes anymore, so he let go of Luo Chujiu's hand, "I'm putting on makeup today, so be careful to rub your eyes."

Only then did Luo Chujiu remember that she was wearing makeup on her face, and obediently shrank her little hands.

Song Shiyu looked at Luo Chujiu, and said slowly: "Go to Zi An to help you remove your makeup first, and come to me later."

Luo Chujiu nodded, got up and walked upstairs to find Song Zian.

When Luo Chujiu knocked on the door of Song Zian's room, Song Zian was doing homework inside.

Song Zian ran to open the door, and when she saw Luo Chujiu at the door, she hugged her.

"Woooooo, Xiaojiu, it's all my fault for taking you to buy mangoes. Are you okay, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, oh, it's all my fault and I took you to buy mangoes to eat to eat."

Song Ziyan burst into tears, her whole face shrank into a ball because of self-blame.

Luo Chujiu patted Song Zian on the back with a smile, and comforted her, "It's okay, I didn't know about it, so I will know how to avoid it next time. And I was lucky enough to meet Su Ziyue today."

Song Ziyan came out of Luo Chujiu's arms, her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief, "What?"

A happy smile appeared on Luo Chujiu's face. It really made her very happy to see Su Ziyue's father today.

"I met Su Ziyue and added WeChat." After a pause, Luo Chujiu suddenly remembered about WeChat, "Hey, where is my phone?"

"Oh, I brought it back for you." Saying that, Song Zian turned and walked to the desk, took a mobile phone from the desk and handed it to Luo Chujiu.

Luo Chujiu took it and said thank you sweetly.

Then Luo Chujiu couldn't wait to open WeChat, passed Su Ziyue's WeChat in the friend application column, and passed it to Song Zian to read.

"Look! This is Su Ziyue's WeChat account!"

The tears on Song Zian's face stopped, and she couldn't help showing off Luo Chujiu's happy smile.

"Xiao Jiu is great."

Luo Chujiu put down her phone, tugged at the hem of her skirt, "Zi An, can you help me remove my makeup?"

Song Zian smiled, reached out and pinched Luo Chujiu's little face, "Of course."

After a pause, Song Ziyan raised her eyebrows, "However, such a well-dressed Xiaojiu is rare, I wonder if I, Song, have the honor to take a photo with Miss Luo Chujiu?"

Hearing Song Zian's praise, Luo Chujiu lowered her head shyly, and nodded again.

So Song Zian happily took many photos with Luo Chujiu, and then began to help Luo Chujiu remove her makeup and change her clothes.

After Luo Chujiu finished tidying up, it was already half an hour later, Luo Chujiu and Song Ziyan said good night and opened the door to go out.

Standing in the corridor and looking at Song Shiyu's room with lights on, Luo Chujiu was a little dazed.

To go or not to...

Do you really want to involve brother Shi Yu?

Luo Chujiu knew in her heart that getting involved in this matter would be very troublesome, and she also knew that she had no reason to ask Song Shiyu for help, but it seemed that Song Shiyu was the only one who could help her.

Just as Luo Chujiu was hesitating, the door of Song Shiyu's room was pushed open from the inside.

The person who opened the door was Song Shiyu. At this time, Song Shiyu had already changed out of today's suit and put on home clothes.

The plain and simple home clothes added a touch of life to Song Shiyu. The lights in the room came from behind Song Shiyu, softening the edges and corners of Song Shiyu's facial features. At this moment, Song Shiyu looked...very gentle.

A god lord contaminated with the world.

This was the only feeling in Luo Chujiu's mind about the image of Song Shiyu at this time.

So, Lord God, will you help her?
Luo Chujiu saw that the lord god bent his mouth towards him, and said to her in a clear and shallow voice, "Are you still coming?"

Luo Chujiu moved her steps slowly and walked towards Song Shiyu's room.

When she reached the door, Luo Chujiu stopped and did not move on, looking up at Song Shiyu.

The girl's voice trembled slightly, "Why did you help me?"

The man who was two heads taller than the girl leaned against the door frame, raised his hand to his lips, and seemed to be thinking.

"Well... I want to help."

In fact, he doesn't know too well.

Probably... I don't want to see the little white rabbit feel sad, I don't want to see the little white rabbit in danger.

Luo Chujiu was a little dazed, not knowing what reaction to give, so she just stood there dumbly, staring at Song Shiyu blinking.

In the end Song Shiyu sighed, put his hand on Luo Chujiu's shoulder, and pushed Luo Chujiu in, "Come in quickly, finish talking early and rest early, we have class tomorrow."

Luo Chujiu followed Song Shiyu's strength and walked into Song Shiyu's room.

Song Shiyu's room is the same as Song Shiyu's, with a simple and clean minimalist style.

Luo Chujiu made it to a small sofa in the room, and Song Shiyu made it to the edge of the bed to face Luo Chujiu.

Just when Luo Chujiu didn't know where to speak, Song Shiyu seemed to have seen the girl's mind, and took the initiative to speak first, "I didn't explain it in detail last time, please tell me in detail this time."

Luo Chujiu tugged at the hem of her nightgown, took a deep breath, and then slowly said this matter that no one else knew.

"The place where I ran out was a laboratory. I was not a child born through traditional sexual reproduction. My birth was made by them using the genes they thought were the best."

Song Shiyu raised his eyes slightly, opened his thin lips slightly, and asked, "Do you know whose genes are there?"

This sentence is not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative sentence.

If Luo Chujiu can say with such certainty that Lu Yuanting and Su Ziyue are her fathers, it means she knows both.

Luo Chujiu nodded, "Sister Luo told me."

"Is there anyone else besides Lu Yuanting and Su Ziyue?"

Luo Chujiu nodded lightly, "There is another one called Cheng Jingshu."

Hearing Cheng Jingshu's name, Song Shiyu's pupils shrank slightly.

Cheng Jingshu, the second son of the Cheng family, has an older brother, so he doesn't need to inherit the family business. He is studying abroad and is a painter.I like to travel all over the world to find inspiration for painting, but I don't know where it is now.

But whether it's Lu Yuanting, Su Ziyue or Cheng Jingshu, they are all big shots.

Afterwards, Song Shiyu frowned slightly and expressed his doubts: "There are only three?"

If you want good genes, you should want good genes from more people, and there should be no allergens.

Luo Chujiu understood Song Shiyu's meaning, "Sister Luo said that this is already the limit of what the laboratory can do, and the cutting and arrangement of genes is not an easy task."

"Purpose." Song Shiyu asked the most critical question, "What is the purpose of doing this?"

Luo Chujiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice trembled, "Chuangshen, they are called Chuangshen."

"I can probably guess that I am just a test subject, and a test subject that has not been very successful. I have flaws, and their purpose is to create gods, omnipotent gods."

"Not one god, but a whole group of gods, a whole group of gods who are limited by them, and a whole group of gods who can listen to their words."

"What they want is to change the world."

Facts were revealed from Luo Chujiu's mouth, and Luo Chujiu's eyes were gradually stained with panic and fear.

Song Shiyu's eyes became colder and colder.

(End of this chapter)