Mr. Lu, Don't Beg, Madam Kicked You Out of the Household Register

A faint fragrance spreads out.

Jiang Li had received similar gifts several times before.

This is the first time I have seen a smoked purple suit taken apart with my own eyes.

Everything is available from the inside out, including the limited edition lily of the valley perfume next to it, all of which are smoked purple bottles.

Ever since he saw her in Bai Mengchu's studio, dressed in purple from head to toe, Jiang Li had a psychological shadow when he saw the same color again, and felt sick in his stomach.

She really retched and closed her eyes with tears streaming out of her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the smoked purple in front of him turned into black.

Her eyes were invisible.

This is really out of sight but out of mind.

The nausea that flooded Jiang Li's stomach was not as strong as before.

Mr. Lu's methods of trying to please people are really perfunctory day after day.

Lu Yan has a tight working schedule every day, so he naturally doesn't bother with these small things.

The gifts given to Jiang Li are always bought by Secretary Shen according to Jiang Li's preferences.

In the past, when she received a gift, she would cling to his neck and say nice words of thanks like a chirping bird.

What does this ugly expression like eating a fly mean?

Mrs. Lu's interest is really good.

I can only say that I was ignorant in the past and mistook Mr. Lu's fraternity for favor.

The suit in the gift box is even the same style as the one Bai Mengchu wore when he accused her of scratching someone in the studio!

Jiang Li didn't know whether Lu Yan ignored or deliberately gave her, his ex-wife-to-be, the same clothes as his mistress. What was his purpose?

What makes her even more unpredictable is that since she likes Bai Mengchu so much, why not just divorce her and marry her back home? Why should she be locked up as a substitute and fake?

After just a few words of negotiation, the car fell into silence again.

Mr. Lu, we're here. Jin Biao said from the driver's seat.

Where are you taking me?

Where do you think you're going?

As Lu Yan said this, he glanced at the gift box that Jiang Li had thrown aside next to his seat in disgust, took the thermos cup from the other side, unscrewed the lid, and stuffed it into her hand.

Get out of here after drinking.

The familiar smell of traditional Chinese medicine hit me from the nose to the throat before I started drinking it.

What surprised Jiang Li even more was that Lu Yan came here as a lawyer and got a gift box of Chinese medicine, so he agreed to let her go so easily?

As if sensing her surprise, Lu Yan said in a sarcastic tone, I want to run away so hard that I can't hold back. Mrs. Lu will one day willingly beg to come back to me.

Then let him go back at night and dream about ghosts coming true!

Jiang Li didn't dare to speak out his slander, for fear of offending Lu Yan, who was not stingy, and if he changed his mind again and tormented others.

In the past, when he was blind after a head injury, Jiang Li would always annoy Lu Yan with the traditional Chinese medicine prescribed by the doctor, and would kiss her unwillingly before he would drink it.

Now Jiang Li pinched his nose and drank the soup in one gulp before his tongue could react.

Have a good taste. Leave me and your suffering has just begun.

Lu Yan glanced at the empty glass and stared at her with deep eyes.

Jin Biao unlocked the door of the Bentley.

Jiang Li opened the car door and got out of the car without hesitation.

Mrs. Lu is really ruthless.

Lu Yan's cool voice came from behind, with a hint of resentment?

Jiang Li stumbled under his feet and almost fell flat. He seriously suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

Mr. Lu, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk randomly.

Can that ruthless thing be used so casually?

After Jiang Li got out of the car, it left behind a pile of car exhaust fumes.

After a few seconds, he backed up again, opened the car door, and threw something from the back seat to Jiang Li's feet.

There is no reason to recycle the things given away. Mrs. Lu just throws them into the trash can without caring about them.

After saying that, the luxury car drove away again.

Jiang Li took out the telescopic blind stick he carried with him, took a few steps tentatively, and then turned back.

Pick up the gift box and walk to the trash can.

When he stepped on the lid and was about to throw it away, he stopped.

A poor person has great ambition, and she is definitely not greedy for money.

Anyway, Lu Yan lost this box of things, or she picked it up when it was thrown in the trash can and sold it to Ershe Store for cash. From Jiang Li's point of view, there was no difference.

Besides, it cost him tens of millions to customize a Steinway for his mistress. The luxury gift box worth hundreds of thousands was sold second-hand to her, which was considered waste.

In the Bentley parked far away, the man looked at the slender back of the man holding a gift box and holding a blind stick with his other hand as he walked home, a smile flashing in his eyes.

He knew that woman had always been stingy.

If something is given to her, it is given to her.

As long as he is in her hands, it doesn't matter how she handles him.

Lu Yan raised the car's fender and remembered the person sitting in the passenger seat. He raised the fender and said, Remember to change the way you prepare gifts in the future. Mrs. Lu is tired of it.

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Secretary Shen opened her mouth and was speechless.

Lu Yan and Jiang Li have been married for more than a year, and he has never paid much attention to his wife's preferences. It can be said that he doesn't care at all.

Occasionally when I have a business trip and I ask her to prepare a gift, I let her make her decision.

At times like this, she felt that Jiang Li, Mrs. Lu, was just like that, not even as good as her secretary, who could help Lu Yan in his work and help him decide many things in life.

As for Pengcheng Qin Store, do you want Jiang Lu to follow up on it?

I don't like to be nosy, and I don't like the people under me to be nosy. Secretary Shen, do you understand?

understood……

If you understand, go and find some of the villa servants who were left in the Philippines a few days ago and send them to the police station.

Lu Yan meant to help Jiang Li clear his case?

But will Mr. Lu's behavior have a bad impact on Miss Bai's reputation? Gu Gu is still under observation. In case...

For the last time, Secretary Shen should know my bottom line. I don't like others to interfere with my decisions. Otherwise, let alone grandma protecting you, even if your dead mother comes back from the grave to protect you, it will be useless.

He has never been a sentimental person, especially when it comes to work.

I tolerated Secretary Shen before because of her work ability.

But making mistakes again and again means that she is not fully qualified for the job. If she leaves the position she is not good at early, she will not waste each other's time.

Shen Jing knew that this was Lu Yan's warning to her for intervening in reporting Pengcheng Piano Store and interfering in suppressing Jiang Li's work.

What she didn't expect was that she used Bai Mengchu as a shield, so she couldn't get an exception for Jiang Li?

Obviously before, Jiang Li was just a dispensable existence to him, like a decoration.

What went wrong that made him change his mind and start caring about her...

Shen Jingcheng responded with fear, her mind was spinning, and her brain was rapidly planning how to change her policy in the future.

Not wanting to get into any more trouble, I could only think of forcing Bai Mengchu to give her more strength to deal with Jiang Li.

Jiang Li carried the gift box home and went upstairs with his blind cane while using his mobile phone to contact the buyer of Ershe Store for home recycling.

It hurts to think that a brand-new gift set worth more than hundreds of thousands might lose half of the price if you drop it.

I was so focused on thinking that I forgot that there was someone else at home. When I opened the door, I was so frightened by the person who came out that I almost lost my grip on the things in my hands.