Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

"The umbrella is upstairs. Do you want to follow me up?" Zhou Qingrang said, "You can also wait here."

Lu Sheng immediately replied: "Come with you."

The ending sounds are floating.

Lu Sheng, calm and calm.

Zhou Qingrang said yes, turned the direction of the wheelchair, and led the way.

Because it was a severe winter and the weather was cold, his fingertips were red from the cold, and the skin on the back of his hand was extremely white, with great contrast in color.

Lu Sheng stared at his hand for a long time, and he hesitated for a long time, but still said, "I'll help you push." ​​This seemed presumptuous, and she asked again, "Can you?"

Zhou Qing asked politely to refuse: "No, thank you."

He seems to be a person who is very unwilling to trouble others, so he is always alone, always rejecting others, and living alone proudly and alone.

When he entered the elevator, he kept coughing, and his hand with the handkerchief was shaking slightly.

He said, "Sorry."

Because it is a public place, he feels rude to cough like this.

"It's okay." Lu Sheng asked, "Are you sick?" Zang couldn't hide the worry in his eyes.

Zhou Qing asked to avoid her eyes, knowing whether it was intentional or not, he said lightly: "It's just an old problem." After the car accident, he underwent several major operations, but his life was picked up, but he also fell ill.

"Cough cough cough..."

He bowed his head, coughing again, a thin layer of sweat came out of his forehead, he arched his back, still holding back, and suppressed his breathing to the minimum.

She was uncomfortable looking at him like this.

Lu Sheng curled up his fingers, then lifted it up and placed it on his back.

He stiffened.

Pat the hand on the back lightly and gently.

He wanted to say no, but his words became: "Thank you."

Lu Sheng bent over and stood behind him: "Could you not keep thanking me?" The voice came from behind, very soft, "Don't apologize all the time. The most you say are these two sentences."

It hurts too much.

He seems to be deliberate, deliberately isolated from others, deliberately from the world.

He was silent for a while: "Okay."

The elevator door just opened, Lu Sheng did not retract his hand, pushing his wheelchair out of the elevator.

He wanted to say no again, but he still didn't speak.

This girl is like the sun.

And he is a person who is very cold, but still afraid of cold.

He took her to his lounge.

"You sit down for a while."

Lu Sheng was a little restrained and sat down upright.

Zhou Qingran took the crutches and stood up on his feet: "I only have boiled water here. Would you like to drink it?"

"want."

He took a clean glass and went to fill it with water.

His rest room was very simple, the drinking fountain was old-fashioned, and the water was not hot yet, so he stood aside and waited quietly, without speaking, it was always quiet.

Because he was standing with his back to her, she could look at him unscrupulously, to see his leg that was a little uneven because of the prosthesis.

When he was amputated, he was only fourteen years old and a half-year-old child.

Her eyes were sore, she looked away.

"Brother." The door was opened and the door was opened. The lady in professional attire came in, "Can you help me look at the manuscript--"

It is Tang Ying, Zhou Qingrang's partner.

She noticed that there were guests inside: "I'm sorry, I don't know you have guests."

Zhou Qingrang said that it’s okay: "I will come to you later."

Tang Ying nodded, her eyes met Lu Sheng, she nodded slightly, and then quit, helping to close the door.

Lu Sheng asked: "Is it the anchor Tang just now?"

"Yeah." Zhou Qing asked one hand to hold a cane and the other hand to hold a cup to catch water.

Lu Sheng stood up, went over by himself, and reached out his hand when the water was half full.

Zhou Qing asked to put the cup in her hand.

The water is a bit hot, but her hands are warm. She is holding the cup in both hands: "She is more beautiful than on TV." Her hairstyle was a bit old when broadcasting the news.

Tang Ying is a well-known beauty anchor. She is in her early thirties and has a resume as beautiful as hers. She has a good family background and temperament. She is a very good person.

As for whether she was beautiful, Zhou Qingrang did not comment.

She pretended to ask casually: "Do you have a good relationship?"

Xu Jinlin said that Zhou Qingrang is very popular.

She couldn't help thinking, Tang Ying looked at his eyes so gentle, is he also worried about him, how good is this, near the water platform to get the moon first, in case her moon is picked by others...

Zhou Qing let Qingyue's voice interrupt her thoughts: "We are partners."

Not only a partner, she is also his junior sister.

Lu Sheng's sense of crisis did not diminish at all.

"Your umbrella." He took her umbrella and handed it to her, "Thank you—" He swallowed the word thank you back.

Don't thank you all the time.

He just promised her.

She smiled and took the umbrella, but didn't leave immediately because she hadn't finished her water.

She drank a glass of water for more than ten minutes...

During this period, Zhou Qingrang didn't speak much. She was reading the press release. She wanted to talk, but she was afraid to disturb him. After lingering for more than ten minutes, the water in the cup was cold.

It would be no good to stay away.

Lu Sheng put down the cup: "Then I am leaving?"

Zhou Qing asked to put the press release on the table and grab the crutch at hand: "I'll take you down."

"No need." It was so cold, he should be very painful walking on crutches, she found a reason, "Don't send me, I want to stroll around."

Zhou Qingrang said yes.

She held the umbrella, walked to the door, and looked back: "Can I still come to you in the future?" She looked forward to it and asked very carefully.

"Ok."

Her pupils brightened: "Then can I call you?" She has his number. Last time, she used the reason of holding an umbrella to do whatever he wanted.

Zhou Qing silenced for a while, then nodded.

She was satisfied, and the eyes under her eyebrows were smiling: "Then I'm going." She stood and waved, "Goodbye, Zhou Qingrang."

He said, goodbye, Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng turned his head, the smile at the corner of his mouth widened, and he finally called her name.

When the little girl left, Zhou Qing couldn't read the press release anymore. He was unsure and unsure. He frowned and took a cane to collect her cup.

You should not nod your head, you should not get too close to people...

When changing the press release, Tang Ying found that Zhou Qing was distracted.

"Brother."

He was still thinking.

"Brother."

"Yeah." He just looked up.

It was the first time that Tang Ying saw him feel so restless. He was always cold and cold, didn't pay much attention to anything, had less emotions, and brought less emotions into work.

It's because of the girl just now.

She asked casually: "Who was that girl just now?" She shouldn't be asking, but she still couldn't hold back.

Zhou Qingrang said: "Friends."

"Girlfriend?" The hand holding the press release tightened unconsciously.

He shook his head and said no.

Tang Ying bowed her head and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have a call to make, I'll continue later."

"Ok."

Zhou Qing got up, did not take the crutches, and walked a little lame. He went outside and dialed Tang Xiang's number, "Can I see your mother?"

Luo Changde's body has not been found, the Luo family has not given a funeral, and the funeral has not been held. The masters of the Luo family are extremely silent.

In the study on the second floor, Luo Qinghe stood in front of the window to answer the phone. The sky outside was gloomy, and the light in her eyes was gloomy.

"Mr. Luo," the man on the phone said, "The memory card of the dash cam has been restored."

She said, "Send it here."

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Luo Qinghe hung up the phone: "Come in."

Shen Yue opened the door and came in: "Mr. Luo."

She sat back on the chair in front of the desk and asked him, "Is it the original?" She was referring to the recording from Luo Changde.

Shen Yue nodded, combing his hair meticulously, with a national character face, rigid and serious, he replied: "Yes."

"Have someone been identified?" Luo Qinghe asked again.

Shen Yue respectfully said: "I have been identified."

"What about things?"

He put down the paper document bag in his hand.

Luo Qinghe picked it up and took a look, then put it on his hand and raised his head: "Whose are you from?"

Suddenly, with this sentence, Shen Yue looked confused: "I didn't understand what you said."

Didn’t understand?

Luo Qinghe threw the contents of the document bag at his feet: "Before you, I found someone to appraise it. This copy was also recorded."

She suspected him for a while.

Things have gone wrong recently. She seems to be led away. She can't even confirm who the opponent is, but the other party plays with her and knows her whereabouts and movements.

There is a ghost in the Luo family, and she also has one by her side.

Shen Yue was surprised, and soon calmed down: "You lied to me?"

OK, he does it himself.

He took off the thick glasses from the bridge of his nose. Without the black-rimmed glasses, his whole temperament has changed. He is no longer serious and rigid, and his eyes are shrewd. He moved everything: "I am Mr. Luo's person. , You changed the time of meeting with Peng Zhongming in the name of Mr. Luo before, and it was I who informed you."

Sure enough, it was an inner ghost.

"What benefit did he give you?"

Shen Yue thought of an emoticon package, repeating: "As long as the money is in place, any posture will be possible."

"..."

Luo Qinghe was taken aback for a moment.

Oh, it's a mistake.

"Your medical certificate is fake?"

The people around her are all people who are desperate or dying. Such people are easy to use, and there is no worries.

Shen Yue was honest now, throwing his glasses on the table, he also took off the cufflinks, and rolled up his sleeves.

"Fake," he said, "as long as the money is in place."

Isn't a fake medical certificate and a fake resume background easy?

Finally, he tore off his tie and smiled: "Mr. Luo, in this world, there are things that can't be done without money, don't you know better than me?"

Luo Qinghe was noncommittal: "You have been with me for so long, so you should have figured out my methods." What is the end of betraying her, you must be psychologically prepared.

Shen Yue propped one hand on the table and shook his leg: "I touched it for 80 to 90%."

"Guess your own fate?"

That's not it!

"Didn't all your former secretaries go to jail." In his eyes, there is a shrewd businessman, and there is not the slightest sense of stability as a secretary. "Well, I shouldn't stay long."

Luo Qing and everything will leave a way for her to retreat, and she doesn't do anything that shouldn't be done, but she doesn't deal with anything, there are a lot of people for her to send, she is still suspicious, everyone is guarded, and she doesn't leave any handles for herself.

Shen Yue had also heard of the dispatch and had done a few things that committed crimes.

"Miss," the servant came over and said, "The policeman is here."

Shen Yue was shocked: "So fast?!"

No wonder they all say don't mess with women, once a woman gets cruel, it is fatal.

Shen Yue glanced at his former boss, took off his suit jacket, and carried it on his shoulders: "Take care, Mr. Luo." Oh, yes, he walked to the door and turned back, "I wonder if the male and female prison will If there is any networking event, maybe we will see you in the prison someday."

It's not good to keep the police comrades waiting, he went out after speaking, and thoughtfully helped close the door.

In the room-

"Huh!"

I don't know what was broken.

Outside, two police officers and two prosecutors came.

"Comrade police, can I make a call to my family?" Shen Yue begged sincerely, "comfort."

The police comrade was very reasonable and asked him to call.

He first said a bunch of exhortations, such as his flowers, his pets, such as good health, take care of his body, and so on, and finally: "I'm exposed." The voice was very small.

What kind of family members are there?

Jiang Zhi: "The cell is ready for you, the same room as Prophet Peng."

Prophet Peng?

That disaster, Shen Yue resisted: "Can you change it?" He had completed his mission and didn't want to cause trouble to his upper body again.

"It's up to you." Jiang Zhi said that it didn't matter to him, "that cell with copper and iron walls is the safest place."

Prophet Peng was a witness to the Luo family fire eight years ago, and he was the key target of protection.

Shen Yuesi thought about it before and after: "Then don't change it." And the most important thing, "Remember to transfer the balance to my account, Shao Jiang."

The last two words, where the tone is like the respectful before, the whole little profiteer.

Shen Yue used to be a venture capitalist in Chinatown, and had 10 million clients. After spending several years in prison abroad, he returned to China.

He is a money fan, and he is a man?

Oh, he will never be a man in this life. He only makes friends with Qian. That's why he happily behaves with Jiang Zhi. Because he has given enough money, he will be an intelligence officer with Luo Changde. Taking one share, plus Luo Qinghe's share, is equivalent to getting three salaries. The treatment is so good. As long as he doesn't kill people, he will do everything. He will be afraid of anything. After a few years, he will have nothing to worry about.

His three distorted views!