After Lu Fan returned to the house, Tang Huanxi had already put on a black professional skirt and stood in the living room with an impeccable temperament, staring at him and asking.
"Friend." Lu Fan said.
But noticing Tang Huanxi's suspicious eyes, he explained: "It's a driver. The car doesn't belong to him. Don't think too much about it."
"I didn't think much about it. I just felt that since it was a friend who came to visit, it was somewhat inappropriate for you not to even let anyone in." Tang Huanxi said in a magnetic voice.
Lu Fan was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "I understand, please pay attention next time."
As usual, he drives the goddess CEO to work, picks her up at the mall to pick out a birthday gift for the old lady, and then picks her up from get off work...
This was an ordinary day for Lu Fan. It seemed boring, but he was enjoying it.
But what he didn't notice was that from beginning to end, there was a pair of eyes staring at him from a distance.
Staring at him getting out of the car and opening the door for Tang Huanxi, watching him driving around as Tang Huanxi's driver, and even watching him bend down to wipe Tang Huanxi's high heels with his own hands...
Those eyes went from concern at the beginning, to indifference in the middle, to resentment at the end!
"Three years! Is this how my son has spent these three years? Lu Fuqing, tell me!"
In a nanny car parked opposite Baihua International Building, the woman pointed at Lu Fan who was opening the door to invite Tang Huanxi to get in the car, and stared coldly at Lu Fuqing in front of her to question.
Lu Fuqing sighed, "Madam, this is not what it seems. The young master has actually lived quite well in Nandu in the past three years. Without this woman, there is no way he could have lived a good life after what happened.
For a long time, it was the young mistress who gave him hope to live..."
"Lu Fuqing, what did you call her just now?"
The woman's voice deepened, and she asked in a low voice: "A bitch from a third-rate family in Nandu dares to call me the young mistress of the Lu family? I tell you, I am not dead yet. What kind of woman does my son want to find? It will still be his turn."
Without your subordinates to tell you what to do, there is no way this woman can become the daughter-in-law of my Lu family! She actually dares to ask my son to shine her shoes and open the door for her. According to the rules of my Lu family, she will have her hands broken and thrown into the pig pen.
of!"
The Lu family has strict rules, and every single one of them is like a sharp sword hanging over the head of each clan member, unable to relax at all. Otherwise, Lu Tiance would not be so active in asking the old lady to come to Nandu to do this job. The purpose
I just want to get away from Beijing and relax for a few days.
Lu Fuqing's face changed drastically when he heard this, he stood up from his seat in a hurry, knelt tremblingly in front of the woman and begged: "Madam must not be angry, let alone involve the young master's wife. It is the old slave who talks too much, and the old slave should
Palm mouth..."
As he said this, Lu Fuqing actually raised his hand and slapped himself in the face one after another.
The woman just looked at him coldly and allowed this 80-year-old man, who was known as the Holy Hand of the Country, to punish himself with slaps.
It wasn't until a trace of blood appeared on the corner of Lu Fuqing's mouth that she took a breath and said coldly: "You mean, this woman has fascinated my son so much that she doesn't recognize anyone?"
No wonder her son didn't want to return to Shangjing to inherit the top wealthy family in China. It turned out that he was fascinated by a vixen in Nandu... When she thought that she had traveled all the way from Shangjing to Nandu without Lu Fan even seeing her face, her heart was filled with tears.
There was a faint murderous intention.
"That's not the case." Lu Fuqing knelt on the ground and spoke with difficulty, his face covered with bruises. "The old slave still feels that it was the letter the old man wrote to the young master before he died that prevented him from returning to Beijing. If it hadn't been for the young master...if it hadn't been for Tang Huanxi
Here, do you really think that the young master has not had any murderous intentions in the past three years and wants to return to the capital? I think the madam should start from within the family first and see what is written in the letter.
Make a plan."
The murderous intent in the woman's eyes disappeared. When she looked out the window again, the Mercedes-Benz parked opposite had already disappeared.
"You mean, it's this bitch who has captured my son's heart in Nandu these past few years that prevented him from going to Beijing for revenge?" the woman asked.
"Yes, you don't know how much she weighs in the young master's heart. In the young master's eyes, her weight is enough to surpass that of the entire Lu family. If she wants the young master to return to Beijing, I'm afraid only her words can do it." Lu Fuqing trembled.
road.
"Ha." The woman sneered sarcastically, "Listening to what you said, I really want to meet this little vixen. Please arrange a time for me in the next two days. I want to see her. Remember, don't let my son
You know, I can write off your failure to take good care of my son once the matter is settled. If it is not handled properly, I will kill you! Do you hear me?"
Lu Fuqing trembled all over and bowed his head to thank him.
