I only care about making money and not love. I’m the best professional bootlicker!

The old man was very angry.

"Brother! If you wait any longer, I can even crawl into the pyramid to cosplay as a mummy!"

Song Xinmei was standing outside the mansion, stamping her feet in the heat.

As a result, she used too much force and her high heels got stuck in the cracks of the floor tiles. After pulling them out awkwardly, she was even more angry.

I don't know what's going on with that damn housekeeper.

After calling Song Junzhu, he didn't even let them drink a sip of water and asked them to wait outside.

Damn!

What kind of person is that!

Song Xinmei cursed.

"I really don't know what Song Junzhu is crazy about. She was a madman when she was young, and she is still a madman when she grows up! She has so much money, she is not bankrupt, what kind of crappy property management did she hire!"

It was a hot day, and Song Yaozu was still hot in a suit.

But there was no way.

He didn't dare to leave, so he could only wait.

At this moment, Song Yaozu was extremely envious of the skirt Song Xinmei was wearing.

At least it would be cooler underneath when the wind blew!

Song Xinmei next to him was still not satisfied, quacking like a duck, which made Song Yaozu feel even more annoyed.

He interrupted Song Xinmei's complaints directly and raised his voice.

"This western-style building is a national protected building. I don't know how many billions each one costs. You call it a shitty property?"

Song Xinmei shrank her neck and said timidly: "I just complained a few words?"

"Oh brother~~~"

Seeing that Song Yaozu was in a bad mood, Song Xinmei walked to him in high heels, shook his arm lightly, and persuaded him in a gentle voice: "I'm your sister, don't do this."

If you want two people to shake hands and make peace, then you need a common enemy.

Song Xinmei knows this well.

"You should blame Song Junzhu!"

"I don't know what grandma was thinking. She made a will before she died, dividing the inheritance into two parts, leaving half to Song Junzhu, the lunatic, and the other half into a trust."

"Now she's so free with so much of grandma's inheritance."

"Our family still has to take money from the trust every month. If we want to take more money from the trust, we have to ask Song Junzhu to sign. Grandma is so biased!"

Song Yaozu snorted coldly. The long wait made him impatient. He wanted to stroke his hair impatiently, but then he remembered the hair style and retracted his hand in dismay.

Yes.

It's all Song Junzhu's fault.

If Song Junzhu didn't want the inheritance, would they still be exposed in the hot sun? A woman doesn't know what she wants so much money for. In the end, she still has to take it to her husband's house? !

Click.

The high door opened.

Song Yaozu and Song Xinmei stood up straight instantly, wanting to greet Song Junzhu.

The next second.

The elegant housekeeper smiled and said, "Two guests, Miss Song invites you to the reception hall."

Damn it!

The feelings were brewed in vain!

Is Song Junzhu some kind of Empress Dowager? How many passes are needed to see her?

Fuck!

Song Yaozu and Song Xinmei looked at each other, their eyes full of disgust.

......

Reception hall.

Song Junzhu lazily lay on the rocking chair by the window, holding a slender lady's cigarette in her hand.

The clouds and mist blurred her beautiful face.

She didn't like smoking.

But as long as she saw anyone in that family, she would feel a violent desire for destruction in her body. She had no choice but to relieve it by smoking.

Dong Dong Dong.

There was a knock on the door.

"Miss Song, two guests are here."

"Come in."

The door opened.

A man and a woman came in, both with the same bright smile on their faces.

Song Junzhu took a look and immediately turned to look at the scenery outside the window.

Tsk.

The smile was so greasy that it could squeeze out two pounds of lard in the oil pan.

The housekeeper stood at the door and said politely.

"Miss Song, we are waiting outside the door, please call us at any time."

"Yes."

Not a buddy?

Song Yaozu looked at the housekeeper in disbelief.

Fuck!

You are so professional, why didn't you let us go in and wait just now? !

I was so tanned outside, and you didn't even look at me?

The housekeeper smiled kindly at Song Yaozu and closed the door.

As soon as the door was closed.

Song Xinmei twisted her butt and quickly moved in front of Song Junzhu and reached out to shake her hand.

"Sister~~~ I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much."

Song Junzhu immediately removed his hand from the armrest, leaving Song Xinmei empty-handed.

Song Xinmei paused for a moment, and tried to pull Song Junzhu's arm.

Bang!

Song Junzhu was too lazy to act out the scene of brotherly and sisterly affection, and gave her a crisp one directly.

"Don't touch me."

I was so busy smoking that I forgot to hit you!

Song Xinmei was stunned and didn't come back to her senses.

Damn it!

Song Junzhu, you TM lunatic!

Didn't we agree not to hit someone who smiles? !

Song Yaozu was laughing to death.

Didn't she see that Song Junzhu didn't want anyone to touch her, and Song Xinmei, this idiot, still came up to her?

Haha.

It depends on him!

Song Yaozu quickly stepped forward and pulled Song Xinmei behind him.

He put on a smile on his face, squeezed his buttocks and used the most clamped voice in his life.

"Sister, don't pay attention to her, she doesn't have eyes, it's so hot, why shake hands!"

Song Yaozu squatted next to the rocking chair and raised the corners of his mouth and said.

"Sister, we haven't seen each other for so long, you are really getting more and more beautiful..."

Pah!

Song Junzhu also gave him a crisp slap.

Okay.

Now Song Yaozu couldn't laugh anymore.

Song Junzhu took a puff of cigarette, the white smoke blurred her eyes, she said lightly.

"Stay away from me."

Song Yaozu gritted his teeth and smiled again, pulled Song Xinmei to sit on the sofa not far away, and said with a smile.

"Thank you, sister, are you worried about us breathing secondhand smoke, or are you concerned about us?"

Song Xinmei: ? ? ?

Damn!

Can you say that? !

Just to prevent you from breathing secondhand smoke, so you slapped each of us?

Are you shameless!

Ha.

Song Junzhu sneered, she still underestimated the thickness of these two people's skin.

Oh...

Song Junzhu looked out the window at the scenery, thinking involuntarily.

If Lu Xing said this, he would be much cuter than Song Yaozu.

Because Song Yaozu's eyes were full of greed.

Only Lu Xing.

Blinking like a little animal, his mouth was full of lies, but his eyes were so sincere, as if you were the whole world, making people unable to blame him.

Thinking of Lu Xing, I don't know if he is studying, if he has encountered any difficult problems that he can't solve...

Song Junzhu regretted coming out a little, it was a waste of time!

She supported her head, looked back at Song Yaozu and Song Xinmei, and said coldly.

"If you have something to say, say it, don't waste time."

Song Junzhu herself looks bright and strong, and she teaches at the university, so she has the aura of a teacher.

Scary.

Really scary!

Song Xinmei pushed Song Yaozu to let him speak, and Song Yaozu pushed Song Xinmei to let her speak.

Seeing that the two wanted to fight, Song Junzhu was annoyed to death.

"I'm leaving without saying anything."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't, don't, sister, I really have something to say!"

Song Yaozu gritted his teeth and said it.

"There's a little problem with my parents' business, and they need to pay some money. My parents want to ask you to go back for dinner, discuss this matter, and then sign."

"How much money?"

"One hundred million."

"One hundred million?" Song Junzhu sneered, "A little money?"

She stood up, and the strong sense of oppression made Song Yaozu and Song Xinmei dare not look up.

This is also the reason why the two people hate Song Junzhu the most.

She is always so strong, always incompatible with others, and always suppresses everyone.

Especially annoying!

Song Junzhu walked in front of the two people, hugged her arms, and sneered.

"Have you read too many novels and really treat money as paper?"

"Do you have 10 million in your pocket? How dare you ask for 100 million?"

Song Yaozu trembled, the feeling of being suppressed in everything came back, he tried to play the tender card.

"No, no, sister, our parents mean that even if we don't talk about money, at least we hope you can go back for dinner."

He kicked Song Xinmei fiercely and asked Song Xinmei to help speak.

Song Xinmei was still immersed in the slap and didn't come out. She was urged to speak and said blankly.

"Sister, our parents were a little strict with you at that time, but it was all for the purpose of training you. Look at what projects the country has now that require top talents like you to participate."

Haha.

If Song Junzhu's professional strength was not too strong and she had the support of the country, they would definitely let this woman disappear quietly!

Song Yaozu nodded and continued to persuade.

"Yes, sister, you are our parents' first daughter. They are just a little clumsy but they really love you."

"Don't you love our mom's home cooking the most? Mom said you like her stir-fried pork with green pepper the most. As long as you return to the capital, she will make it for you!"

Song Junzhu was silent.

The deathly silence made Song Yaozu dare not say anything. He

's brain was working frantically, and she began to think about what she said wrong!

For a long time.

Song Junzhu's voice revealed a heavy fatigue that could not be dissolved.

"Don't you know that I'm allergic to green peppers?"

Boring.

Too boring.

Her last fantasy about this family also disappeared.

It's better to go and tutor Lu Xing to do a derivative problem.

......

After leaving the reception hall, Song Junzhu felt like she was in another world.

She lived in that family for so many years, and her mother pointed to her allergens and said that they were her favorite food.

Haha.

Funny.

Really funny.

Song Junzhu pulled the corners of her mouth, but couldn't laugh at all.

She likes to do questions, like to do research, and like to escape into the world of science.

Sometimes.

She would suddenly not be able to tell what year it was and what time period it was.

Song Junzhu lowered her head and stared at her hands.

Is she really alive?

"Professor Song!"

A clear voice interrupted her thoughts.

Song Junzhu raised her head.

Lu Xing posed to show off and handed a pink fluffy marshmallow to her.

"Beauty, please eat marshmallow."

Song Junzhu smiled, her eyes sparkling. That's right, she was living in reality, living in a world with Lu Xing.

"So greasy."

Lu Xing was happy and stuffed the marshmallow into Song Junzhu's hand, talking to himself.

"Very greasy? I think it's very handsome."

Staring at the pink marshmallow in her hand that looked like a cloud, Song Junzhu stopped talking.

Very handsome.

Really handsome.

The hero who saved me from the virtual world thousands of times.

Very handsome.

......

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