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

The two of them were very close, and the two of them were very close.

Saturday morning.

Lu Xing crept quietly, holding little Lu Xing in his arms, and finally crawled out of the master bedroom quietly.

Hu——

Closing the door of the master bedroom gently, Lu Xing let out a long sigh of relief, looking like he wanted to die.

"You are sleeping comfortably, I dare not move at all!"

Lu Xing was desperate.

He didn't expect that Song Junzhu would not make trouble now, but Aunt Wen suddenly went crazy!

What does this mean?

Holding hands when sleeping?

Alas.

"It's really not easy for me."

After Lu Xing simply washed up, he scanned a shared tram and rode to Song Junzhu's villa.

Thanks to technology.

As for why he didn't take the bus, it was because he needed time to think about something.

"Why is Aunt Wen so abnormal all of a sudden..."

Lu Xing rode a small electric bike like a drop of water and merged into the crowd of thousands of people who got up early to go to work.

After thinking for a while.

Lu Xing found that he really couldn't figure it out.

Want to get something for free?

That's impossible.

He had already touched Aunt Wen's softest spot.

Aunt Wen would never let her daughter encounter that kind of Shura scene, so she had to give up on him!

Why?

Lu Xing felt that his CPU was going to burn out early in the morning!

After riding for a while, it began to drizzle in the sky.

The crowd suddenly became restless.

Lu Xing continued to ride his bike calmly in the rain, without any fluctuation in his eyes.

"Professor Song likes to see me in a mess, so if I go to her all wet, she will definitely be very happy."

Give the customer what emotions she needs.

Lu Xing raised his mouth corners proudly and puffed out his chest.

Humph.

My professionalism is better than the whole world!

When Lu Xing arrived at the door of Song Junzhu's villa, no one responded whether he rang the bell or knocked on the door.

He sent a message to Song Junzhu but no one replied.

Uh...

"Oh my god! People won't retreat from the biosphere, right?"

A thought flashed in his mind, and Lu Xing was suddenly shocked.

After all, Song Junzhu looked at the unstable face.

It felt crazy and uncontrollable.

Although he knew that this possibility was not high, Lu Xing still opened the door with some concern.

Yes.

Lu Xing knew the passwords to all of Song Junzhu's things.

Because this woman's door lock, mobile phone lock, password box lock, and bank card lock all have the same password!

Is this the indifference of rich people?

Lu Xing silently shed tears.

Jealousy.

Too jealous!

Lu Xing rushed into the villa ready to see Song Junzhu COS sunny doll.

But after searching for a while, he couldn't find even a hair of Song Junzhu.

"Is he not here?"

Lu Xing was a little confused and returned to the door of the villa with his schoolbag.

Sitting on the steps waiting for the rain to stop and Song Junzhu.

Oh.

Studying the new camera and Polaroid.

Hehe.

Fun!

......

On the other side.

Song Junzhu was driving a Maybach to the villa and calling Zhang Yue.

Zhang Yue on the other end was going crazy.

"No, the duck you raised is a succubus, are you crazy?"

"And you really made Sun Ainan borrow money everywhere. I heard that he borrowed money while scolding you."

Song Junzhu drove seriously and replied perfunctorily.

"I'm not crazy."

"And Sun Ainan deserves it."

"He's such a moron who doesn't dare to face his sexual orientation, nor does he dare to disobey his parents. In the end, he will definitely cheat on his marriage."

"I saved an innocent woman."

Zhang Yue didn't believe Song Junzhu's words.

At first, Song Junzhu said that he would go abroad, but now there is no movement at all.

This person must have been bewitched by the one at home!

Zhang Yue asked her: "Just tell me why you have to check your assets so early in the morning. Don't say you are short of money. I don't believe it. Your grandmother left you a lot of money."

Song Junzhu said calmly.

"Is there any other reason to check your assets? Check if you want to."

Zhang Yue rolled his eyes: "If you don't tell the truth, don't call me in the future."

Song Junzhu was silent for a moment.

"Let me calculate how long I can still employ him."

Zhang Yue was shocked.

It's over.

I was really bewitched.

She swallowed and said, "What's your conclusion?"

Song Junzhu smiled, with a happy light flashing in her charming eyes

.

"My money can hire him for a long time."

"How long exactly?"

"Five thousand years."

Puff!

Zhang Yue couldn't hold it anymore.

OK.

Really good.

Hiring a Chinese with a history of five thousand years!

Zhang Yue sighed and didn't want to care about it anymore. It would be good if someone could make Song Junzhu happy.

Otherwise, she was really worried that Song Junzhu would have mental problems.

Zhang Yue asked her, "When can you let us meet?"

Song Junzhu thought for a moment and said.

"You don't have enough money."

Zhang Yue:......

Love-sick, get out of here!

After hanging up the phone, Song Junzhu sped up even more happily. She wanted to get back to the villa before Lu Xing came.

She had a gift for Lu Xing.

The next second.

Boom!

The road was slippery due to the rain.

An electric car that ran a red light and drove at high speed slid and hit the side door of the Maybach!

Song Junzhu was startled and stepped on the brakes quickly.

As soon as she got off the car, Song Junzhu saw a panicked delivery man sitting on the ground, staring at the car logo in a daze.

Song Junzhu ignored him, but picked up her phone to contact the insurance.

At this time.

She found that there was a message from Lu Xing in her phone.

So Song Junzhu replied immediately.

"Go inside first, the password is my birthday, I had an accident at the intersection, and I will be back soon."

Lu Xing on the other end did not reply.

Song Junzhu was a little anxious and wanted to solve the matter quickly. She glanced at the delivery man and waved her hand.

"Go, go, go."

The delivery man was shocked. He didn't expect Song Junzhu to really not care.

He asked in disbelief: "Boss, is it true?"

Song Junzhu said impatiently: "Really."

The delivery man confirmed again: "Boss, am I really leaving?"

Song Junzhu glared at him: "I'll treat you to another meal?"

The delivery man immediately lifted up his electric bike and said repeatedly.

"Thank you, thank you, boss! Boss, I wish you a peaceful life!"

After that.

He ran away in a flash.

The rain was getting heavier, and Song Junzhu parked the car in a safe area and waited for the insurance company to come.

She looked out the window frequently, as if she was expecting something.

It was foggy outside the window.

There were lightning and thunder.

A black figure suddenly appeared not far away!

Song Junzhu stood up instantly.

Lu Xing looked more like a black lightning, wearing a jacket, with his hair and trouser legs all wet.

He was holding a long-handled umbrella in his hand, and was running towards this side like a swordsman.

Seeing the familiar Maybach, Lu Xing's eyes were shining.

"Professor Song! I'm here!"

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