Married to the Male Lead’s Brother

If it is their team, it is expected that it will take at least three months to successfully develop this artificial intelligence, but Lu Jue cut the time in half with his own personal ability. The next data and structure, It's about other employees.

The whole team, no one does not admire him.

I have to say that God closed the door on Lu Jue and left him a window.

"Master Lu Jue is great." Wei Xing praised sincerely.

Hearing other people compliment Lu Jue, Ning Zhiyu is honored, she smiled and said, "He has always been very good."

Lu Juewei didn't feel Wei Xing's praise, but when he heard Zhizhi praise him, his dark eyes instantly lit up, "I'm fine."

Ning Zhi smiled and took out the last piece of candy in the bag. She peeled off the candy wrapper and fed it into Lu Jue's mouth, "Reward you."

Lu never likes candy, but if Zhizhi feeds him, he likes it.

At night, after Lu Jue fell asleep, Ning Zhi gave 1,000 little suns to Bawang.

When he opened his eyes again, Ning Zhi found himself in an unfamiliar place.

She knew that Lu Jue must be nearby, Ning Zhi observed it carefully, and then she realized that the surrounding environment was a little familiar.

Ning Zhi was going to look for Lu Jue, but at this moment, she suddenly saw Song Dahai appear. The other party's face was drunk, holding a wooden stick in one hand and pulling Xiao Song Song in the other, and walked towards the trash can at the intersection.

Chapter 95

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ning Zhi realized that he had worn it to the day when Lu Jue saw Xiao Song Song's leg broken by Song Dahai.

Song Dahai drank wine as usual, and when he saw Song Song accidentally broke a saucer, he was so angry that he pulled at his collar, pulled Song Song out, and threw it away.

"I can't live without eating all day, and I even broke Lao Tzu's dishes." Song Dahai pulled Xiao Song Song to the trash can with one hand and threw him aside with all his might.

Xiao Song Song's body was small, and he slammed into the trash can full of rubbish.

"Since you came to my house, I was fired first, and then I was unlucky. Even drawing cards was the worst luck." Song Dahai pointed at Xiao Song Song with the wooden stick in his hand, and he cursed in a drunken voice. , "You are a broom star, even your mother despised you and threw you to me."

Song Dahai mentioned his missing wife who didn't know where to go. He was full of anger, and he almost gritted his teeth. How did he look at the little Song Song in front of him, why was it not pleasing to the eye.

Song Dahai raised the wooden stick to Xiao Song Song, and he was about to swing it down.

Ning Zhi's eyes sank, and she instantly consumed 10 little suns in exchange for 10 minutes of physical contact time.

Just before Song Dahai's stick fell, Ning Zhi rushed over, hugged Xiao Song Song and dodged aside.

Song Dahai fluttered in the air, he staggered a few steps, and when he looked back, he saw Xiao Song Song standing on the other side, "Stinky boy, how dare you hide."

Xiao Song Song's big black eyes were dazed, he felt like there was a warm aura surrounding him.

Ning Zhi pulled Xiao Song Song to hide aside.

Seeing Song Dahai raise the stick again in anger, her eyes were cold, and she stepped forward and snatched the stick from his hand while he was not prepared.

It's a midsummer afternoon, the weather is hot, the sun is hot and scorching hot, and just moving around can make people sweat. In this weather, everyone will just stay indoors with the air conditioner, and there are no people around.

Song Dahai hiccupped, and the stick in his hand was taken away, making him a little stunned.

He wanted to scold who stole his stick, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the stick flying in the air.

Song Dahai rubbed his eyes vigorously, but the stick was still in the air. He pointed at the stick and laughed, "My stick is flying?"

"How can it fly?" Song Dahai was unsteady, he looked at the stick and smirked.

The next second, he saw the stick fly higher, and then swung it hard at him.

"what."

The stick landed on Song Dahai's stomach, and the pain caused him to bend over and hug his stomach tightly.

Ning Zhi held the wooden stick, thinking of what the bodyguard had reported to her earlier, Xiao Song Song was beaten by Song Dahai with the wooden stick, her leg was broken, and she was not healed.

She had seen Xiao Song Song's lame appearance, a child who was only five or six years old, and became disabled because of Song Dahai's nuisance.

Ning Zhi's eyes were all cold, and she slammed the stick at Song Dahai fiercely.

"It hurts, it hurts." Song Dahai shouted.

Ning Zhi thought again that Lu Jue saw with his own eyes that the little Song Song he had rescued had his leg broken. His anger and sadness caused the wooden stick in her hand to fall on Song Dahai again.

again and again.

Just like how he beat Xiao Song Song, return it all to him.

"Ah, ah, it hurts, it hurts." Song Dahai subconsciously hugged his head and curled up on the ground, "Don't hit me, don't hit me, help."

Little Song Song watched silently from the side. He looked curiously at the sticks that kept flying and falling, feeling that the sticks were playing tricks.

His small mouth was even slightly raised, as if he had seen something interesting and attracted his attention.

"Who is beating Lao Tzu, don't let me know."

"Don't hit me, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

"Please stop, stop fighting, stop fighting, oh..."

Song Dahai rolled around on the ground, Ning Zhi would not be merciful at all, and the wooden stick fell on him one by one, giving him a taste of how Xiao Song Song was beaten.