Pampered to Heaven by RIch Husband

"Then... let's go."

Cheng Youran couldn't help but glanced at the hospital bed more. Is it so useful? After lying down for a while, her head no longer hurts.

Lu Zixiao looked at her and made a soft "um" sound.

Cheng Youran waited at the door for Lu Zixiao to change into medical clothes.

She didn't wait long before Lu Zixiao came out. He was dressed in an expensive Brioni suit. He was tall and straight, with narrow eyes. The setting sun fell on the bridge of his nose, casting a deep shadow.

Suits are more suitable for him.

Cheng Youran suddenly thought.

"Let's go."

Lu Zixiao raised his eyebrows.

He strode towards the hospital door, walking fast with long legs, Cheng Youran fell behind him, but Gao Qiao followed Cheng Youran all the time.

"Seriously injured patients please make way!"

Suddenly, two nurses hurried past the front door pushing a metal stretcher, whistling with the wind.

Cheng Youran leaned against the wall subconsciously, unexpectedly his leg hooked on the rest chair next to the consulting room, the mobile phone in his hand fell heavily onto the chair, and then rolled to the ground.

When she was about to fall to the cold ground, Lu Zixiao, who had been walking forward, suddenly stretched out his arm to grab her by the collar, and lifted her upright.

Lu Zixiao was a head taller than her, and with a click, she slammed into the man's solid chest, but it was not the ground, she breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fears.

Lu Zixiao let go of her collar, her narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the dark pupils reflected a slight light. He frowned and asked, "Cheng Youran, do you want me to hold you?"

Cheng Youran: ... Is that you okay?

As soon as she wanted to deny, Lu Zixiao put his hands on her waist, put his head on her shoulders, and sprayed hot breath on her neck.

Gave her a soft hug.

"Hold it." His voice was with a low-pitched smile, and his voice was as close as it was in Cheng Youran's ear, itchy as a feather brushed across his skin.

Cheng Youran's heartbeat suddenly accelerated uncontrollably, and at the same time she could feel Lu Zixiao's heart beating vigorously.

Fortunately, Lu Zixiao let her go, bent over to pick up the phone that fell on the ground, and he was about to hand it to Cheng Youran.

Ding Dong—

A message suddenly appeared on the screen.

[Old Ford] Your collection of "I Only Love Your Body" (Lu Zixiao x Feng Tiantian) is updated

Who is Feng Tiantian?

Lu Zixiao twisted his eyebrows, a trace of confusion on his handsome face.

When Cheng Youran looked at Lu Zixiao's expression, a bad premonition suddenly appeared in her heart. She took a step forward and prepared to quietly get back the phone.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zixiao glanced at her, unceremoniously holding the phone high, she couldn't reach her with her feet on the pad.

What's even more exaggerated is that he drove away.

She could only see Lu Zixiao's back.

Cheng Youran turned around and asked Gao Qiao: "Secretary Gao, can you borrow your phone?"

"Should you call Mr. Lu?"

Gao Qiao took out his mobile phone from his suit pocket and handed it to Cheng Youran.

Cheng Youran shook his head and said calmly: "No, I want to call the police. Lu Zixiao kidnapped my phone in broad daylight."

Gao Qiao:...

He silently put the phone back away.

In the car, Lu Zixiao leaned on the seat, placed two long legs overlapped, slender fingers dropped on the screen, and clicked on "I Only Love Your Body".

"Lu Zixiao pulled off his tie and tied Feng Tiantian's hands. He was stained with a strong sense of alcohol, and said with hatred: Feng Tiantian, my heart is so trampling on you?..."

The more Lu Zixiao looked at the expression on his face, the colder his expression became. He closed his eyes and Cheng Youran had been looking at something all day.

When Cheng Youran pushed the car door, what he saw was a cold face. Lu Zixiao's eyes swept towards her, not to exaggerate, like a knife.

Is mobile phone important or life important?

Of course life is important.

"You go first, I have something to do." Without thinking, she closed the car door neatly.

But Lu Zixiao spoke calmly: "Cheng Youran, you go and try."

"I seem to be fine again."

Cheng Youran immediately changed his mind, pushed the door again, sat down, then closed the door, leaned against the car window, and carefully glanced at Lu Zixiao.

Hmm...still angry.

Lu Zixiao threw the phone to her, glanced at her with pitch-black eyes, suppressed angrily and asked, "What is this?"

Obviously.

Cheng Youran showed some doubts in his eyes, looked at the text on the phone, and tentatively said, "Should I read it?"

Lu Zixiao's temple jumped, trying his best to tolerate his emotions: "Don't read it!"

"Oh."

Cheng Youran obediently responded.

Lu Zixiao stared at Cheng Youran closely. How could he feel that her tone was very regrettable? He sneered: "Cheng Youran, in view of the bad hobbies you have developed, I decide—"

What to decide?

Cheng Youran's body trembled subconsciously.

Lu Zixiao stretched out her long arms, ruthlessly snatched the phone she was holding, and said lightly: "Confiscate your phone for a period of time."

Lu Zixiao saw Cheng Youran's face almost wrinkled into a gray plum, and couldn't say the cruel things he wanted to say.

His face suddenly flushed suspiciously, and he said in a low voice, "If you like the book, I can't do it."

But before he finished speaking, a cold system sound rang in his mind.

【warn! Your wife's mood value has dropped to 30! 】

Lu Zixiao:...

Cheng Youran dared not say anything. She turned her head and looked at the small town scenery driving outside the window, with white walls and red bricks, and plenty of shade. She also felt ugly for the thief, her back was sore, and she was exhausted.

"Cheng Youran, what do you want most now?"

Suddenly, the man asked coldly.

Hallucination.

It must be.

Thinking that it has been a few days since the chase Duan is better, Cheng Youran replied feebly: "I want to lock up all the authors of Duanguan in a small black room to update."

How much do you want to see?

Lu Zixiao's complexion became more ugly, and he was about to dismiss it. Thinking that it is better to be blocked, he told himself not to be angry. He lowered his eyes and said, "Okay."

It's not an illusion.

Cheng Youran turned his head and confirmed that he had not heard it wrong, his head no longer hurts, his waist no longer hurts, and his whole body was full of energy: "Wait, I'll make a list for you!"

[Your wife's mood value returns to 80! Please keep up! 】

Lu Zixiao watched Cheng Youran's list getting longer and longer, frowned, and interrupted her mercilessly: "Only 10 are allowed."

OK then.

Cheng Youran deleted a few updates and diligent with a tangled expression on her face.

...

Donghai City, Shangyang District.

"Cui Ming, you haven't paid me the rent for this month." A young man with yellow hair stopped Cui Ming, "Don't want to go wrong."

Cui Ming was wearing glasses and not too tall. He took out scattered six hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to the young man: "I'm sorry to be late."

At first glance, it's got together.

The young man curled his lips: "What do you write? You are not this piece of material. You can't make money. Take advantage of your health to move bricks. You can get seven or eight thousand a month."

Cui Ming said thank you, shook his head, and walked to the dilapidated residential building. He returned to a room that was only a dozen square meters in size. First he went to the kitchen to boil water and put a handful of noodles.

When the noodles were cooked, he gulped while looking at his manuscript.

I may not believe it. When he wrote this manuscript, he felt that the book would be a best seller, and he was submitted to many publishing houses, and even to overseas magazines.

But no one wants to publish it.

—Publish an outdated classical fairy man.

"Why don't you try to consider writing about youth?"

The editor said to him like this. He said nothing. If it can't be published, it can't be published. He posted "Mochizuki" on the literary website and gradually gained some fans.

Although not much.

He is still very satisfied.

It's just... he glanced at the leaky ceiling and didn't know when he would make money. If he changed to a room that didn't leak, he would have eaten up the noodles at home.

—But he has only nine dollars and fifty cents all over his body.

Perhaps God heard his voice, and suddenly, his QQ rang, it was an application from a strange friend.

[Lu's Gao Qiao] Hello, is it convenient for consultation and cooperation?

He agreed.

[Lu's Gao Qiao] If you want, we can provide you with luxury apartments, millions of annual salary, and all the requirements within the scope of ability.

It sounds like MLM.

Cui Ming returned a message cautiously.

[Cui Ming] What do I need to do?

After a while, the man continued to send him news.

【Lu's Gao Qiao】Keep updated

Cui Ming:...

He wanted to refuse, but remembering his embarrassment, he suddenly wanted to drive. He was locked up and brainwashed. He had a big appetite and a stupid mouth. He might be kicked out in a few days.

He didn't agree, and he really didn't eat in a few days.

Cui Ming sent a "I do".

It was like the magic of Xiandu Rila. After he sent this sentence, an unfamiliar phone called: "You pack your bags and get out of the car."

Many years later, Cui Ming remembered this day that changed his destiny. He could not remember many details, such as how he calmly packed his luggage.

But the only thing he remembered was that the car parked downstairs was really expensive.

...

New York, "World Science Fiction" magazine.

"Li, haven't you found the author's contact information?" a blond American asked suddenly, reviewing this issue of the sample magazine.

"His English is not very good, and there are many grammatical errors in the information he left. I have asked my Chinese cousin to help me find it. I should be able to send a message next week."

The typical ABC appearance of the person called Li, he smiled heartily: "Don't worry, a living person can't find him."

"Mochizuki" is an article he accidentally found in his mailbox. It was delivered to a foreign language magazine in pure Chinese, and he opened the first page amusedly.

Very Chinese style.

But it doesn't make people feel obscure. After reading the submission, he immediately decided to translate.

He only translated the first three chapters, and sent them to the editor in a somewhat nervous manner. To his disappointment, the editor was not optimistic about the serialization and scolded him badly.

But who knows that there is a gap in this issue of the magazine, so I can only use this one to make do with it, and the result is far beyond everyone's expectations.

They have received many letters from readers.

"My God, is this the science fiction of China, a world full of imagination and beauty."

"Can you change more every issue? It's not enough."

"I want to know what happened to Shen to become like this."

The sales of the originally decadent magazines began to grow steadily, and what they did not expect was that the famous Hollywood director Robert Simon took a fancy to this book and was willing to spend millions of dollars to obtain the right to adapt.

As one of the most appealing directors in Hollywood, Robert Simon, who he fancyed, will undoubtedly become a global bestseller.

"You must find him."

Li thought firmly.

...

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Lu Zixiao pulled off his tie, tied Cheng Youran's hands, and raised his eyebrows: Do you like this?

Cheng Youran: I'm not that I didn't!

It was supposed to be added yesterday, but I suddenly remembered that I had signed up for the 10th exam, and I was gushing. After the exam, I added QWQ.

Tweet this friend’s text: If you don’t marry a rich family, you will die

Ye Xuxu went bankrupt, and when he was desperate, he was forced to bind with a scam system. If he didn't complete the task, he would only die on the spot. If he completed the task, he would get rich overnight.

Under the crisis, she resolutely agreed.

The system told her that she was a poor paper man. Her father didn't care about her mother. She was forced to enter the entertainment industry in order to pay off the huge debts. The money was not earned and her life was gone.

The ex-boyfriend she abandoned was transformed into a wealthy financial tycoon. Hearing that he was ruthless and retributable, everyone who provoked him ended up miserably. Especially for her predecessor, the scumbag, I never forget.

Ye Xuxu felt that he could die on the spot. What kind of horrible plot is this.

System: If you don't complete the task, you can die on the spot. It depends on how you choose, whether you die on the spot or get rich overnight.

Ye Xuxu shamefully obeyed for his own life, and went to the big brother's ex-boyfriend with the burden of money.

Mo Feiran looked at Ye Xuxu indifferently: Why, I dumped me when I was out of money, what are you going to do now?

Ye Xuxu endured for the sake of getting rich overnight, so she pinched her back and forced herself to cry: I was wrong...

Mo Feiran:...

Paranoid black wolf dog VS free and easy bright little fairy

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