Chapter 638: Jiang Li's Ambition 5
Jiang Li sneered at each other, his nails pinched tightly in the palm of his hand: "You are all the pride of the sky, how can you understand the hard life of inferior people like us." I'm telling you, I just want to be attached to Mr. Shan like a bloodsucking worm, as long as he is popular for a day, I will step on him for a day. ”
This woman, she looked vain and ugly, like a greedy demon.
The only way to deal with evil spirits is to use absolute violence.
No matter who dares to be bad for the mountain, he will not let it go.
Silence stood up and reminded her, "You are responsible for your actions. ”
Leaving the rental house, the city outside the house was crimson and bustling, the Spring Festival was approaching, and the jubilant atmosphere infected the winter wind, blowing the corners of the silent black coat.
There are some people who cannot be offended.
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On the other side, the Lu family in the southern city.
Chu Xiaoxi's cold symptoms did not subside, and he was always in a low-grade fever, so Lu Zuoyu asked a doctor to come to the door.
Chu Xiaoxi took the injection and took the medicine, and finally fell asleep.
Lu Zuoyu touched her forehead, her handsome eyebrows tightened, the weather in Nandu has been unpredictable recently, and the doors of the hospital have been broken by cold patients.
He dialed a phone number, and it took three rings before someone lazily answered.
"What's the matter, I'm busy right now." On the other end of the phone, there was a faint sound of flipping and writing.
Li Huaiyu held his mobile phone in his ear while holding a pen to write and draw on a thick book.
Lu Zuoyu said: "There is some trouble over there, you go and help him." ”
Lu Zuoyu simply explained Jiang Li's affairs, which caused Li Huaiyu to sneer.
"The silence is still the same, whoever bullies Mr. Shan, the ancestral grave is dug out."
Li Huaiyu stretched his waist, he had no fixed place to live after he went bankrupt, so he simply took the fat man and Bai Chen to live in Shen Yuan's house.
Anyway, Shen Grievance's local tyrant family has a big business, and the garden at home can play golf, and it is more than enough to raise three rice worms.
Li Huaiyu lazily flipped through the paper materials and spoke: "I'm very busy now, the dead old man urges papers every day, so I stay up late every day." You are so capable, go and help Silence yourself. ”
Even if it was a holiday, the old professor would not let Li Huaiyu go. urged the draft three times a day, urging Li Huaiyu to have a split personality.
Lu Zuoyu shook his head: "I still have important things to do, and I'm very busy." ”
"Are you busy? You're busy falling in love with the little white rabbit. Li Huaiyu sarcastically pursed his red lips, and the pen swiped a long black ink blot on the paper.
"Xiaoxi has been having a low-grade fever for the past few days, and I'm taking care of her." Lu Zuoyu looked at Chu Xiaoxi who was asleep, her little face was crimson, her eyes were closed, she slept unsteadily, and occasionally coughed slightly.
Chu Xiaoxi has always been in good health, and occasionally he gets sick, and his illness is like a mountain.
Li Huaiyu was surprised, got up from his seat with a sigh, and threw the manuscript to the ground casually: "She's sick?!" You wait, I'll go to your house right away. ”
"You're not a doctor, and I don't have your chopsticks at home." Lu Zuoyu's phoenix eyes were slightly tingling, and he stopped in a cold voice, "Xiaoxi has me, you, Shen Yi and Lao Bai will help be silent." ”
Li Huaiyu's heart tightened, realizing that he had lost his temper.
After being silent for a while, Li Huaiyu took the initiative to soften: "Cheng, I'll help Silence." You take care of her for me, if this rabbit's head burns out, see how I ———— feed hey, this guy, hang up the phone! ”
Li Huaiyu held the phone, picked up the coat on the hanger, and hurriedly went out to find the wronged old white.
On the desk, there was a solitary scratch paper that had written the beginning of the paper.
The wind blew in through the half-open door, and the paper flew like a sad sigh of an old professor.