didn't know how to face it, and suddenly Lu Zi, who was kind to her.

I don't know how to face it, such a humble self.

I don't know how embarrassing it would be if Lu Zi relied on it and remembered the events of that day.

Shen Jiani chose to escape.

"Lu Zijiao, what should I do with you?"

Shen Jiani was melancholy, and Lu Zilian was worried about it, melancholy.

Just a little bit, he said the words "like" to Shen Jiani.

And Nizi, always when the atmosphere is at its most tense, hangs up the phone, so that he has no way to listen to the endless sound of the wind.

As if he had been used to being tricked by fate, Lu Ziyi smiled indifferently and said softly.

"I knew that between me and Shen Jiani, it would not be so smooth, and I would confess successfully!"

"But, God, are you playing tricks on me like this to give me and Na Nizi the best arrangement?"

"I think you must think so, otherwise, you wouldn't have let me meet her, at the best of years."

As soon as he thought that tomorrow, he would have a solo trip with Shen Jiani, and Lu Zilian was happy.

So much so that his night was destined to be a night of insomnia.

“……”

Obediently brewed a cup of ginger soup with jujubes, and Shen Jiani took the cup back to the room.

Glancing at the painting on the ground, he walked to the bed without any mood.

Drink a sip of ginger water, that warm. Warmth, fire. Hot. The feeling, from the mouth to the throat, and then to the heart, made Shen Jiani think unconsciously and read Lu Zilean.

She even asked, then, why would she interrupt the other person when he was saying "why".

Yes, Shen Jiani didn't dare to face Lu Zilian, and took what she would say.

Rather, whatever those words were, they didn't matter to her anymore.

After all, Lu Ziyi is getting married, and she is also leaving.

Even if there is something between them, it is just a dream.

“……”

As soon as it was dawn, Lu Zilai accompanied his grandfather to the garden to box.

When I finished breakfast again, I went back to my room to wash, put on a suit, and went downstairs and walked out of the villa.

As he walked towards the garage, he saw Steward Mo in the garden, guiding the family, and shouted.

"Mober, come here!"

"Young master, what's the matter with you!" On the day Lu Dingnian announced his will, Lu Zilian was the future owner of this Thousand Bird Island, and Steward Mo naturally wanted to be commensurate with the young master.

"Uncle, if I'm out of town today, at dinner, help me talk to grandpa about coming back tomorrow night!"

Lu Zi relied on explaining to Steward Mo, and those deep eyes were not speculating on the thoughts of the person in front of him.

There are things about him and Shen Jiani, Lu Ziyi will be extremely meticulous.

Yes, he doesn't believe anyone, and no one dares to believe him.

"Okay, young master!"

Steward Mo watched Lu Zi grow up, and he naturally understood what the little master in front of him meant, that is, he was telling his grandfather at night that he would not come back to live tonight, and asked them not to wait for him.

"Thank you, Mober!" Lu Zi leaned in Steward Mo's eyes, saw it clearly, and said a word of gratitude.

Steward Mo nodded and sighed slowly, but he could only look at the tall back and shake his head.

Is it really good to hand over such a big family business to such a person whose mind is not on it at all......?

Yes, our Lu Zi relied on it, and his mind was never on the Lu Mansion on Thousand Bird Island, but in his and Shen Jiani's small home.

“……”