Please keep a low profile, Madam Reborn

Hearing Mr. Jian's angry tone, Jian Luo couldn't help laughing immediately.

"Even if they don't dare, I don't want to go through the back door like this. Dad, don't worry about it. I will go to your company for an interview some other day." Jian Luo said to Mr. Jian calmly.

With that said, Jian Luo intensified Mr. Jian's movements of squeezing Mr. Jian's shoulders.

"How about this, won't it hurt?" Jian Luo asked by the way.

Hearing this, Mr. Jian immediately replied: "No, the strength is just right, just right."

Jian Luo smiled, and continued to massage Mr. Jian with this intensity.

"Then remember to notify me when you go to the interview, and I'll say hello to the people below." Mr. Jian thought for a while and said again.

Although he could understand Jian Luo's idea of ​​wanting to come in based on his strength, he still wanted Jian Luo to take a shortcut and drive directly to the company.

After all, Jian Luo's ability is so strong, and after joining the company, there are still many opportunities to show off. In this case, even if she was airborne, no one would dare to say anything, after all, her strength lies there.

Hearing that Mr. Jian still wanted to let her go through the back door, Jian Luo was immediately unhappy.

"Dad, don't worry about this matter, I can do it myself, don't say hello to the people below, understand?" Jian Luo said to Mr. Jian with some helplessness.

Seeing that his daughter was so stubborn, Mr. Jian couldn't say anything more, so he could only respond: "Okay, okay, I understand, if you don't say hello, don't say hello, then I will wait for you at the company."

"Okay, don't worry." Jian Luo replied quickly.

Mr. Jian also smiled, and didn't speak any more, but closed his eyes slowly, enjoying the massage that Jian Luo gave him.

I have to say that Jian Luo's massage technique is really good, and Mr. Jian feels that his illness is almost cured.

When Jian Luo was still there, that child often gave him massages, but now Miaomiao's technique is almost exactly the same as that of Jian Luo, always reminding him of Jian Luo.

Although Jian Luo has already left, they now have Miao Miao, which can be regarded as a continuation.

All in all, Mr. Jian feels that he is quite happy.

After a while, Mr. Jian was afraid that Jian Luo would be tired, so he reached out and patted Jian Luo's hand, signaling her to stop.

"Okay, it's okay, don't pinch it." Mr. Jian said to Jian Luo.

Hearing Mr. Jian's words, Jian Luo was stunned for a moment, and then quickly took Mr. Jian's hand away.

"Let me pinch you for a while longer." Jane Luo said in a deep voice, her tone irresistible.

After all, she won't stay at Jian's house all the time, and Jiang Funian will definitely not agree, so she doesn't know how long she can be filial to Mr. Jian.

So she wants to do more things within her capacity.

Moreover, she is now using someone else's body, there are really too many uncertain factors, what will happen, even she herself is a little uncertain.

"Stop pinching." Mr. Jian frowned, and reached out to stop Jian Luo again, preventing her from continuing to massage herself.

But Mr. Jian knew that Jian Luo would definitely not be willing.

So, before Jane Luo could speak, Mr. Jian rushed ahead of her and said, "Your mother's soup should be almost done, and I happen to be a little hungry, why don't we go down and have a look?"

Hearing Mr. Jian's words, Jian Luo realized that the two of them had been in the study for a long time, and they should really be hungry.

"Okay, let's go down quickly." Jian Luo nodded quickly.

Saying that, Jian Luo reached out to help Mr. Jian get up.

Mr. Jian stood up while holding on to the handrail. Because he had been sitting for too long, Mr. Jian's steps wobbled a little. Jian Luo quickly supported Mr. Jian and led him downstairs step by step.

"Dad, you can't keep your body going like this. You must take care of it as soon as possible, you know?" Jian Luo said aloud while helping Mr. Jian to walk.

Hearing this, Mr. Jian just smiled: "Okay, I see."

Hearing Mr. Jian's answer, Jian Luo also smiled, and took Mr. Jian downstairs.

As soon as I got downstairs, I saw Mrs. Jane coming out of the kitchen.

Seeing the two of them coming down, Mrs. Jane was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud: "Is the matter over? How did it go?"

Mr. Jian quickly laughed: "There is Miao Miao, there is nothing that cannot be solved."

Being praised by Mr. Jian so much, Jian Luo immediately lowered her head in embarrassment.

But Mrs. Jane was overjoyed, and continued to praise Jian Luo: "Miao Miao is really great."

Jian Luo was a little embarrassed, looked at Mrs. Jian, and quickly changed the subject: "Mom, Dad said he was hungry, is your soup ready?"

Not only Mr. Jane, she is also a little hungry, and really wants to taste Mrs. Jane's soup, it must be delicious.

Hearing what Jian Luo said, Mrs. Jian immediately laughed.

"The soup has just been made, and the fire has been turned off. Now let's put it inside to cool down. I was about to go up to call you, so you came down by yourself."

Hearing this, Jian Luo immediately laughed, and teased in a trance: "This is called a tacit understanding."

Hearing what Jian Luo said, Mrs. Jian nodded with a smile, and gave a thumbs up of appreciation.

Afterwards, Jian Luo helped Mr. Jian to sit down at the dining table, waiting for Mrs. Jian's soup.

Mrs. Jian stood aside, glanced at Mr. Jian, and smiled: "It's different to have Miao Miao. I feel that you are in good spirits now, unlike last night, it was as if you were about to die."

Hearing this, Mr. Jian glared at her immediately, and said angrily, "What kind of adjective are you, can you speak well?"

Although Mr. Jian said so, the smile on his face has already betrayed his current mood.

Jian Luo also laughed: "Okay, stop bickering."

Mrs. Jane smiled, and didn't continue talking, but turned around and went into the kitchen to prepare the soup.

Seeing this, Mr. Jian wanted to go in and help without even thinking about it.

"I'll go, I'll go, Dad, I'll go, don't move." Seeing that Mr. Jian was going in to help, Jian Luo became a little anxious.

Not to mention that Mr. Jian is still sick now, if he goes in to help bring out the soup and his hand shakes, he will not only spill the soup, but also burn himself.

Seeing that Jian Luo was in such a hurry, Mr. Jian was immediately happy, and couldn't help but smile and look at Jian Luo.

"It's up to you to go, so what are you in a hurry for?" Mr. Jian said with a smile.

Hearing Mr. Jian's words, Jian Luo immediately gave him a dull look: "It's not because you are about to go in, I'm afraid you'll spill the soup."

"No, and even if I spill it, I will protect myself so that I won't get burned." Mr. Jian replied quickly.

Jian Luo looked at Mr. Jian, and hearing his words, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Afterwards, on a whim, Jane yelled at Mr. Jian: "I'm not worried that you will be burned, I'm worried that the bowl of soup that Mom made shouldn't be wasted."