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A different emotion flashed in Pei Chengyi's eyes, and she gently raised her hand to hold the top of Ling'er's hair.

Ling'er stood on the spot and lowered her head with some struggles, a trace of self-blame and bewilderment flashed in her eyes, she just stared at the ground in a daze, without saying a word.

Pei Chengyi stood up with a rare seriousness on his face.

She tidied up all the damaged things around very quickly, and then put a large bag of garbage in front of Ling'er.

"If you break something, you have to clean it up. This is your trash, so you need to throw it away yourself, understand?"

Her tone was very flat.

Ling'er looked up at the big bag of garbage in a daze, and held it tightly, but didn't move.

Raising her eyebrows, Pei Chengyi pointed in the direction of the door.

"Go down from here, go back to the door when you came, and walk another 50m, there is a garbage dump."

The sanitation workers at the garbage dump come regularly to collect garbage every morning, so that although they are very close to the garbage dump, there is no peculiar smell.

Ling'er was about to walk forward by the collar of her neck, but was picked up by someone, and immediately stopped in place.

He turned his head in astonishment, and when he saw the face of the person coming, he stopped abruptly, gritted his teeth, and stared at Lu Zhiming with a fierce face.

Lu Zhiming folded his hands on his chest and stared at him indifferently.

He looked at Ling'er opposite him from top to bottom, his eyes filled with disdain and hostility.

He just stood there lazily, with a very well-proportioned and tall figure, leaning against the door, and his suit was slightly wrinkled.

There was a terrifying aura in his pair of icy eyes.

"Okay, now you have learned how to take out trash, but you should also know how to take responsibility for your actions."

Pei Chengyi patted his head silently, then stood up, took out a small notebook from the side cabinet, and wrote down all the things he broke.

"This is all the things you broke. You are still young now, but I have to keep this account first. After all, this is my room, and it is only lent to you temporarily."

After she finished speaking, she silently observed Ling'er's reaction, and found that he lowered his head inexplicably, and there seemed to be a little bit of fluorescence in his eyes.

"It's okay to pretend to be wronged, remember to pay off the debt later."

Ling'er nodded, still staring at Lu Zhiming on the opposite side stubbornly, biting her lower lip, with a look of refusal to admit defeat.

Lu Zhiming put one hand in his suit pants, and walked slowly towards him, pointing his fingers at the corner of his hair, and outlined a cold and mocking smile.

"Whether you are really dumb or fake dumb, keep this account in mind."

He wanted to say something else, but when he saw Pei Chengyi cast a threatening look over him, he immediately closed his mouth and turned his head to the other side indignantly.

Pei Chengyi gently took his hand, and the two walked out of the room.

"Is that why you don't like him that much?"

Pei Chengyi's eyes were very cold, and her words seemed to be describing an extremely ordinary thing, a cold light flashed in her lowered eyes.

She just stared at Lu Zhiming fixedly.

Suddenly, she felt a force coming from her waist, and suddenly her whole body leaned forward, and she was also held in her arms, and her lips were tightly blocked.

Her breath became a little disordered, but her eyes were very calm and indifferent, with the ends of her eyes slightly raised upwards.

Half a minute later, the entanglement between the two stopped, and Lu Zhiming quietly pinched her chin, with pity and grievance in his eyes.

"I don't like him, so can't I send him back?"

There was a little anger in his tone, and there was a little shadow and a suppressed desire in his sharp eyes.

Horror like a storm emerged in the pupils.

"No."

Pei Chengyi pulled his hand down and looked at him very calmly.

"In the past, Yun also said that he had a very bad background. He should be often abandoned by his adoptive parents. Besides, he is also a child brought by my master. Now that he is in my hands, I can't just throw it away."

She faced Lu Zhiming's twitching mouth and helpless eyes very firmly and calmly.

"This incident should not be uncommon in the villa in the future. You have to get used to this rhythm first."

she said very seriously.

Lu Zhiming raised his head helplessly, leaned his head gently on her shoulder, and sighed vaguely.

"Well, everything depends on you."

After packing his luggage, he stood up straight, turned his head to look at the somewhat messy room, and took out his mobile phone unhappy.

Seeing Pei Chengyi's figure drifting away, he called Lin Qing.

"Now help me prepare some things for children to use. Well, it's similar to the previous ones. Yes, it's best to buy them back the same way as before."

His tone was very flat, but with an inexplicable coldness.

"And arrange for someone to come over and send my documents to the company. Forget it, out of sight is out of sight. I'll go with you."

He lowered his eyes, and there was a little coldness at the end of Feng Li's eyes.

"It's not a problem, but Mr. Lu, are you sure you need to go back to the company immediately in your current situation?"

There was a little pain and struggle in Lin Qing's tone.

He vaguely hoped that Lu Zhiming would veto him.

The emperor does not bear the painstaking people.

Soon, he heard a veto like the sound of heaven.

"No, I'd better stay at home."

He hung up the phone angrily, walked into the kitchen, and slowly made a cup of coffee with his bony fingers.

"What a troublemaker."

He muttered something, like a file was brought to the desk.

Soon the sound of a car resounded at the gate of the villa.

When the documents were submitted, Pei Chengyi's figure quietly came to his side.

She raised her head silently, and put on a pair of very cool studded boots with a calm expression.

"where to?"

Lu Zhiming grabbed her wrist and approached her gently.

"Go out and deal with some things, and wait for me to come back at home."

She flicked the back of Lu Zhiming's hand lightly with her hand, then opened the door gracefully and walked out.

Just as Lu Zhiming turned around, he heard a burst of moderate footsteps behind him, accompanied by a slight growl.

Lu Zhiming frowned, and put the coffee cup on the table beside him with one hand.

Ling'er's eyes were also very unkind, and he just stood there, with the broken hair hanging down on his forehead, covering most of his eyes.

"Don't look at me like this. I'm your creditor. If you dare to make me unhappy, be careful that I will throw all the new things you bought outside and not bring any of them in."

His tone was very indifferent, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with saying this to a ten-year-old child.