Indulge in fire at the apex of Lord Shen

Mrs. Shen looked at her red nose and said pitifully, "If you hadn't helped mom block that blow, mom would be the one who got hit."

"Does the deer hurt?"

Shen Lu shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Why doesn't it hurt?" Mrs. Shen looked at Shen Zhiming complainingly, "Your father is too harsh."

After making such a fuss, Mrs. Shen had no energy to take care of other things, so Shen Lu sent her back to the room.

Shen Zhiming was smoking outside, and when he saw Shen Lu, his eyes felt a little more guilty.

"Today you suffered a disaster, tell Dad what you want, and Dad will buy it for you."

"I'm fine, Shen Shen's mother is very tired."

Shen Zhiming was stunned, looking at Shen Lu with more affection, "Okay, I understand."

Walking back to his room from upstairs, Shen Boxing and Shen Qingshan happened to come out of the room. I don't know what Shen Boxing said to Shen Qingshan. Shen Lu noticed that Shen Qingshan looked at her with a little more kindness.

"She didn't eat either?" Shen Boxing asked casually.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Shen Lu sat in the car in a daze. Before he could react at all, he followed Shen Boxing and the two out of Shen's house and came to the most prosperous place in Beicheng.

Through the window, Shen Lu looked at the feasting lights outside, it was the busiest place in Beicheng at night, and everywhere was freshness that Shen Lu had never seen before.

Through the rearview mirror, Shen Qingshan watched Shen Lu lying by the window and staring outside for a moment, and couldn't help but think of what Shen Boxing said to him in the room.

It was Shen Lu who called and called Shen Boxing back.

None of the children of the Shen family could achieve unity of thought with Shen Zhiming, and quarrels were commonplace.

And Shen Boxing was already used to quarreling and even fighting with their family, and he didn't bother to care about it, but this time, he made an exception and agreed to Shen Lu's request.

She was smashed and didn't cry.

Thinking of the innocent disaster she blocked for Mrs. Shen, Shen Qingshan felt guilty, turned his head and asked Shen Lu, "You...was you okay when you were hit by him?"

Shen Boxing, who was driving, glanced at the rearview mirror with his calm eyes.

Shen Lu turned her head, blinked her almond eyes, understood what Shen Qingshan was talking about, she couldn't help but subconsciously glanced at Shen Boxing, and found that he was concentrating on driving, as if he didn't hear his question.

She touched her nose and shook her head, "It's all right."

It doesn't hurt at all if you don't touch it.

Shen Lu, who is used to injuries, didn't take the injury of his nose seriously.

"Still see a doctor."

After Shen Qingshan finished speaking, he saw his uncle sweeping over lightly.

It just occurred to him that Shen Boxing probably didn't know what happened about Shen Lu at the dinner table today.

"Do you still want me to urge you to speak?" Shen Boxing said abruptly.

Shen Qingshan rubbed his nose, "My dad threw the wine glass at me, but instead of hitting me, it hit my mom. Shen Lu helped my mom block it."

"The wine glass hit her in the face."

Shen Lu's eyes widened, she didn't expect Shen Qingshan to tell her what she was hiding, she was a little uneasy, she glanced at Shen Boxing from the corner of her eye, and didn't even look at the changing scenery outside, pursed her lips nervously lips.

Shen Boxing sneered coldly, "Such a kind hearted person, wouldn't it still be hard to get up after being beaten?"

Shen Lu: ...

Her breathing was stagnant, and in the darkness, the sockets of her eyes slowly turned red, her cherry lips were almost bleeding from being bitten, and she lowered her head with a gloomy expression.

"Uncle, what you said is too serious." Seeing that the little girl was so wronged that she was about to cry, Shen Qingshan couldn't help saying something for her.

Shen Boxing sneered coldly, "If you do what you can and block that glass of wine, will she still block it?"

"..."

"It's no use at all."

"..."

After listening to Shen Boxing's words, Shen Lu wiped his eyes and silently glanced at Shen Qingshan.

It turned out that my uncle didn't have a poisonous tongue towards her alone, he was a chattering poisonous snake.

Shen Bo was unhappy, and the restaurant he chose dropped from the three-star Michelin star to a hot pot restaurant with few people there.

He probably still has some conscience, instead of punishing Shen Lu, it was Shen Qingshan who was stared at by Shen Boxing, sweating profusely from eating, and even took off his glasses.

"You are not allowed to stop without my consent." Shen Boxing looked at Shen Qingshan calmly, "If you stop, you just don't recognize me as my uncle, and I will complain to the old man."

Shen Qingshan: ...

"Uncle, you really... haven't changed at all." Shen Qingshan was quite helpless. From the corner of his eye, he saw Shen Lu who was silently eating green vegetables and hanging up high, and he turned to smile and said, "Shen Lu Is it too skinny?"

Shen Boxing glanced at her.

Shen Lu inexplicably felt a sense of danger.

Shen Boxing called the waiter.

"Let's serve three more dishes of cattle and sheep." Shen Boxing stared at Shen Lu, "Give it to me, if you are not full, you are not allowed to go back."

Shen Lu: ...

After returning home, Shen Lu's dream was full of the ferocious appearance of Shen Boxing forcing her to eat beef rolls.

After that day, Shen Qingshan said nothing and was unwilling to go back to Shen’s house. Seeing that Shen Lu could only study alone at home, Mrs. Shen complained to Shen Zhiming in her heart, and finally called Shen Qingshan and suggested that Shen Lu go to Beicheng University library study.

December has come to the end, and Shen Lu has gone out very few times. To Shen Lu, being able to go out can be regarded as a different kind of liberation.

Shen Qingshan agreed to Mrs. Shen's proposal, after all, Shen Lu will rush back to school after the spring, she still needs to study a lot, and being in the library can make her concentrate more.

So Shen Lu carried the schoolbag carefully prepared by Mrs. Shen, and was sent to Beicheng University by the driver.

A very beautiful girl who came to pick up Shen Lu wore a beautiful dress and a cashmere coat in the cold winter.

She recognized Shen Lu for a long time before she walked up to her and asked, "Are you Professor Shen's younger sister?"

Shen Lu clenched his hand hidden in his cuff lightly, hesitating, "Shen... Qingshan's younger sister."

After saying this, Shen Lu blushed, she hadn't fully learned to lie yet.

The girl laughed, "Yes, it is Professor Shen Qingshan, he is still in class, let me send you to the library."

"Thank you." Shen Lu nodded slightly.

On the way to the library, Shen Lu found out that this girl was a third-year student in the Department of Fine Arts. She had taken Shen Qingshan's class and had a lot of communication with him.

Shen Lu nodded, looked at the girl's beautiful and slender bare hands, and thought of his ugly, bruised hands. He felt a little inferior for no reason, and quickly hid his hands.

After sending Shen Lu into the library, the student waved his hand at her and left, his beautiful figure was deeply imprinted in Shen Lu's eyes.

She looked curiously at every corner of the library. There were many people, and many people were studying.