Young Master Li spoils his wife to the bone

Li Jinshu was ordering someone to open the box and compare the gift slips one by one when the gift slips in his hand were suddenly taken away.

Li Jinshu turned around quickly, and saw Lu Zeyu's handsome face. She couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

After Lu Zeyu glanced at her, he said, "I'm here to help you."

"help me?"

After so many years, it was the first time that Li Jinshu heard Lu Zeyu say that he wanted to help her. It was lucky that he didn't trip her up or trouble her.

After being slightly stunned, Li Jinshu asked: "Are you worried about the differences in the dowry? Don't worry, I will be very careful."

Lu Zeyu was a little annoyed, where did this woman go?

"I said I'm here to help you, it's dad's idea, so you should feel relieved, right?"

After Lu Zeyu finished speaking angrily, Li Jinshu nodded his head and gave a soft "hmm".

If it's what the godfather meant, then she doesn't need conspiracy theories.

Seeing that she would rather trust Lu Hongye than him, Lu Zeyu tightened his fingers on the gift list, but he didn't say anything this time, he just squatted down and began to count the betrothal gifts.

Needless to say, jewelry, even more precious are some antique calligraphy and paintings of celebrities, which are not in circulation in the market. Lu Zeyu knew that Li Jingchen was trying to curry favor with Lu Hongye, so he gave away so many precious ones Collection.

Standing on one side, Li Jinshu naturally saw the picture scroll in Lu Zeyu's hand. Her eyes lit up slightly, and she subconsciously said, "This is Master Xu's beautiful picture of mountains and rivers! It's hard to find!"

Hearing this, Lu Zeyu raised his head and saw that Li Jinshu was a little excited, but he felt uncomfortable: "So what? Dad doesn't like antique calligraphy and painting, so Li Jingchen can only send it to the bottom of the box."

Having said that, when Lu Zeyu put the scroll back into the box, he was careful. After all, who would want to damage a priceless treasure?

Li Jinshu said: "It doesn't matter if you press the bottom of the box. These antique calligraphy and paintings pay attention to the age. The longer they are kept, the more valuable they will be. In the future..."

Lu Zeyu snorted softly and interrupted her: "Do you think the Lu family will decline enough to sell this painting?"

Li Jinshu shook his head: "That's not what I meant."

With a "snap", Lu Zeyu simply covered the box and said to the servant beside him, "Take it to the storage room."

"Have you finished counting?" Li Jinshu asked hastily.

"Okay." Lu Zeyu said, turning over a page of the gift list.

Only then did Li Jinshu signal to the servant to carry the box containing the calligraphy and painting to the storage room.

Lu Zeyu continued to count.

During the process, Lu Zeyu asked for some unknown reason: "Among these betrothal gifts, is there anything you like?"

Li Jinshu didn't understand why he asked such a question: "It's useless to like what I like, I have to like it later."

Lu Zeyu said without raising his head, "Mr. Li, Wanwan, godfather, you always seem to only talk about others."

Li Jinshu looked at him in a daze.

While counting the gold bars in the box, Lu Zeyu said, "I'm asking you now."

Li Jinshu looked at him with turmoil in his eyes: "I can do anything."

Lu Zeyu pouted secretly: "It's boring."

Li Jinshu withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "I've always been like this."

"You!" Lu Zeyu suddenly raised his head, but he forgot that Li Jinshu was squatting opposite him. When he raised his head, he bumped into Li Jinshu's forehead.

"..." Li Jinshu hummed and lowered his head.

"Are you okay!" Lu Zeyu panicked and leaned over to check her forehead.

"...I'm fine." Li Jinshu was trained in pain, not to mention being hit on the forehead, or stabbed with a knife, she would not change her face.

"Raise your head, let me have a look!" Lu Zeyu's complexion changed drastically, and he directly covered Li Jinshu's slender fingers rubbing his forehead with his big hand, wanting to rub it for her.

With his head down, Li Jinshu's face was slightly astonished.

Listening to Lu Zeyu's voice... seems to be worried about her?

Lu Zeyu saw that she was motionless all of a sudden, and thought she was in pain and lost all response, so he couldn't help but get closer to her, and coaxed softly, "Li Jinshu, raise your head up, let me see See if there is any injury."

Li Jinshu's heart trembled, and that strange feeling emerged from the depths of his heart again.

She looked up uncertainly, just in time to see Lu Zeyu's worried expression.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say that she was fine, but Lu Zeyu immediately said: "Take your hand away, it won't hurt if I rub it for you."

Only then did Li Jinshu realize that the hand on his forehead was still wrapped in Lu Zeyu's palm, so he pulled it out.

Without her obstruction, Lu Zeyu finally saw her forehead clearly, and seeing a lot of redness, his eyebrows twitched, and he said, "I'll go find the medicine box!"

"no need……"

Before Li Jinshu finished speaking, Lu Zeyu hurriedly got up and left.

But because of his impatience, he even forgot where to put the medicine box.

Seeing his bewildered look, the servant couldn't help asking: "Master, what are you looking for?"

"Jin Shu is injured! Where is the medicine kit?"

"What? Miss Jinshu is injured? Wait a minute, young master, I'll get it!"

"Hurry up!" Lu Zeyu frowned and urged.

When the servant brought him the medicine box, Lu Zeyu almost snatched it away from the maid, strode back to Li Jinshu's side, and knelt down on one knee to break open the medicine box.

There was warmth in Li Jinshu's cold eyes: "There is no bleeding, you don't need special treatment."

"I know." Lu Zeyu took out a bottle of painkiller spray, unscrewed the bottle, and said to Li Jinshu, "Close your eyes, I'll give you the medicine."

Li Jinshu closed his eyes as he said.

A shockingly beautiful face appeared in front of Lu Zeyu defenselessly.

But now he can't care about other thoughts, he just wants to relieve her pain quickly.

"Zi-Zi-"

After spraying on the painkiller spray, Lu Zeyu gently rubbed her forehead again to confirm that the medicine had been absorbed by the skin, then he withdrew his hand and asked, "Are you dizzy?"

Li Jinshu shook his head: "I'm not dizzy."

"Really?" Lu Zeyu didn't believe it. When he was playing hide-and-seek with Wan Wan's sister while blindfolded, he once bumped into a Roman pillar at home, and he cried for a long time because of the pain.

Li Jinshu opened his eyes and said, "Really, I don't feel any pain anymore."

Lu Zeyu said slowly: "I didn't mean it, sorry..."

Li Jinshu comforted him clumsily, "Don't you always say I'm a robot? How can a robot feel pain?"

The former swearing turned into a sharp knife, slowly piercing Lu Zeyu's chest, making his heart tremble uncontrollably: "Yeah... Maybe... I'm the one who hurts?"