Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

Lu Jinchuan picked it up and pressed the speakerphone, "What's the matter?"

Wei Tingxi said: "Your mobile phone is finally connected. The branch office called and asked those people how to deal with it. I will ask what you mean."

"Shut it up." Lu Jinchuan said calmly.

He still remembered what Aunt Tang said before, not to fight and kill in front of pregnant women.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ying Xia snatched the phone, "It's too cheap for them, break their legs for me."

"sister in law?"

She glanced at Lu Jinchuan's arm again, "Don't beat your legs, beat your hands."

After speaking, he threw the phone to Lu Jinchuan and went upstairs by himself.

Wei Tingxi: "How?"

Looking at her back, Lu Jinchuan shook his head helplessly, and said, "Listen to her."

"That bar..."

Lu Jinchuan asked back: "Didn't you let go of the words and want to tear them down?"

After the call ended, Lu Jinchuan filled another bowl of porridge and went upstairs.

Ying Xia was sitting on the sofa in the small living room flipping through a magazine, she didn't even look at him when she heard footsteps.

He put down the bowl and sat beside her, "Do you love me?"

Ying Xia shook her feet, pretending not to care, and said: "The ghost loves you so much, it's almost as good as breaking your leg."

Lu Jinchuan raised his eyebrows, "Which one?"

Ying Xia glanced at him, "The one in the middle, anyway, I already have a child, so it's useless to keep it."

Lu Jinchuan pushed his back molars and got closer to her with a smirk on his face.

"You're right. Anyway, I still have my mouth and hands, so I can serve you well. If it doesn't work, I can still buy it..."

The latter words were covered by Ying Xia, and she cursed, "Dirty."

Comparing him with thick skin, she is absolutely incomparable. When he flirts, she can be so flirtatious that she is speechless.

Lu Jinchuan pulled her hand down, and the corners of his lips curled up, "I don't count on my wife."

As he spoke, he took the bowl and put it in her hand.

"I'm full, and I haven't vomited." Ying Xia said.

"But I haven't eaten yet."

After Lu Jinchuan finished speaking, he hung his chin on her shoulder, "Honey, my hands hurt, I can't seem to eat."

Ying Xia glanced at his injured hand, "Lu Jinchuan, you injured your left hand."

Lu Jinchuan: "I just found out that I should be left-handed."

He doesn't change his face when he tells a lie, and he doesn't even know how to type a draft.

Ying Xia deliberately asked: "Then what should I do?"

He looked serious, "Maybe I need to trouble Mrs. Lu to feed me."

"What if I don't feed?"

The picture of Lu Jinchuan in his [-]s hanging on her body and acting like a baby is simply indescribable.

Lu Jinchuan learned to be smart this time, and didn't say anything like starving to death, otherwise the little girl would probably piss him off when she said she wanted to remarry.

"What else can I do? The wife I picked by myself will spoil me to death even if she cries. It doesn't matter if I hurt myself to death."

Even pretending to be pitiful.

This time Ying Xia was finally coaxed by him, "Does it really hurt?"

Lu Jinchuan nodded.

"Then cry for me."

Lu Jinchuan: "..."

Ying Xia was also teasing him, picked up the bowl, took a sip and brought it to his lips.

With a triumphant smirk on his face, he ate the porridge.

Ying Xia fed him and said, "If you get hurt in the future, don't come back, come back when you get better."

These words really pinched him seven inches.

"I will definitely pay attention in the future." Lu Jinchuan said.

Halfway through the feeding, there was a "boom" at the door.

The two turned their heads at the same time, and Aunt Tang stood at the door dumbfounded.

That expression is probably wondering, who is pregnant?

Lu Jinchuan clenched his fist under his nose and coughed lightly to ease his embarrassment.

Aunt Tang quickly picked up her things and left, "Eat, eat slowly."

Lu Jinchuan took the bowl from Ying Xia's hand, and went downstairs without changing his expression.

It was rare for her to see Lu Jinchuan in such embarrassment, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

Going downstairs to put the bowl, Xing Yuan just entered the door, stood at the door stomping his feet, and he stomped ash on the ground at the door.

After receiving Lu Jinchuan's gaze, Xing Yuan glanced at the ground and knew that Ying Xia had a slight obsession with cleanliness.

Quickly said: "I'll clean up when I leave, as long as my wife won't let me lick the floor clean."

Lu Jinchuan walked upstairs, "Based on what I know about her, she would think that you wipe it clean better than licking it."

Xing Yuan felt that there was a high probability that he was rejected.

When going upstairs, Xing Yuan also asked, "Is my wife awake? Shall I go say hello or something?"

"No need," Lu Jinchuan said, "You're dark again, I'm afraid you'll scare her."

Xing Yuan: "..."

It feels like there is no love in the world anymore, not only the boss and his wife dislike him, but even the sun can't get along with him, and he can get tanned even in winter, and he doesn't know why.

After sitting down, Lu Jinchuan knocked on the table, "Speaking of business, go check on Yan Chen and see where he is."

Xing Yuan was still serious about his work, and said seriously: "After finding out, do you want to arrest him?"

"Let's talk about it later, wait for my notification."

"Also," he opened the drawer, took out a brown paper bag from it, and put it on the table.

"Find a few media outlets, those with greater influence, don't release them yet, wait for my notice."

Xing Yuan: "This is?"

Lu Jinchuan twirled his fingertips, "It's time to close the net"

Xing Yuan suddenly looked excited, picked up the things, nodded, "Okay."

Lu Jinchuan said: "Leave two more people, don't let the wife go out alone."

Xing Yuan got the order and immediately went to arrange things.

Turn around before you go, "What will happen if I don't clean the floor downstairs?"

Lu Jinchuan gave him a sideways look, his eyes were cold, "I'll twist your head off and mop the floor if I make her unhappy."

Xing Yuan touched his neck, feeling more secure with his head on it.

"I'm going to clean up now."