After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

When Lu Zhilu turned around, Nan Chu leaned on the bedside and grabbed his wrist.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly and saw her worn feet.

Does your foot really hurt?

He sat back on the bed again, stretched out his hand to hold her feet and inspected them.

Nan Chu shrank subconsciously, "What are you doing?"

The man pressed his long fingers on her wound, and Nan Chu hissed in pain.

"How did it happen?"

"It's from the high heels."

She used to have a mobility scooter and could only walk a few steps to and from get off work, so she didn't feel tired wearing high heels.

But today, she walked from the magazine office to the subway station, which was almost a thousand meters away. Halfway through, her feet started to hurt.

Lu Zhilu raised his eyebrows: "You're wearing them even if you're rubbing your feet?"

"Our editor-in-chief is a busybody. We always feel that there will be big clients in our society, so we have dress requirements. Moreover, wearing high heels looks beautiful, but beauty always has to pay a price."

The sneakers are comfortable, but she doesn't like them.

Just like this messy marriage, there is obviously nothing left to cherish, but looking at Lu Zhilu's face, it's hard not to be moved.

Physiological love is the most terrible thing and the most difficult to control.

It seemed like this was the first time he heard her complain about her boss. He thought she didn't want to work there anymore, so he said, "If you hate the boss, resign. It's not like I can't support you, and your job doesn't have any development prospects."

Nan Chu lowered his eyes and muttered: "You can support me, and whether I can support myself are two different things."

Moreover, he can't support her for a lifetime.

Even if he promises to support her for the rest of his life, so what?

Can he guarantee that he will only raise her for the rest of his life?

A man like Lu Zhilu was superior in every aspect, but he was sweet and scumbag, and he never spoke the truth.

Maybe it's true at the moment, but in a few days, a few months, a few years... after the novelty wears off, how much patience and nostalgia will he have?

At first, he and Ye Xuechu were planning to get married, but when they turned around, didn't they still marry her out of anger?

He and Ye Xuechu had been in love for two years, and they were both so heartless.

What does it mean to be with her?

Hearing her saying that she wanted to support herself, Lu Zhilu saw her eyes change slightly and joked with a smile: "You've become successful and become independent."

The words that came out of his dog's mouth were very strange.

Nan Chu rolled her eyes at him and said with a lowered face: "My dad owes you so much money. I know you have long regarded me and my parents as parasites, but I will pay you back in the future."

Lu Zhilu naturally didn't take this seriously.

After all, what kind of windfall would she have to make to pay off hundreds of millions of dollars?

He smiled and said in a lazy and careless tone: "That little money is nothing to me. After you married me, it is normal for me to spend some money on you and your family. When I give the money to your father, I will I didn’t expect him to pay it back, and I didn’t expect you to pay it back for him.”

If Nan Jianan hadn't gone too far, he wouldn't have blocked him.

Even for Mrs. Lu's sake, he would give Nan Jianan some face.

However, Nan Jian'an, an old man, is too aggressive, and he doesn't want to get used to it anymore.

Nan Chu said nothing.

She knew that he wouldn't believe it and she would settle the account.

Lu Zhilu looked at her and said teasingly: "If you really want to pay back, you can accept it with your body."

Nan Chu: "What a beautiful thought!"

Lu Zhilu was quite unsubtle and careless in his words.

He dragged Nan Chu into his arms, looked down at her, and smiled wildly: "If I don't pay you back, why don't you do the same for me?"

"..."

Nan Chu's face was red to his neck.

In the bedroom, the atmosphere has arrived.

Lu Zhilu lowered his head and kissed her.

He was a very good kisser. When she kissed him, Nan Chu's whole body felt as if electricity was flowing through her. The electricity spread to her lower body, and her body became soft and sank uncontrollably.

She didn't respond automatically.

Lu Zhilu felt that she was taking the initiative, and he chuckled: "I haven't taken a shower yet, and you are pestering me like this, giving you two choices."

Nanchu's mind was still blank.

Just listen to what he said: "First, let me take a shower first and calm down for a while. Second, if you are really anxious, come with me to take another shower now and go to the bathroom to do it?"

"........."

Nan Chu's face turned red and he said angrily: "Who, who is in a hurry! You are the one who is in a hurry! Your whole family is in a hurry!"

Lu Zhilu smiled angrily, "Are you sure you don't want to go to the bathroom?"

"No, no, no, no! Get out of here!"

She picked up a pillow and threw it at him.

Lu Zhilu went into the bathroom to take a bath freely, not like a dog.

Nan Chu leaned on the bed and played with his mobile phone for a while to calm down his disturbed mood.

Lu Zhilu's cell phone rang.

She didn't want to answer his call, but after it went out the first time, it rang a second time.

She thought it was a call from an important client. She grabbed her phone and looked at it. The caller ID showed Ye.

Think with your toes and know who it is.

I picked it up by accident.

Before she could speak, Ye Xuechu spoke first: "Zhilu, why did you go to the hospital for a check-up? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Do you have no feelings for Nanchu?"

Nan Chu was speechless: "Whether he has feelings for me or not is none of your business."

Hearing her voice, Ye Xuechu's tone instantly became cold and hard, and he said faster than flipping through a book, "It's you, why did you steal Zhilu's cell phone and answer his client's call?"

Nan Chu wanted to laugh when he heard this, "First of all, I am his wife, and I am not stealing his phone when I take it. Secondly, what serious female client would call him in the middle of the night and ask him if he has no feelings for his wife?"

Ye Xuechu didn't care about her sarcasm at all, and just curled his lips and said: "Yes, I am indeed not a serious customer of his. Strictly speaking, Zhilu and I not only had a two-year relationship before, but we were also high school classmates. After a while, I became my roommate. If Grandpa Lu hadn’t stopped him, he would have gone to study in the UK with me after the college entrance examination. So, even if we broke up, we still have such a deep relationship. Nanchu, I am still like that In short, divorce as soon as possible, it will be good for you, him and me."

"Yes, yes, your relationship was so good and deep. Now you are not just a mistress."

After saying this, Nan Chu immediately cut off the phone call without giving the other party a chance to fight back.

She looked at the call record and found it very eye-catching, so she blocked the person named Ye in a fit of anger.

Hey, I was a high school classmate and roommate, and we were going to study abroad together back then!

Bai Yueguang's buffs are all stacked up, what's the use?

It’s not like I haven’t married her yet!

But when she realized that she was jealous, she felt ridiculous.

Why did she want to vent her anger on Ye Xuechu?

This bitch man has a lot of exes. If she were so angry with everyone, wouldn't she be pissed to death?

Moreover, that was Lu Zhilu's past... Others were a little confused, but some of the things they said were very simple.

For example, he said: There is no point in worrying about the past. Everyone has a past. The past cannot be changed. Even if you care about it, you are just causing trouble for yourself.

He took a few condoms from the bedside, mistook them for Lu Zhilu's face, and pricked them again with a needle.

If you still don’t win the lottery, there must be something wrong with Lu Zhilu!

When Lu Zhilu came back from the bathroom, Nan Chu thought about it again and again, and finally confessed to him.

"Ye Xuechu called you just now, and I answered it for you. She provoked me, and I couldn't help scolding her, and then..."

Lu Zhilu: "Then what?"

"Then... then I shook her hand and blocked her."

After saying that, she felt a little guilty.

After all, Ye Xuechu is his big customer, and it is always not good to offend a big customer.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhilu's reaction was very indifferent. He just nodded and didn't look angry at all.

Instead, he asked her: "Why did she provoke you to make you so angry?"

Nan Chu was a little surprised, "She, she said that you have a very good relationship with her. Not only did you talk to her, but you were also a high school classmate, and you were also your deskmate for a while. If Grandpa Lu hadn't stopped you, you would have gone with her after the college entrance examination. Studying in the UK.”

Lu Zhilu did not deny it, only said: "It's all about Chen Zhizhi and rotten millet. If she didn't mention it, I would have almost forgotten it."

It seemed that what Ye Xuechu said was true.

Nan Chu's heart was tingling, "You used to like her very much, right?"