The heroine's brother is salted fish online

Said to catch up on sleep, Lu Xiaolei still woke up in the evening, it was already the beginning of the lights, Lu Xiaomiao was called by Lu Yuanzhi to the restaurant for dinner, because Lu Xiaolei had been sleeping, no one came to call him, so he So I slept hungry until night.

I took my phone to check the time, and found a reminder that all the red envelopes have been collected, and several WeChat messages:

"Thank you, Master Lu."

"Young Master Lu is a good man."

This is the group he asked for from the old grandson of the demolition brigade before, and it is full of workers in the demolition case. A few people recorded the first-hand information about the old man He's injury at that time, and sent it to the group under the reminder of Lu Xiaolei During the day, Lu Xiaolei sent a red envelope to express his gratitude.

If the media is to be held accountable in the future, it must first be proven that the reports are not true.

Unexpectedly, this group of guys were honest and straightforward, and directly posted the originals of these videos.

Lu Xiaolei chuckled, and was about to go back, when he saw a verification message coming in, he clicked on it, and saw that the head was an ink-painted bamboo, slender and ethereal, with some ethereal air of immortality.

Tsk, there is a strong air of pretense.Lu Xiaolei commented.

The verification message is: Are you sober?

Know who it is without asking.

Lu Xiaolei instantly blackened his face and nodded his rejection.

I just replied a few words in the group, you deserve it, and the little red dot is here again.

This time it was: When will the coat be returned to me.

Lu Xiaolei continued clicking, and chatted with the demolition workers in the group about the details of the old man's injury.

Soon the little red dot reappeared: I actually don't mind discounting.

Lu Xiaolei was completely mad, and wanted to blacklist someone, but he slipped his hand and clicked "Accept".

He just wanted to chop off his hands.

When they regrouped and prepared to drag people into the blacklist, a message was sent over there:

"Don't you want to meet and chat with He Xiang?"

The outstretched hand stopped, Lu Xiaolei hesitated.

He Xiang, the culprit who single-handedly dominated this storm of public opinion, that famous reporter, the grandson of the old man He.

It was just in time, he just wanted to meet this person for a while.

Since the other party proposed to meet, Lu Xiaolei naturally wished for it.

Lu Xiaolei quickly typed a few words: "At noon the day after tomorrow, come out for lunch, I just want to bring someone to meet you."

After typing these few words, Lu Xiaolei threw the phone aside and prepared to go downstairs to find something.

Unexpectedly, the screen turned on again, Lu Xiaolei hesitated for a moment, but reached out to take it.

The few words that appeared on the screen instantly made Lu Xiaolei lose his appetite:

"But the coat still has to be returned."

This person did it on purpose. He deliberately brought up the fact that he drank himself to pieces, and he was making fun of him!

Lu Xiaolei, who was helpless about this matter, could only reply harshly:

"..."

"You're done, I've blacklisted you."

Back there soon:

"My pleasure."

"I'll fuck you!" Lu Xiaolei cursed at the phone and threw it into the corner.

"Ah Xiao, who are you chatting with? You smile so happily."

Chu Xiao, who finished typing with a smile, raised his head, looked at the woman in front of him, and said curiously: "Why does my aunt think she is happy? I often laugh too."

Fang Lu is 40 years old this year. She is well-maintained and has an open-minded personality. Her face looks like she is in her early thirties. She has a very comfortable temperament, which is a kind that only elderly women can have. Calm and calm.

"I watched you grow up since I was a child, and I still know a little about whether you are unhappy." Fang Lu picked up the black tea in front of her and took a sip, smiling softly.

"This time, thank you for helping us find Zifeng."

Chu Xiao looked down at the phone, and there was no reply to him. He probably dropped the phone in anger. He looked up at the woman, and smiled back: "Auntie, you are a little out of touch when you say that."

"Family, when you should thank you, you still have to thank you. You are not supposed to do this. Since it is a help, you should thank you." The way the woman smiled was somewhat similar to Chu Xiao.

When Song Zifeng was mentioned, the woman's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly: "This kid has been spoiled since he was a child, and he always acted recklessly. Yuan Shan and I were always worried that he would go astray."

She paused, and the smile on her face disappeared: "It's just that Yuan Shan left early, and I took over his company, so I can only rely on Fang's family with my children, so there are some things that I really can't do what I want."

Chu Xiao comforted: "Auntie, you don't have to blame yourself too much. Ah Feng is the youngest child in our family. He grew up with me since he was a child. Even if you don't tell me, I will take good care of Ah Feng."

Fang Lu was also worried when she mentioned this son: "This kid has settled down for a while since you came back. He didn't start a rock band any more. He went to cram school every day to prepare to go abroad, but last night he suddenly didn't Going home, that's why I'm so worried." Fang Lu was a little embarrassed when talking about her coming to find Mr. Fang in the middle of the night.

Chu smiled and said, "Aizi is eager, understandable."

It's really hard to imagine that the gentle and wise woman in front of me will have such a style of painting when she encounters the problem of her own son.

When he came to the old man's residence yesterday, this dignified woman was wiping her tears while begging old man Fang to find a way, no different from a little daughter-in-law who was bullied and came to her father to vent her anger.

"It's still your ability to find the intersection where Ah Feng was stopped by calling the surveillance so quickly. Fortunately, we went in time, otherwise we don't know what those gangsters will do to Ah Feng." Fang Lu mentioned This matter still has lingering fears, and after thinking about it, I feel something is wrong:

"But what's the origin of those gangsters, who dare to stop the car with the Fang family's military license plate?"

Chu Xiao looked down at the phone again, and after confirming that the other party would not return him at all, he sighed: "I will investigate the group of people who blocked Ah Feng on the road last night. Don't worry, auntie."

Fang Lu breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't talk about that bastard, how are you doing recently? I heard that my sister is already promoting your election?"

Chu Xiao put the black tea on his lips and paused: "Mom is still too anxious."

Fang Lu shook her head lightly: "Sister, she has always acted vigorously and decisively. Besides, her term of office is about to expire. It is not clear what will happen after that. Naturally, she wants to pave the way for you."

Chu Xiao glanced at Fang Lu, and suddenly smiled treacherously: "She has her own ideas, and I have my own."

Fang Lu was taken aback when he heard the words, and he couldn't help laughing angrily: "You brat, I won't speak for you if you offend her."

Chu Xiao also chuckled: "I would be a little sad if my aunt really did this."

His smile was three points pure and three points refreshing and three points handsome, and only one point was cunning that was difficult for outsiders to detect. Fang Lu suddenly had nothing to say.

She was helpless, but she could only stare at Chu and said with a smile: "You are used to pretending to be innocent and deceiving little girls with your face."

Chu Xiao didn't speak any more, just drank tea silently.