[Rebirth] My junior confessed to me again

"Do you really think that I dare not touch you?" Han Tao rarely restrained his smile. Six years later, he began to feel that Lu Xiaolu had become uncontrollable.

"I don't dare to think of you as a kind person with a conscience, so I have written a suicide note before I come here. You should be able to imagine the content of the suicide note. Those contents are enough to ruin your reputation, ruin your life, and make Han Zhen hate you Forever." Lu Xiaolu spoke slowly, compared with Han Tao, he seemed calmer.

He hasn't learned anything else in these years, but he has thought a lot about how to deal with Han Tao.

With his current popularity, it is not as easy for Han Tao to move him as it was six years ago.

Now no matter what he does, he can cause an uproar on the Internet, not to mention his sudden accident and the exposure of his suicide note.

When it really came to that point, even with Han Tao's unrivaled ability, he couldn't suppress the enthusiasm of the whole people's discussion and the police's thorough investigation.

He can't afford to gamble.

"Lu Xiaolu, you really impress me." The contempt in Han Tao's eyes disappeared. In his eyes, Lu Xiaolu has always been a worthless little person.For such a person, his outstanding appearance will make his life more difficult.

They don't know how to adapt, and they don't know how to fight back. They are destined to be the weak in life.

The weak are insignificant in the eyes of the strong.

So when Han Tao learned that Lu Xiaolu would leave him a way ahead of time and learn how to fight back, his long-term contempt for him disappeared.

"Thank you for the compliment." Lu Xiaolu couldn't understand Han Tao. He had always looked down on him. Every time he met him, he would look at him like a trash. Now that his attitude suddenly changed, Lu Xiaolu felt uncertain. .

"I like your current state, keep it up, don't make me feel like bullying a fool." Han Tao was actually happy, his tired look disappeared, and he became high-spirited.

He took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa beside him.

For so many years, Lu Xiaolu has been trying to understand him a little bit more.The most clear thing about him is that Han Tao is very forgetful, he doesn't count the things on his body, and it's hard for him to find out what's more and what's missing.

Over the years, Deer Xiaolu picked up things he dropped on the ground twice, one time was a silver tie clip, and the other time was a square tie pin.

He never mentioned it afterwards, as if nothing had been dropped at all.

This time, Lu Xiaolu saw the cufflinks that had fallen from the cuffs of his suit. This cufflinks were exquisite, shaped like a crystal clear swan.Though it's the size of a button, it's studded with diamonds and sparkles in the lights, making it hard to miss.

It's a pity that its owner keeps his head held high and never looks to the ground.

Maybe this is the real rich people, no matter how gorgeous and expensive things are, they are not valued by them.

But these things are of great use to deer and deer.The meeting between him and Han Tao has always been done in secret, and the clubhouse will not disclose to anyone who they have received.Han Tao would not be so stupid as to expose his whereabouts.These years, even the paparazzi couldn't photograph them meeting each other. Lu Xiaolu had no chance to prove that he met Han Tao, nor did he have any chance to prove that Han Tao had ever coerced him.

But with these things, the things that Han Tao dropped, he has a chance to prove that he has been in contact with Han Tao!

He just needs to let Han Zhen see these things unintentionally, and his goal will be achieved.

The deer has long legs, stretched out its feet, and stepped on the cuff button.

Han Tao's assistant suddenly came to him with an urgent matter at work. A big entrepreneur like Han Tao should be so busy.

Lu Xiaolu took the opportunity to lift up the cufflinks with the toe of his shoes and hide them in his shoes.

His upper body remained motionless, and no one saw his abnormality.

Han Tao handled the business well, and then gently threatened Lu Xiaolu with a few words: "I have done my best, you have to think about it, you are still young, and you have been working hard these years. Because of such a trivial matter as feelings, your future will be ruined. Is it worth it."

Lu Xiaolu replied with a smile: "Uncle Han, is it worth it, I will figure it out, can you give me a few more days?"

Perhaps because the two have known each other for a long time, Han Tao's hostility towards Lu Xiaolu has also eased a lot.

He actually agreed to Lu Xiaolu's request: "Okay, I will give you a few more days. After a few days, we will still meet here. At that time, whether you choose to continue to fight against me or go away, please give me your time." I have an exact answer."

When Lu Xiaolu came out of the clubhouse, his tense nerves relaxed.He sat powerlessly on the back seat, silent without saying a word.

Da Tong tried to follow him when he went to the clubhouse.On the way, he was blocked by several off-road vehicles of the same model, and after holding him down for a few intersections, Da Tong lost him.

He always remembered Han Zhen's words, but he missed such a rare opportunity.

"Well, Xiaolu, where did you go just now?" Da Tong was several years older than Lu Xiaolu, after getting acquainted with Lu Xiaolu, Lu Xiaolu offered to let him call himself Xiaolu.As soon as the title was changed, the relationship between the two became cordial.

"I'm very tired now, let's go back to the hotel." Lu Xiaolu didn't answer his question, only let him drive home.

Da Tong drove the car to the intersection and stopped: "Little Lu, should we go back to the hotel where you live? Or to the hotel where the boss lives?"

Lu Xiaolu froze for a moment, he had long forgotten that he was still in the house.

"I think it's better to go back to the boss's hotel. In your current situation, it's not suitable for you to live alone." Da Tong finally managed to be clever, stepped on the gas pedal, and sent Lu Xiaolu back to the entrance of Han Zhen's hotel.

Han Zhen should be at the company this time. After Lu Xiaolu walked into the elevator, he bent down and took out the cufflink that hurt his feet from his shoe, and held it in his palm.

He got out of the elevator, and as soon as he reached the door, the door opened from the inside.Wearing an apron with a Mickey Mouse pattern on her body, Han Zhen welcomed him in with a smile.

Lu Xiaolu asked him in surprise, "Why are you back?"

Han Zhen: "I don't think you will eat well today, so I came back to monitor you."

"Why are you wearing an apron?" Lu Xiaolu asked him curiously.

"I'm cooking noodles for you, pasta, it will be ready soon, please sit and wait for a while," Han Zhen hurriedly returned to the kitchen.

Lu Xiaolu followed behind, seeing him paste a piece of homemade pasta on the refrigerator door, and walked over to compare it from time to time.Every step is done in strict accordance with the above, and I dare not be sloppy at all.

Cook a noodle, and make it as rigorous as an experiment.

There were dumped noodles in the trash can, Lu Xiaolu asked him, "Why did you dump it?"

"The first time was because the noodles were not cooked, and the second time was because too much salt was put in." Han Zhen didn't hide it either. He doesn't know how to cook, and failure is normal.

Lu Xiaolu was very moved in his heart, but he said: "It's really wasteful for you to make noodles. You pour more than you eat."

"It's normal to fail in an attempt. When I have more experience, this kind of thing won't happen again." Han Zhen chopped onion shreds one by one, without stopping for a moment.

Lu Xiaolu looked at him as if he was facing an enemy, and said, "Let me do it. You cut vegetables like performing an operation, and your movements are too slow."

"Don't try to take my credit, go out and wait." Han Zhen pushed Lu Xiaolu out.

He was the only one left in the kitchen. When cooking noodles, Han Zhen was afraid of adding too much salt, so he dared to add a small spoonful of salt to the hot pot. Salt seasoning is appropriate.

Next is the seasoning. He put onion shreds, chili shreds, green onion shreds, and garlic into the pan and sautéed them with hot oil until fragrant. Then he added the pasta for coloring and put it on a plate.

In the last step, he put a small piece of steak and a few broccoli next to the plate, and satisfactorily wiped off the oil stains around the plate with a napkin. It felt like that, and then brought it out in front of the deer deer.

Lu Xiaolu took a sip and praised: "It's delicious, Boss Han is really good, everything looks like that."

Embarrassed by the praise, Han Zhen scratched her head and went into the kitchen to tidy up.

Lu Xiaolu ate half of it, then remembered to ask: "Why don't you eat?"

"I just made one," Han Zhen said as he turned out of the kitchen.

"Huh? Why don't you make your own?"

"Not enough noodles."

"Hahahaha...", the two laughed at the same time. After Lu Xiaolu finished laughing, he picked up a pair of chopsticks and handed noodles to his mouth.

Han Zhen turned her head to one side: "I'm not hungry, you can eat, I ordered takeaway, it should be here soon."

Lu Xiaolu raised his hands still: "Hurry up, my hands are sore."

Only then did Han Zhen open his mouth to eat the noodles, and he did not forget to boast to himself after eating: "It's really delicious, even better than the chefs in the restaurant."

Lu Xiaolu not only did not tear down the stage, but catered to him: "Yes, this is the best pasta I have ever eaten in my life."

Han Zhen was dumbfounded, Lu Xiaolu was extremely abnormal these two days, it was as good as his soul was replaced by someone.

"Don't do this, it's scary." Han Zhen said silently.

"What's wrong?" Lu Xiaolu picked out noodles and fed them to his mouth.

Han Zhen ate the noodles before continuing to answer him: "I'm still used to the way you said before that I couldn't do without your loyal dog."

Lu Xiaolu chuckled: "Do you have a tendency to be abused? What kind of habit is this?"

"I feel more real like you. In my mind, you are..." Han Zhen suddenly stopped talking.

Lu Xiaolu laughed at himself, because he guessed what Han Zhen meant.

"In your mind, I'm just a scumbag who plays with emotions, right?" Lu Xiaolu spoke for him.

Han Zhen did not deny it. He had been paying close attention to Lu Xiaolu's expression, afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, so he reluctantly added: "I don't blame you for being a scumbag, but I am too cheap. I know you are a scumbag, but I still can't let you go. "

Lu Xiaolu didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a moment, and asked him, "Have you seen all the revelations about me on the Internet?"

"Don't look, I know better than anyone how scumbag you are."