Stop chasing me!Lu Yingdi

That's the good thing, you know how to measure everything. "

For some reason, Lu Wenkang felt uncomfortable hearing the tone, and frowned: "What do you mean?"

Duan Shu also raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled: "It's nothing, I wish you a happy visit, look, the elevator is here."

Lu Wenkang snorted and got on the elevator.

I don't know why, but his right eye kept twitching when he got up this morning, and he always felt very irritable.

When he reached the VIP floor, Lu Wenkang saw a familiar figure walking out of his father's ward.

"Lu Junyao, why are you here?"

Lu Junyao was dressed in a suit and was meticulous and dignified. He just stood casually, showing his dignity.

Lu Wenkang didn't care about anything else, he just asked: "Why are you here, why didn't I know you were here?"

In the past, Lu Junyao would never visit his grandfather alone, and Lu Wenkang was always by his side. If Lu Wenkang was not by his side, he would send a trusted subordinate to follow him.And this time when Lu Junyao came to the hospital, no one even informed him that something went wrong, and Lu Wenkang had a bad premonition.

Lu Junyao smiled perfunctorily, "You didn't run this hospital, why should I inform you when I came to visit my grandfather?"

Lu Wenkang shouted without confidence: "Isn't it because you are ignorant and will quarrel with grandpa?"

Lu Junyao sneered: "Really, I thought it was something you were afraid of letting Grandpa know."

Lu Wenkang suddenly became serious, pretending like a pig with his nose inserted: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Lu Junyao said lightly, "Just kidding."

Lu Wenkang watched him walk past him, and said coldly, "Listen to uncle, don't do unnecessary things."

"I didn't do anything." When Lu Junyao rubbed shoulders with him, he tilted his head and said in a low voice, "Uncle, what are you panicking about?"

Lu Wenkang watched Lu Junyao walk away with nervousness, only to realize that he was sweating coldly on his forehead.

Underground Parking Lot.

Duan Shu also leaned on the car, browsed the emails on the phone, and then replied one and sent it.

"Tsk, Lu Junyao, Lu Junyao, don't give me such a good show."

He sighed to himself, and turned off the reminder message that popped up on the screen:

[The email has been sent, To: Lu Liangping]

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