After being dressed as cannon fodder, I became popular by chasing the sea

Shen Qiu's eyes wandered, and his hairs exploded from fright.

The man in front of him looks a lot like Lu Fu, but he is not as frivolous as Lu Fu.

He is tall and straight, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, deep and handsome features, and a little more calm left by the years.

It is the handsomeness of thousands of Huaichun boys and girls who will shout "from now on, Ba Zongwen has face".

Even the last trace of luck in admitting the wrong person was wiped out.

Shen Qiu just wanted to shout: From now on, the nightmare has a face!

But this person was looking at him darkly and unfathomably at this moment.

Shen Qiu lowered his head to avoid Lu Yidong's gaze, and dared not speak.

Feeling Lu Yidong's calm and scrutinizing eyes, he gritted his teeth to lower his sense of presence and pretended to be dead.

After a while Shen Qiu raised his head and peeked at him, and saw Lu Yidong looking at Lu Fu displeased.

Finding that he didn't look at him anymore, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Fu came back to his senses suddenly, burning with anger, pointed at Shen Qiu: "Do you dare to say it again..."

As soon as he finished speaking, facing Shang Lu Yidong's dark pupils, the black pupils were like an endless abyss, filled with warnings, making people afraid to approach.

Lu Fu suddenly lost his breath and instinctively stopped speaking.

The atmosphere was stiff for two seconds, Lu Fu shrank his neck in fear, and habitually covered up: "I, I didn't say foul language, I won't do it next time."

Lu Yidong looked at him dissatisfied, and said in a low voice, "Don't embarrass the Lu family."

After Lu Fu heard it, his face turned red and white, and his eyes were full of sternness when he lowered his head.

He hated Lu Yidong the most for his aloof and contemptuous appearance.

As if my own existence was a disgrace to the Lu family and a stain on the Lu family, I repeatedly warned myself to pay attention to my words and deeds.

Obviously he is the grandson of the Lu family, so why should he oppress himself as an elder every day.

But no matter what aspect, he has no chance of winning against Shang Lu Yidong, he can only exhale slowly and suppress his anger.

After Lu Yidong finished speaking, he ignored him and took a deep look at Shen Qiu.

After all, he walked away without saying anything.

Shen Qiu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Lu Fu.

Lu Fu looked at this bizarre direction, and didn't react for a while.

Shen Qiu quickly cut through the mess: "You have also seen that I don't like you anymore, so don't pester me anymore."

After speaking, without giving a chance, he immediately turned around and left.

Lu Fu froze for a moment, wanted to ask more clearly, but suddenly remembered the way Lu Yidong looked at him just now.

Indifference comes with a hint of warning.

He knew exactly what kind of person his uncle was.

If this matter is false, Lu Yidong will definitely not let it go, and now he doesn't even deny it.

Does Shen Qiu really have any relationship with Lu Yidong?

He shivered, unconsciously a little afraid.

Clenching his fists and hesitating, he missed the best time to catch up.

After Lu Yidong beat Lu Fu, he left and walked forward. Just as he turned the corner, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

He turned his head and stopped, and saw Shen Qiu rubbing his nose in embarrassment: "Did you hear that just now?"

Shen Qiu took a deep breath: "I did this wrong. I was harassed by him and talked nonsense. I didn't want to offend you..."

"I invite you to dinner and apologize to you, okay?"

Lu Yidong lowered his head, saw Shen Qiu's apologetic smile, his eyes were sincere, and he squeezed his fingers a little awkwardly.

The white neck is slightly raised, and the graceful arc extends into the thick and soft coat.

He paused slightly, pulling back his wandering attention.

Shen Qiu's polite apology calmed down the originally slightly upset mood.

He looked at the seafood in Shen Qiu's hand, recalled the smell of barbecue a few days ago, and asked, "You cook it yourself?"

Shen Qiu was stunned for a moment: "Of course, you helped me just now, it's a thank you."

After all, he has no habit of owing favors to others.

Lu Yidong paused when he opened the door, but he didn't expect that he really agreed.

I heard Shen Qiu ask suspiciously: "Do I need to change my shoes when I enter the door?"

He coughed dryly, "Put the shoe on the left hand side."

He flipped through the wechat circle of friends he had just added, and there were pictures of food.

Wei Wei's mind was distracted, probably because Shen Qiu's cooking looked really delicious and tempting.

Shen Qiu skillfully put on the apron, was busy in the warm yellow kitchen, and hummed a song in a soft voice to herself.

It is quite different from the reputation of licking dogs in the circle.

Lu Yidong subconsciously stared at Moments, distracted by Shen Qiu's voice.

"By the way, do you eat seafood?" Shen Qiu asked while cleaning the razor clams.

"Ah."

"Any other taboos?"

"No."

Shen Qiu chuckled: "That's good."

Add cooking wine and shredded ginger into the water, blanch the razor clams, add seasoning millet and spicy oil to the cold pot, and slowly force out the aroma.

When the oil is hot, stir-fry the razor clam slowly over a low heat. The cleaned razor clam king is white and plump.

The dark soy sauce is colored, the starch water is thickened, and each razor clam is covered with a rich sauce.

Lu Yidong couldn't see what was cooked in the pot, but the salty, fresh and spicy taste that was exclusive to seafood had slowly dissipated, and he swallowed unconsciously.

There was also a hint of anticipation in the eyes looking at the kitchen.

Shen Qiu also conveniently fried baby vegetables with garlic and fried pork with sharp peppers.

The peppery aroma is so spicy that it hits the tip of the nose, making people sneeze when it is fragrant.

The minced garlic is also specially made by myself. Half of it is fried and the other half is raw. It is also seasoned with oyster sauce and abalone sauce, and poured on the baby cabbage to enhance the flavor and freshness.

Lu Yidong looked at him, with the scent lingering on the tip of his nose: "...you cook really well."

Shen Qiu's eyes lit up in an instant, and he smiled modestly: "You helped me, but you have to put in 120 points of effort."

The cooker hood in the kitchen was still rumbling, and the doorbell suddenly rang.

Lu Yidong opened the door, and one head squeezed in.

"Why didn't you reply me on WeChat?" Zhuo Yifan asked, shrugging his nose, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Why is it so delicious, no wonder you don't want to go out to eat!"

He lives next to Lu Yidong, and has been an old friend of Lu Yidong for many years, so he doesn't fear him.

Seeing Shen Qiu, he joked, "Yes."

"Don't talk too much." Lu Yidong frowned, and he introduced, "This is Zhuo Yifan, this is Shen Qiu...my friend"

He ignored Zhuo Yifan winking at him.

Zhuo Yifan turned to Shen Qiu, very familiar: "Did you make it? It smells so good." Blinking his eyes and pretending to be pitiful, "Can I have an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks?"

Shen Qiu looked at Lu Yidong in bewilderment, and signaled him to make the decision.

This obedient appearance pleased Lu Yidong, his expression moved slightly.

Turning his head to look coldly at Zhuo Yifan, he nodded.

"Dinner is ready!" Shen Qiu put the dishes on the table and took off his apron.

The three of them did not have the rule of not talking when eating, and chatted casually at the dinner table, which was very harmonious.

Zhuo Yifan picked up the rice and praised sincerely: "Your cooking skills are too good! What is this? It's so fresh!"

"Big Razor King, I dug it up this afternoon, it's relatively fresh."

Shen Qiu explained to Lu Yidong: "I went to catch the sea in the afternoon."

Lu Yidong nodded calmly.

Shen Qiu smiled embarrassingly, facing Lu Yidong's unconscious restraint.

A serious and serious person like Lu Yidong must not be interested in this kind of novelty.

Seeing that the two of them were eating happily, he immediately changed the subject of food.

I have to admit that Shen Qiu's craftsmanship is really good.

The spicy stir-fried razor clams were very good with the rice, Zhuo Yifan even made them round in the end, and ate them all up with the rice with the soup.

"You don't need to clean up, Auntie will come." Lu Yidong stopped him after the meal.

Shen Qiu nodded: "...Then I'm going to leave first? I'm really sorry today, and thank you too."

"It's okay." After eating enough, Lu Yidong's expression became much more relaxed, "You've already treated the guests, so it's a write-off."

When they left, Lu Yidong heard Zhuo Yifan reveal his true colors in an instant, yelling loudly.

"Be honest! When I first came in, I thought you were hiding in the golden house."

Lu Yidong reached out and rubbed his forehead, but didn't answer.

Zhuo Yifan made fun of himself, snorted coldly, and remained silent as if he had seen through something.

"Okay, I'm here to talk to you about something serious. The matter you asked me to investigate before has some clues."

Lu Yidong refocused his attention and motioned for him to continue.

Zhuo Yifan carefully considered his tone: "Yujia Company, which has been suppressing Shenghao Group, has Yu Jia's shares behind it."

Lu Yidong's expression turned cold, and he sneered: "Has Yu Shilian not given up yet?"

He rubbed his brows and said in a tired tone, "Did Lu Fu participate in it?"

Yu Shilian is Lu Fu's mother and the wife of Lu Yixia, the eldest brother of the Lu family.

This woman has a heart of snakes and scorpions, and her ambitions are not small. Of course, the Lu family wants her son to inherit such a large family business.

But just because she indirectly killed Lu Yixia, it was impossible for him to let her take over the family business again.

There is still a little bit of taking care of Lu Fu, which is already looking at the face of the eldest brother.

Zhuo Yifan pursed his lips: "I haven't found out how much Lu Fu knows..."

"Forget it, there's no need to investigate." Lu Yidong waved his hand to stop, a little disappointed, "She just wanted to take this opportunity to say that my management is not good, so that the board of directors can replace the position with his son."

"But it's true that the cash flow is not coming... Well," Zhuo Yifan looked at Lu Yidong's face, "didn't Lingtang leave you a legacy before he passed away?"

Lu Yidong sighed lightly: "The money..."

"I know that my aunt is afraid that you will be lonely and asks you to wait until you get married before inheriting. But now is a special situation, and the main thing is to get that share of equity to be confident."

"You can find someone to make an agreement to marry, and we will leave when the time comes."

What Zhuo Yifan said was not without reason.

Lu Yidong frowned and pondered for a while, but finally said nothing.

Zhuo Yifan deliberately calmed down the atmosphere, and joked: "However, a lonely old man like you, not to mention that there is no suitable candidate around, no one can bear your indifference, right?"

He looked at Zhuo Yifan and pointed to the door: "Go home when you're free."

"You really throw it away when you're done using it." Zhuo Yifan curled his lips, and reminded before going out, "Think about it carefully, I heard that some old directors are already dissatisfied with you, don't take advantage of the Yu family!"

Lu Yidong: "Go home."

Zhuo Yifan rubbed his chin, and half-jokingly said: "That young man just now is not bad, he is handsome, he can cook, he can go to the hall, he can go to the kitchen..."

Lu Yidong looked at him coldly, Zhuo Yifan shrugged and shrank his neck, and walked away tactfully.

Lu Yidong closed the door and sat silently on the sofa for a long time, until his aunt came to clean up and wash the dishes.

There was still a bit of chili oil fried by Shen Qiu carefully left on the plate, even if it was cold, it still exuded a fragrance.

When the aunt was washing the dishes, she couldn't help sighing: "What did Mr. Lu eat today, it smells so good."

The image of Shen Qiu cooking in an apron suddenly flashed in Lu Yidong's mind, his fingers slightly curled up: "...it's nothing, my friend did it."