Do you like to eat it?

Xiao Liu wanted to explain further, but was stopped by Lu Xiuyuan with a wave of his hand.

Lu Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes and glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, then at the thermos bucket on the desk, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled at Xiao Liu: "I appreciate your kindness, but I don't like chicken soup. Take these and distribute them to Xiao Chen and the others."

Xiao Liu stared blankly at Lu Xiuyuan's smiling face, and the tense nerves in her mind finally relaxed. She pulled the corners of her mouth reluctantly, only to realize that her palms were covered with sweat.

"Okay, okay." Xiao Liu didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly packed the opened thermos, stuttering in panic, "Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, for disturbing you."

After all, he turned around and left.

"Liu Liu."

Xiao Liu stopped.

She swallowed subconsciously, her heart almost jumped out of her throat, and she turned back tremblingly.

I saw Lu Xiuyuan's gaze returned to the computer screen. His cuffs were rolled up, revealing his handsome wrists. His fingers were long and slender, and the phalanges were distinct. The picture of typing on the keyboard was very pleasing to the eye.

After a while, he opened his lips and said, "What's your full name?"

"Liu Yu..."

"From tomorrow onwards, you won't come here." Lu Xiuyuan said with a calm expression, as if he was describing an insignificant matter, "Is Xiao Chen outside? Tell him what I mean, he knows what to do. "

Xiao Liu froze again.

She couldn't believe her ears. She was shocked, unbelievable, and panicked like never before. She never thought that Mr. Lu, who was known by everyone as kind and friendly, would be so ruthless.

She just brought a bucket of chicken soup...

And this bucket of chicken soup was not sent by her mother at all, but she hurried home to cook it while going out in the afternoon, and rushed home after get off work to pack it up.

Even if Boss Lu doesn't accept her kindness, there's no need for her to resign...

The more Xiao Liu thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, the emotions that she had finally suppressed surged up overwhelmingly again, she blinked her red eyes, and tears of disappointment rushed out.

"Why?" She asked in a crying voice, "Boss Lu, why?"

Lu Xiuyuan chuckled: "Xiao Chen will explain to you."

Although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, the smile couldn't reach his eyes, and he felt cold no matter how he looked at it.

In just half a minute, Xiao Liu had already cried so much that her face was covered with tears. Her scalp was numb from Lu Xiuyuan's chilling gaze, and she dared not say anything more. out of the office.

Lu Xiuyuan rubbed his sore temples and decided to continue working.

At 11:30 in the evening, he finished work and drove from the company to a nearby apartment.

There are countless properties under his name. There are nearly ten high-end apartments in this city alone, which are distributed in various locations in the urban area.

For the convenience of living, Lu Xiuyuan asked the housekeeper of the Lu family to decorate all the houses in a certain style for him, and equip each house with the same amount of laundry and daily necessities. Every two or three days, an aunt would come to clean the house regularly and Replenish food in the refrigerator.

Therefore, even though Lu Xiuyuan hadn't been here for a long time, the apartment was still kept clean and orderly, with plenty of food in the refrigerator, and it didn't look like it had been unoccupied for a long time.

However, no matter how well the place is managed, when Lu Xiuyuan opened the door and stepped into the room, he still smelled a cool atmosphere.

No one's apartment.

It was too quiet.

It seems that if he makes a little loud noise, it will disturb the neighbors who live next door.

Fortunately, Lu Xiuyuan has been used to this kind of atmosphere since he was a child. He numbly returned to the bedroom to take a shower, changed into black pajamas, and then went straight to the study on the second floor.

The apartment is in the form of a loft. The second floor is not big, and the study room is relatively small. Except for the French windows, the three walls are decorated as bookcases, which are filled with dense books.

Lu Xiuyuan walked to the desk and opened the top drawer on the left.

Sure enough, he saw a document bound into a book—it seemed that Xiao Chen guessed that he would live here tonight.

He sat on the chair, slowly opened the document in front of him, and saw a detailed introduction about Chu Yang on the first page.

This document is thicker than Lu Xiuyuan imagined, and it may investigate Chu Yang's previous living conditions, and even the reasons why he became ill like this.

Lu Xiuyuan lowered his eyes quietly, and his eyes fell on a colorful group photo at the bottom of the first page.

"Class three and four..." He murmured softly, then chuckled, "You're only 19 years old, so you're still so young."

He is already 27 years old.

Ben San was eight years older than Chu Yang.

Lu Xiuyuan's gaze only scanned the photo lightly, and found Chu Yang who was standing on the far right in the last row.

Chu Yang was not short in high school, he was a head taller than the two people next to him.

Moreover, Chu Yang's classmates are really not good-looking. Although they tried their best to gain more presence in front of the camera, Lu Xiuyuan still noticed Chu Yang at a glance.

Chu Yang stood in the corner.

His chin was slightly retracted, and he looked down at the ground. His cold white skin seemed to be shining under the sunlight. He seemed to be immersed in his own small world, and he was out of tune with the smiling classmates around him.

Such Chu Yang is so well-behaved that it makes people feel distressed.

For some reason, Lu Xiuyuan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, as if his breath was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

Although it doesn't have much impact, the diaphragm should be panicked.

His face was a bit ugly, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and rubbed his thumb back and forth on the footer of the first page for a long time, but finally he didn't have the strength to turn to the second page.

So he closed the file with a snap.

Then he picked up his phone and clicked into the wechat chat box between him and Chu Yang.

"Little friend, I didn't look through your **."

He was talking to himself, Chu Yang's bright eyes appeared in his mind, and gradually overlapped with a certain pair of eyes deep in his memory.

The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became bitter, "Who doesn't have some secrets that they don't want others to know."

Chu Yang worked all day with a tangled mood, and wanted to contact Lu Xiuyuan after returning to the dormitory at night to ask about the cake.

Unexpectedly, when he got off the bus and walked to the gate of the school, he happened to meet Pang Yan who got off an off-road vehicle.

Although Chu Yang didn't know the brand of that car, but based on the shape of the car and the movements of many passers-by turning around, he could guess that the price of that car must not be cheap.

Pang Yan didn't mean to be low-key at all, and got out of the car generously, then went around the front of the car to the window of the driver's seat, stuck his head into the half-open window, and kissed the woman driving on the face.

The woman burst into joy immediately, and couldn't help reaching out to grab the back of Pang Yan's head, and put her lips up on the spot.

So the two lingered as if no one else was around.

Since Chu Yang was facing the driver's seat of that car, from his angle, he could see the scene of Pang Yan kissing that woman very clearly.

to be frank……

A little hot on the eyes.

It's not that Pang Yanchang is average, but that the woman seems to be quite old. Although she wears delicate makeup on her face and looks young in her clothes, when her face and Pang Yan's face are put together , the age difference can be clearly seen.

Chu Yang has never been in contact with these things, but he is not so stupid that he has never eaten pork or seen pigs run away. He remembered that Pang Yan had been standing on the balcony on the phone last night, and suddenly he was in a delicate mood.

While the two were kissing inseparably, Chu Yang ran away with oil on his feet.

As fast as flying.

Back in the dormitory, he put away his things as quickly as possible, rushed into the bathroom and took a simple cold shower, then put on his pajamas and lay down on the bed, the dormitory door was pushed open——Pang Yan came back.

Pang Yan was in a happy mood, humming as he walked.

Chu Yang knew that he would not lie, so in order to avoid being exposed, he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

It's just that it's still early, and he can't sleep.

While thinking wildly, his thoughts jumped to the picture of Pang Yan kissing that woman again. He didn't understand emotional matters. Even if he hadn't been hit by a brick before the second year of high school, he had never met a girl he liked.

But in Chu Yang's view, love has an age limit. His grandfather is eight years older than his grandmother and divorced. His grandfather is ten years older than his grandmother and divorced. His father is nine years older than his mother and divorced.

Perhaps the age difference is not a necessary factor for their divorce, but it has become a frame for Chu Yang's relationship.

If he could find a girlfriend, he hoped that the age difference between him and his girlfriend would be within three years, that the generation gap would be small, and that their thoughts would be easy to synchronize. They should not go their separate ways when encountering a little setback...

Thinking about it, Chu Yang's eyelids gradually became heavy.

Before long, he fell asleep.

He also completely forgot about contacting Lu Xiuyuan.

The next morning, Cen Yanbo showed up in Chu Yang's dormitory on time, saying that he was going out for a while, and sent Chu Yang to work on the way.

Along the way, Chu Yang was very silent.

After arriving at the destination, he said to Cen Yanbo: "Don't send me off in the future. I heard that your family lives far away. It would be a waste of time to come to school early in the morning to send me to work."

"..." Cen Yanbo was surprised, "No, how do you know..."

The next second, he realized that he almost slipped his tongue again, so he quickly shut his mouth.

Chu Yang lowered his eyebrows and said honestly, "Students staying in school during the holidays have to register with the guard auntie. When I went back yesterday afternoon, I checked the registration form, but I didn't see your name."

Cen Yanbo: "..."

He was shocked.

He always knew that Chu Yang was more sensitive, but he never thought that Chu Yang was so sensitive that he thought of running to look through the registration form.

Who said that Chu Yang was a fool in the class before?

Cen Yanbo wanted to pull those people out, beat them up hard, and let them spread false news!

"No, I..." Cen Yanbo wanted to explain.

Chu Yang shook his head: "I know you are kind enough to help me, and I am very grateful to you, but I don't want to cause trouble to you, and I don't want you to sympathize with me."

Cen Yanbo was dumbfounded.