Chapter 378

Zhuang Jingrui has a headache. The child has no explanation.

"I'm very clear."

"Song Jin is Lu Nancheng's wife. The difference between you is more than 20 years old."

"Shaoyang, don't tell me about it."

“……”

Playing with eggs, there must be something.

Zhuang Jingrui did not explain more: "soon you will know the reason."

What's the difference between this and no explanation? Zhuang Shaoyang's heart is cold. He silently hangs up the phone. In his heart, the relationship between his uncle and Song Jin makes his heart miserable to death.

One side is relatives, the other side is brothers. How does he choose?

Zhuang Shaoyang didn't go back to the company, so he drove directly to Ikeno and went to drink in broad daylight.

Ikeno was not surprised to see him coming: "lost? Dumped by a woman? "

He shook his head. It was more painful than being dumped by a woman.

Zhuang Shaoyang himself went to the wine cabinet and took the wine. Then he sat down and drank in silence. He looked very pitiful, as if he was suffering.

Ikeno leaned over and pressed his head: "what's on your mind, I'll help you out."

"No, you can't."

"Oh, how do you know I can't do it without saying it?"

Zhuang Shaoyang thought of his uncle's words: "nothing, work pressure, irritable."

"Zhuang Shaoyang, you can't cheat people."

"Brother ye, I'm fine."

"If you don't have a problem, come here to drink in the daytime, just like your brother Cheng."

His eyes brightened: "brother Cheng also came to you to drink?"

"Well, the other day."

Play eggs, isn't City brother know?

He scratched his head, more and more uncomfortable, he is also a man, know what green hat means, but all the bloody men can't stand it.

Brother Cheng must know something to be so distressed.

"Brother ye, you call brother Cheng to drink together."

"Drink it yourself. He's busy."

"You can come in the evening."

His tall body directly back, lying on the wide sofa, Ikeno see him like that, want to kick two feet again.

Lu Nancheng felt strange today. First Shaoyang called him to drink in the daytime, and then Ikeno called him to drink in the evening. He didn't refuse and went straight to work.

Zhuang Shaoyang drank a lot. After sleeping with him, he couldn't get rid of him.

When Lu Nancheng came, he just got up and leaned on the sofa, shaking his hands to light a cigarette.

Ikeno saw him coming and threw a cigarette to him. He didn't smoke and put it on the table.

"No smoking?"

"Not for the time being."

"Oh, are you going to have children?"

Lu Nancheng nods, and Zhuang Shaoyang immediately looks over. Is brother Cheng and sister-in-law planning to have children? He was stunned and began to laugh.

"You have a good relationship."

Lu Nancheng said, "no more wine."

"Why are you here, drinking or smoking?"

"What do you call each other for?"

Ikeno smile, rough face with ruffian: "of course, is to find you to drink."

Lu Nancheng looks at Zhuang Shaoyang, but he feels guilty and doesn't dare to look at him. His mind is full of pictures of a private meeting between his sister-in-law and his uncle. He thinks he's going crazy and can't help telling brother Cheng.

"What happened to him?"

"I don't know. I came here early and went crazy. I drank and vomited. I was sleeping. I felt like I was hit hard."

Lu Nancheng glanced at him and recalled that he called himself today. It was abnormal, but he didn't think much and drank two drinks.

He and Ikeno sit together and talk low. Zhuang Shaoyang quietly looks at his back. The more he looks, the more uncomfortable he feels. He seems to be wearing a green hat on his head.

He can't say anything. He drinks fiercely. When their conversation is over, he also gets drunk and sleeps on the sofa.

Ikeno kicked him in the past and didn't respond.

"He'll stay with you in the evening."

"I can't live in such a big Buddha."

"If he goes back like this, I'm afraid the dealer is not happy."

"You take it back."

“……”

Lu Nancheng directly gets rid of the relationship, takes the car key and prepares to leave, leaving the person to him.

Song Jin was waiting for him at home, but she didn't come back. She thought that she was going to socialize again. She was in a happy mood and sat in front of the dressing mirror to protect her skin. Even if she was young and beautiful, there were fine lines in the corners of her eyes. She looked at her skin carefully, and with the growth of her age, it would soon become dull and rough.

She looked at her neck again and saw fine lines. No one could escape aging.

Song Jin knew that she was like this. If she admitted that she was su Yimu, many people would be surprised. More than 20 years later, she was still young.

She smiles in front of the mirror. When that day comes, she will be surprised.When Lu Nancheng came back, Song Jin was already lying on the bed with a book "the sweetheart of the president" in her hand. This is her recent hobby, reading novels.

The overbearing president in the book is similar to Lu Nancheng in appearance and character. As for the heroine, the book is full of cruelty and heartbreak. At the end, he wants to run away from him. At this time, the man suddenly realizes that he likes her.

She read with relish and felt that the head of the president in the book was caught by the door. She didn't even know what she liked.

Lu Nancheng sat on the bedside to take off his tie. He glanced at the cover of the book. He drew his mouth and frowned. He looked as usual.

"What are you looking at?"

"Novels are very popular on the Internet."

"Well, I have a lot of books in my study, too."

"I only like to see love and hate."

Song Jin tilted her lips and turned the page. The view of love in the book simply destroyed the three views. If you don't love me, you will break your wings and tie them to your side forever. You can't go anywhere if you are imprisoned.

"Lunan City, are the rich people more possessive?"

"What do you want to say?"

"I'm just curious."

"Divide people."

"If I don't love you, will you tie me up?"

Lu Nancheng touched his chin and his eyes brightened: "I will make you into a specimen and hang it in my room to enjoy it day and night."

"Come on, when I don't say anything."

Song Jin immediately closes the book, presses it under the pillow, pulls the quilt and lies down. It's terrible. She never thought Lu Nancheng was so dark inside that she wanted to make her a specimen. She should never offend him in the future.

"What's the matter?"

"Good night, broken sleep."

"Scared?"

"Oh, people who have experienced life and death, will they be afraid?"

Her small head is exposed outside. Lu Nancheng touches her soft black hair and smiles. Is the little thing scared?

He couldn't put it down and touched again. He tucked in the quilt for her, pulled out the book that she had pressed under the pillow, and opened the first page of the restricted picture. He frowned and then opened several pages.

When he goes to bed at night, his head is full of the man's magic words: woman, you are playing with fire, you know?