Hearing these words, Lu Zexiao hooked his two index fingers unconsciously, and then exerted force like a tug-of-war.

Because he couldn't figure out what kind of relationship it was that allowed Feng Jian to borrow a private jet in his current state, he could only use this method to vent the emotions that he couldn't express in his heart.

...

Of course, the special assistant doesn't know about such questions, and the only one who can answer them is Kazami.

Leaving the parking lot, Lu Zexiao went back to the office alone. On this day, he pushed back the original work, leaving himself enough time to adjust his state.

A morning passed, and noon passed in a blink of an eye.

In the afternoon, the mobile phone Lu Zexiao held in his hand finally came into play, and he dialed Kazami's number.

Kazami was taking a nap, and answered the phone in a daze.

"Hey, who is it..."

Her murmuring voice was long and pleasant, and she was not affected by this wedding at all.

For Lu Zexiao, it was obviously a matter between two people, but he was the only one who bore the pain.

But he is very clear that these things are all self-inflicted, and the wedding is what he insisted on. He can bear the consequences, and he can't blame Feng Jian, who has already stated that he will not attend the wedding.

This call was to clarify the confusion, and he wanted to ask about the money.

In fact, Lu Zexiao didn't have any thoughts about money, but he just couldn't help but want to contact Feng Jian to find out about this matter. He still hasn't given up on himself, even if he can only listen to her voice more.

"What is the source of that money?"

Feng Jian was sleeping Shen, and didn't react for a while when he received the call, "What money?"

As soon as she finished asking the other party, there was a sudden silence on the other side, and such a break made her sober up a lot.

Fengjian immediately sat up from the bed, she was indeed calling from Lu Zexiao, and she was hurriedly talking about money on the other end of the phone.

"I borrowed a private jet from you to help others. That person left a sum of money, and most of it was to thank you for lending him a private jet. I know you are not short of money..."

"So you left them all?"

Feng Jian was interrupted by Lu Zexiao before he finished speaking.

When she wanted to talk again, Lu Zexiao's side had already prompted a busy tone, no matter how much she tried to call, Lu Zexiao's side didn't answer.

Feng Jian became anxious all of a sudden, afraid that he would misunderstand, and that he would also think that he was a greedy person like the special assistant.

She contacted the little brother who delivered the courier that day, but it was useless to contact the courier brother. He was only responsible for delivering the courier. Once the item was delivered, the whole task was over.

Feng Jian changed her clothes and went to Lu Zexiao's house, the address she sent it to.

She knocked on the door for more than ten minutes, but no one answered. The aunt just went out for something, and she received a call from the special assistant, saying that Lu Zexiao would not come back to live in the near future, and let the aunt arrange her own time. If Lu Zexiao Xiao will remind you in advance when you come back to live.

The aunt was too old to remember things, and when the special assistant contacted her, she didn't think of the fact that Lu Zexiao had a courier.

Faced with this situation, Feng Jian was very anxious, and she didn't want to be misunderstood by others as a greedy person.

Since the money that the man originally wanted to give to Lu Zexiao couldn't reach Lu Zexiao's hands, she would put it on the line first, and when Lu Zexiao received the courier, he would naturally know that she was not a greedy person.

The courier mails all have dates, so she can naturally prove her innocence.