Chapter 112: Introvert

"Xiaozhu, this is my son, Lu Yi, a prosecutor. Twenty-five years old this year, you don’t want to look at his fierce face. In fact, others are very good, very talkative. ."

Lu Yi sat still and did not refute Ye Shuyun's words.

Oh, he just had a fierce face, he was very good, he talked a lot and he was introverted.

Just, really?

He was uncomfortable with this, anyway what the **** said, so what if she said that even if he was a smiling tiger, he would only laugh idiotly, and he would not refute it.

"By the way, Lu Yi, this is Fang Zhu. You just call her Xiao Zhu. She is a university teacher and is 25 years old, the same age as you."

"Hello," Fang Zhu pushed his black-framed glasses over his nose, a black comb with a comb, wearing meticulously, even the clothes did not have any creases, no jewelry on the whole body , Old-fashioned, antique, but also like...

nun.

Lu Yi is obviously not a monk.

"Well, hello, it's nice to meet you," Lu Yi said a few words this time, but it was also on Ye Shuyun's face, lest his mother's face had no light.

Fang raised her neck again. She didn't squint, and she didn't know what she was looking at, but it was as if she was calculating something in her eyes, whether it was the family background of both parties, or her appearance, and future plans.

The Lu family is a well-known ancestor in the city, and its family has political and business families. However, no matter what line of business, the Lu family has achieved successes that others have not. They can marry the Lu family. How many women have the greatest wish in their lives and can’t achieve it. Wish.

The men of the Lu family are single-minded and serious. Although they do not understand sweet words, they are all loyal to their partners. In this society of material desires, whether it is a man’s heart or a woman’s heart, they are beginning to be given by this time. Spoiled.

What little three, little four, extramarital affairs, and so on are emerging. But no one has heard of which Lu family would do such a thing. Even Lu men's temperaments are too solitary and inaccessible. The average woman is afraid that she can't bear it, and she can't afford it, because it's too hard to chew.

But for Fang Zhu, this Lu Yizhi is a good marriage partner. The two of them have the same career. There shouldn't be too many problems when they get along with each other, and they both have their own careers. Will interfere with each other. Furthermore, she is about the same age and the same experience, and she is most satisfied with this.

In the end, Lu Yi's looks are good. For the quality of the next generation, finding a good-looking one is better than finding an ugly one.

She pushed her black eyeglasses again and saw Lu Yi as if it was an item to be evaluated, but it was indeed satisfactory, and her such a look made Lu Yi feel uncomfortable.

He is not a goods, nor an article, he is a person, he has not been sold to the point where others want to valuation.

Although he is not expensive, but the people are not cheap.

"Mom, I still have something to go. Go ahead," he stood up, inserting one hand in his trouser pocket. Every move, and all had good tutoring.

Like aristocratic gentlemen in England, they also have the enthusiasm of ancient warriors.

"Sit down," Ye Shuyun lowered his face. "Xiaozhu just came to our house. You are the master, so don't you want to entertain yourself?"

Lu Yi took a deep breath, and could only sit down again. Of course, Ye Shuyun was also an excuse to leave the space for two young people.

"Hello, Lao Lu?" As soon as she went outside, she called her husband.

"I tell you, I found you a nice daughter-in-law, a university teacher, as old as our son, with a good temperament, and a person who has knowledge, and is very suitable for our son. If we can get married this year, our family can do it next year. Embrace the grandson..."

She said that she was showing off with her husband from time to time, but she didn't know that at this time, the two little young people in it, basically, had no language.

Fang Zhu pushed the black-framed glasses on her face again. Near-700 degrees of myopia is a proof of her rich knowledge and a carrier of her years of reading.

"What is Mr. Lu's job?"

"Prosecutor." Lu Yi answered lightly.

"What is Mr. Lu's hobby?" Fang Zhu asked again.

"Work," Lu Yi said like an endorsement. Yes, he just likes work, and his favorite is work. What other hobbies he wants to say, he really doesn't.

"Coincidentally, me too."

Fang Zhu put his hands on his legs and his face was calm. It was not like being around objects, but like teaching students.

"Lu Shengxian, what do you think of the future?" she asked again.

"Later..." Lu Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. He was only now. As for the future, who knows, he doesn't know how to answer. It just happens that Fang Zhu raised his chin again, and he didn't need to answer. Because she has said it for herself.

"I am currently busy, and you think you are too. Now is the best time for our career to rise. I am ready to have a baby after the age of thirty. I will also have plans for the future of the child. Either he will join the army or he will be a teacher. Mr. Lu, what do you think?"

She is asking, but what does it mean to ask, it is obvious that it has been arranged, when to get married, when to have a child, and even the child's future occupation, are arranged accordingly.

Of course, she is really satisfied with Lu Yi's, whether it is from work, appearance, or height, can be taken out, not to mention, Lu Yi's origin is indeed a rich man.

"Even if we get married in the future, I will continue to work. As you know, work is not just a source of income for a woman. Of course, this is also a woman's ambition and a place to realize her value. ."

Fang Zhu continued to say that the answers were straightforward, clear and clear, and she dialed her hair again, and the obsessive-compulsive disorder had to mess with her hair.

What Lu Yi can say, as for Fang Zhu, what does she want, that is her business, they are now blunt, that is, a stranger who met, as for what will happen in the future, who knows?

But no matter what, he was sure that he had no interest in the woman like a nun in front of him.

However, obviously, his mother did not think so. When Fang Zhu left, Ye Shuyun had to pull his son.

"Lu Yi, you tell your mother, how do you feel about Xiaozhu?"

"Yeah," Lu Yi responded lightly. He pinched his eyebrows again. He had a headache. He wanted to rest. He was really tired. He was busy for two days and two nights without closing his eyes.