Chapter 140

"Young master, I have a question. I don't know whether to ask or not." Zhao shu hesitated for a moment, but finally he couldn't restrain his curiosity and wanted to probe into his words.

Lu Zhengnan pulled the corners of his mouth and rebuked him slightly: "do you want me to do multiple choice questions?"

His words make zhao shu startled out of a cold sweat, quickly denied: "no!"

"Say it His language is concise, with indescribable dignity.

"Are you doing this because of your little grandmother?" Zhao shu asked carefully, always observing each other's expression, ready to resist the anger of thunder.

Lu Zhengnan's firm three-dimensional facial contour, in the bright light, appears particularly deep. Under the seemingly calm appearance, as if hidden waves, giving people a feeling of indescribable unknown, it is really hard to think about.

He didn't speak for a long time. His lips were slightly crooked, showing a faint smile, which was even more profound.

Zhao shu saw that he never said a word, nor dare to continue to ask, turned to the door. Before he went out, he looked back and found that the man's resolute face was lightly stained with tenderness.

After the storm in the morning, Tang Mengyu adjusted his mind, no longer to think about those who did not have, just concentrated on the work.

After work, she did not dare to delay for a moment, directly took the car to Liu Haoming's office.

She handed a small sealed bag to Liu Haoming, pursed her lips and said in a complicated way, "this is Zhengnan's hair."

Liu Haoming didn't take things over immediately. Instead, he kept his eyes on her and asked in a deep voice, "have you thought about it?"

"Not yet." She twisted her eyebrows and shook her head, the corner of her mouth pressed, the clouds spread in the fundus of her eyes, "wait for the results to come out again."

These days, her heart is in a mess. She can't figure out what to do. She only knows that she doesn't want to make Lu Zhengnan sad, and she doesn't want to spare the intruder. However, judging from the current situation, it seems that it is difficult to find a solution to both problems.

More than anyone else, she wanted to know the answer.

"Good." Liu Haoming said no more and put the sealed bag away.

She was silent for a few seconds. Her lip was bit white by her teeth. She told him again, "please keep it secret. No one can know."

Liu Haoming looked at her serious face and wanted to enliven the atmosphere. He joked with her: "it's a pity that you are not a detective."

"If I want to be Sherlock Holmes, I must invite you to be that Watson." She was joking with each other, with a dull, even insipid expression on her face.

Liu Haoming knew that she was in a bad mood, and could not recover for a while. He no longer tried to tease the poor with her, so he took the initiative to let her go back.

After leaving the hospital, she went directly to the massage clinic of traditional Chinese medicine and continued to learn massage techniques and acupuncture therapy from Mr. Hu.

As usual, she studied very seriously, but her beautiful brow was always frowning, and she was in a bad mood. Besides, she seldom talks except when necessary.

Hu observed her for a long time and felt that her performance was strange.

In the past, this apprentice always asked questions about things in her work and life, but today she seldom talks and seems to have a heavy heart.

According to his understanding, since the last time, the people of the Tang family should not have harassed her, nor have they heard her say that there is anything wrong with her work.

Is she worried about her husband's health?

Thinking of this, Mr. Hu patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "as long as you insist on physical therapy, your husband's leg will be OK."

She is tiny jaw head, pure beautiful face, dye shallow melancholy color, whisper: "I know."

With these words, she lowered her eyes, staring at her toes, as if her thoughts floated into the distance.

"Mengyu, do you have something on your mind?" Mr. Hu asked with concern.

She was afraid of Mr. Hu's worry. She shook her head, squeezed out a smile and replied, "nothing."

"By the way, I've got someone to pay attention to the cornea, and I'll tell you if there's any news." Mr. Hu added.

"Thank you, Miss Hu!" She said cleverly.

Mr. Hu's words reminded her that Lu Zhengqing had helped a lot about cornea. He should have been very grateful.

The most important thing is that she still wants to ask the other party again and can't tell Lu Zhengnan about this.

She quickly walked out of the clinic, took out her mobile phone, turned to Lu Zhengqing's number and dialed it directly.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is off..." From the receiver came the woman's cold voice.

Strange, in broad daylight, what does Lu Zhengqing shut down?

On second thought, it seems that I haven't seen him at home these two days. What is Lu Zhengqing busy with?

She pondered for a moment, but did not come up with a reason.

After dinner, Tang Mengyu returned to the study with landing in the south.

She pushed the man's wheelchair to the sofa and said softly, "Zhengnan, can I massage your legs for you?"

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