The phone rang round after round. Every time he saw the number, he didn't answer it directly.

Outside the window, the night is deep.

He frowned, took his cell phone and dialed her number.

She answered, and seemed to smell the smell of wine from her across the microphone: "hello."

"Are you drinking?"

"Who are you? Oh, I remember, President Lu Da - burp - what are you looking for me for?"

Lu Shaoqiu's eyebrows were colder and darker: "report the address!"

Qingyao smiled at the other end: "I won't report. Aren't you powerful? Find it yourself! Check it! Someone came to catch me back!"

Lu Shaoqiu gritted his teeth: "cloud is clear and remote!"

As a result, yunqingyao on the other end didn't listen to his threat at all. After a sentence with a simple and angry smile, his mobile phone hung up.

Lu Shaoqiu listened to the beep at the other end and wanted to hit her cell phone directly on her head.

She was so disgusted that Lu Shaoqiu pondered for a few minutes, but still suppressed her temper and let her go.

She should have no accident in Penang.

What's more, with her hot temper and skill, the men in the bar can't get close to her at all.

He went back to the bedroom to take a bath.

After washing, I can't go to bed in a peaceful mood.

He entered the study and opened a notebook to work.

It has been a long cherished wish for many years to get the shares of Songmen group held by the Xu family. It has reached the most critical last moment.

Although the Songmen group has already been thoroughly exposed, it will only be more beneficial and harmless for him to do his work foolproof.

Qingyao never came back. LAN Siyi guessed that Lu Shaoqiu couldn't sleep.

Walking out with light hands and feet, the light in the study was on as expected.

She first opened the door of the master bedroom, which was empty.

He came to the study again, raised his hand and knocked at the door to get a response from the inside.

He pushed the door open, smiled and asked him, "Mr. Lu, you haven't slept so late. Do you need me to prepare some snacks for you?"

Lu Shaoqiu looked up from the computer screen and pondered for a few seconds: "you don't have to make a midnight snack. You can make some sober soup."

LAN Siyi quickly responded, "Oh, OK, Mr. Lu."

The door was gently opened by LAN Siyi. Lu Shaoqiu looked at the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen.

It's one o'clock in the morning.

He picked up his cell phone again and was ready to dial Yao's number.

There was a noise at the gate outside.

Then LAN Siyi's voice said, "miss Qingyao, are you back?"

Lu Shaoqiu didn't expect that he would be so urgent.

Almost hearing a sound at the door, he immediately got up and strode out to open the door.

Qingyao, whose eyes are hazy, is being helped in by a young boy.

The boy is dressed like Qingyuan.

Wash, cut and blow yellow hair, black leather clothes and leather pants, nondescript kill Matt style.

Lu Shaoqiu's handsome face was extremely cold.

He walked slowly over.

Pull Qingyuan from the boy's hand.

The boy looked up and saw the man who was too much taller than himself. He swallowed his saliva, but soon recovered his meaningless expression: "who are you? Yao'er's father?"

It's like pretending to be mature and forced. It's just like an exaggerated leg shaking action with a real street gangster.

Yao'er? My dad?

Without pity, Lu Shaoqiu threw Qingyao to LAN Siyi behind him.

He turned around, picked up the back collar of the boy who killed Matt, and threw it out of the door as easily as a chicken. The little boy Baba shouted: "uncle, why do you look so ferocious? Yao'er and I are in a high rebellious period at this age. After drinking a little wine, you will turn black. I tell you, the more you manage Huang Shiren, the more presumptuous we will be --"

Lu Shaoqiu threw him at the door and put his long arm against the door: "listen, boy, your remote son is already a married woman in his thirties. The children are crawling around and calling for their mother! I didn't hit you today because I think you are a minor. If you are an adult, you can't beat you away today. You want to rebel? Polish your cover first! Get out!"

Then he disdained to see his pale little tender face and slammed the door shut.

LAN Siyi quickly helped Qingyao, who was drunk and confused, to flee the battlefield.

The wind and waves, can hide for a second is a second~

Help Qingyao into the bedroom, put him flat on the bed and take off his shoes.

He went out to the kitchen and brought her sober soup.

When she comes to the door with sobering soup.

Seeing Lu Shaoqiu taking off his coat for Qingyao, he picked up the quilt and covered it for her.

Gentle movement.

It's very different from when you bluffed that little underage just now.

LAN Siyi was a little confused for a moment.

But seeing that he was not angry, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Light step in, put the tray on the bedside table, pick up honey sobering tea, and are ready to hold Qingyao to drink.

Lu Shaoqiu has held Qingyao's upper body in his arms by the bed. His voice is calm: "give me the soup, I'll drink it, and you go to rest."

"OK." Lan Siyi handed him the soup, turned out of the room and gently closed the door.

Returning to his room, he was still worried that Lu Shaoqiu would not attack again after Qingyao drank sober soup?

No matter how worried you are, you can only know the result tomorrow morning, sigh and sleep.

These two masters are also enemies!

Lu Shaoqiu fed the sobering soup, held her for a long time, and then put her back flat.

Then he got up and walked out of the balcony.

Facing the dark sky, light a cigarette and look out from the railing.

Qingyao opened his eyes slowly in bed and looked at his back on the balcony. The bottom of his eyes was clear and drunk.

She thought he would be furious if she did so.

She just found a chance to have a big quarrel with him until it broke up.

Who knows, he only chased away the little minor, said nothing and lost his temper.

Even take good care of her.

Just now, she clearly heard a heavy sigh from him.

The sigh made her heart sour and astringent.

But what can he change.

He is so ambitious that she is not qualified to support his ambition.

Forced to stay, it will only become his fetter and his joke.

She is not afraid of others laughing, but she is afraid that she will become his weakness.

Holding the quilt, she stared at his back, full of sadness and melancholy.

In the dark morning, his figure, far away, thin and lonely, stood.

He looked at the night sky, Qing looked at him in the distance, under the night sky as deep as a black gem, until late at night

*********

Hope house, early morning.

Under the luxurious and complicated crystal lamp and beside the European Court table, Lu Xiaoya, who is eating breakfast gracefully, is in a good mood.

He woke up at more than four in the morning, got up and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

At a quarter past five, Lu Shaoqiu came back.

Eat with her.

There were only mother and son sitting at the long and wide table, but there were many kinds of breakfast on the table.

Both Chinese and western.

Lu Shaoqiu only ate a fried egg and a bowl of lean meat porridge, so he put down his chopsticks.

Lu Xiaoya looked at the beautiful spring outside the window and sighed: "after that, my son can finally see the light again."

Lu Shaoqiu took a sip of mineral water and smiled: "my son has always lived in the light."

Lu Xiaoya stared at him with satisfaction and smiled: "you know what I'm talking about. After the shareholders' meeting, you can move back to the guest house. In the future, our mother and I will have breakfast and dinner together every day. Like you when you were a child, I can see you when you eat and sleep. I don't have to avoid people's eyes and ears. I can come back in the middle of the night..."

Speaking of this, Lu Xiaoya choked.

"Mom, it's all right now." Lu Shaoqiu put down the water bottle and frowned to appease.

"Mom knows that she always believes in you. Mom waits day and night just to wait until this day. Since you were young, mom always knows that you won't let me down. My life has been a failure. I put everything in my life and your grandmother's family on the heartless man and the bitch of Dongfang Bing, and finally lost."

Lu Shaoqiu locked his sword eyebrows, took the water bottle again and took another sip.

"Shaoqiu, you remember, you are the rightful heir of the Song family. Dongfang Bing is the sinner who destroys our family, and the sinner should be punished. Now, it's finally time for her to repay. I want to see with my own eyes how she walked into the Song family with a high attitude and smile, and now how she rolled out of our home with blood and tears!"

Lu Shaoqiu continued to drink water.

The scene 23 years ago seems to be right now.

On the roof of the third floor of the song house, the north wind in winter is ringing in my ears. Although Lu Shaoqiu is only six years old, I also know why her mother Lu Xiaoya pulled herself here.

The wind is like a knife. It stings on your face.

Lu Xiaoya's desperate deformed face.

Her voice seemed broken.

"... song Qizheng, I don't agree to divorce. I'll never agree. You want to drive me away and let that cheap woman come in and occupy the home I manage with all my heart. You dream that you die. If you force me again, I'll jump down from here with your son and die in front of you. I want the world to see that song Qizheng is a dressed animal. You abandon all the time, You are irresponsible... "

Later, how did it fall.

How did you survive.

Lu Shaoqiu didn't dare to recall those broken pictures later. He tried his best to restrain himself from burying them. He did it. He didn't think of them for years afterwards.

Later, he lived in the expectation of his mother Lu Xiaoya and in her revenge plan.

Later, he felt that he was born to live for revenge. He couldn't tell whether it was for his mother or himself. It seemed that his born mission was to seize the Song family and let Dongfang Bing's mother and son die!

"Shaoqiu!"

Lu Xiaoya saw that Lu Shaoqiu didn't respond to his words and called him several times in a row.

Lu Shaoqiu recovered and smiled at her: "you say."

Lu Xiaoya's eyes were burning: "have you decided on which day to convene the shareholders' meeting?"

"Well, almost."

"Well, well, then I'll rest assured. I can't help you with the group, but I've ordered housekeeper Shen to prepare all the information about your identity. If you're ready, we're ready. We only owe the east wind to the shareholders' meeting."