Chapter 212

The announcement was like a bolt from the blue, hitting Yan Weizheng's head.

Yan Wei Zheng looked at her and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Lu Xiaolai's clear eyes are shining with firm light, and he looks at Yan Weizheng without showing weakness.

The room was filled with the smell of curry. Lu Xiaolai was full. He picked up the leftovers and went to the door to open it.

"I think I've made it clear enough. If you don't have any problems, you can go out and help me to take the meal out. Thank you."

Yan Wei Zheng came to her and took the leftovers from her hand. He suddenly said, "you..."

"I'm fine. Besides, thank you for your advice."

"I hope you can remember what I said."

"OK, I've got it."

Yan Weizheng nodded and walked out of the door.

Lu Xiaolai slammed the door and fell into the reclining chair, swinging comfortably to rest.

Outside the door, Yan Weizheng throws the remains of the lunch box into the dustbin and cleans up the garbage in the dustbin.

Zhang Yu came to him and said, "Lao Yan, what did you say to Xuemei?"

"She really seems to be with zero."

"Of course! You haven't seen them. When you go to save Chun's painting, don't be too tired of them

Yan Weizheng was surprised to ask: "Lu Xiaolai also went?"

"Yes, I'm ashamed to say that Xuemei went to help me, but it turned out that they cleaned up the mess for me."

Jiang Chun painted a white look on the edge of Zhang Yu: "you are not saving me, you are also making things for me."

"You're going to be engaged to that bad old man. Do you want me to sit? No way

"It's none of your business who I'm engaged to."

"Why is it none of my business? Chunhua, you wait. When I take over my company, I'll take you home in a big sedan chair! "

"Do your daydream. I will never marry you if I am single all my life."

"I can marry you, I don't mind." Zhang Yu sticks to Jiang Chun's painting in vain, laughing like a fool.

Jiang Chunhua pushed away his close body in disgust: "you walk, stay away from me, I don't want to infect your foolishness."

In this cheerful atmosphere, Yan Weizheng was dignified and sighed deeply.

Zhang Yu put away his joking look and asked, "Lao Yan, you don't look very well. What's the matter with you?"

"Lu Xiaolai... Should have met President Gu that day."

"I heard that President Gu came to the meeting in the afternoon and left after a while. Isn't it such a coincidence? President Gu is not so fierce, is he? "

"You'll... Kill her."

Zhang Yu was stunned: "is it so serious? Lao Yan, don't scare me. What will happen to Xuemei? "

Yan Wei shook his head, sighed again, and walked out of the office with the garbage.

Zhang Yu watched his figure leave and turned to Jiang Chunhua on the other side: "Chunhua... What did I do? I..."

"In a word, you are really reckless this time."

"That Xuemei..."

Jiang Chunhua took a look at the closed door of the inner room and comforted: "maybe Lao Yan thinks too much about it. Xuemei will be safe here. You don't have to blame yourself too much."

"What is Lao Yan thinking about? How can I feel that he is like a little old man, feeling a bit of vicissitudes..."

"That's not because you're a gossip. You're a simple minded person. Don't do that in the future!"

"Yes, I'll correct it and try to reach your husband's standard as soon as possible."

"Again..."

Zhang Yu came to him smilingly.

In the inner room, Lu Xiaolai sneezes, turns to the inside and continues to sleep.