The control group was torn apart by hand, and the four-year-old milk bag led the parents to countera

"Chairman, it's not that we can't tolerate Mr. Lu, it's him, hey...he is the only son of you and your husband. Even if he is not smart enough, as long as he is down-to-earth and willing to learn, we will respect him and work hard together to The Lu family has grown stronger, but he..."

"Yes, let's not mention anything else. Let's just talk about this incident. After the wedding, our Lu's stock price dropped all the way... Lu's was created by you and your husband. We, like you, are looking forward to the company's success. It’s getting better year by year, but according to Mr. Su’s approach, the group will go bankrupt within a few years.”

Although these words are unpleasant to hear, they speak to everyone's feelings.

"Chairman, please come up with an idea!"

The woman sitting in the middle is about 50 years old, her hair is almost completely white, and she is meticulously combed back. Her face is pale, her eyes are black and blue, and she looks like she has not recovered from a serious illness.

After hearing what everyone said, the woman's face turned ugly, and her hand holding the tea cup did not move for a long time.

……

Although the Lu's public relations team tried their best to suppress the hot search, Lu Haochen's previous momentum was too great, and there were so many entertainment bloggers at the scene, the matter was still discussed online for several days.
Netizens followed this melon and took out all the stupid and bad things done by Bai Rou and Lu Ruofu.
Comparative summary, there is no good thing in this family!

Ju said that Lu Haochen was still in the hospital, and the company affairs were temporarily handled by the vice president.

Youyou was leaning on the sofa holding a bear pillow, choosing a design for her mother.

After Ji Wanwan's illness gradually improved, she began to try to draw design drafts. In order to regain the feeling of the past, she first tried to design clothes for Youyou, and the experimental results were good.

Previously, she participated in an international fashion design competition with the mentality of giving it a try. Unexpectedly, she passed both the preliminary round and the semi-finals.

Youyou picked up a half-sleeved skirt dotted with stars: "That's it. This one will definitely look good! This crescent-white one also looks good, and this one...can I add plum blossoms to the entrance?"

Although she doesn't understand fashion design, she has systematically studied female red dress in her previous life, and she still knows a lot about embroidery and color matching of clothes.

For a time, both mother and daughter had difficulty choosing.

Jiang Boyan, who was sitting across from the sofa, put down his notebook and said with a smile: "There is still half a month until the Song Dynasty is selected. We can make the finished products first and then see the results!"

Youyou clapped her little hands happily: "This is a good idea. Mom, you can also wear these clothes."

When the TV came to commercial time, Youyou changed the channel casually and happened to choose entertainment news about Lu Haochen's gossip.

The little guy stopped watching for a few seconds and decisively changed the channel.I couldn't find anything good to watch, so I simply turned off the TV.

What comes to mind?From time to time, she glanced at her father, who was sitting opposite and handling official business, looking like he was hesitant to speak.

Finally, when she looked over for the fourth time, Jiang Boyan raised his head and said helplessly:

"Baby, if you want to know about Lu Haochen's bride, just ask!"

Youyou scratched her little head in embarrassment: "Ah, Dad, how do you know what I want to ask...Aren't you worried that it won't be convenient for Dad to say it?"

After speaking, he realized that his father was just like him. Not only did he have a good memory, but he was also able to multi-task whatever he was doing.

Then he leaned over and asked with bright eyes: "I heard that the bride Mei Wenhui disappeared after the wedding. Dad, do you know where she went?"

After saying that, he poured a glass of juice and handed it over. Jiang Boyan simply closed the computer, took the juice, drank it in one gulp, and then explained from the beginning:

"I was in prison at the time, and it was your uncle Chen Gang who found her. It was said that she was terminally ill and would not live for more than a year. She had a younger brother with a heart disease. Chen Gang found her and offered to pay for her brother's treatment. The conditions Let her come to Lu Haochen."

Youyou asked with a straight face: "What disease does she have? Is it Hualiu disease? I can cure this." "Ahem..."

Jiang Boyan was so shocked by his daughter's straightforward words that he choked, "...that, no, it's not that kind of disease that's fatal. In addition, she was also diagnosed with gastric cancer!
Before leaving, Chen Gang gave her a sum of money, and she said she would take her brother around in her last days. "

Youyou didn't know what to say for a moment, so she could only wish her a happy life in the end and peace and joy in her next life.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Youyou wanted to eat dumplings, so Ji Wanwan was responsible for kneading the dough and rolling out the dough. Youyou stepped on the stool and started to adjust the fillings. After they were done, Jiang Baiyan and Ji Wanwan made the dumplings together.

The family of three cooperated, and soon the table was filled with rows of wrapped dumplings.

There wasn't much meat filling left, so Ji Wanwan put down the rolling pin and planned to put the extra dough in the refrigerator.

Jiang Boyan raised his hand to stop her, "You go boil the water, and I'll do the rest."

"Okay, we can't finish this much, so you can put half of it in the refrigerator."

When Ji Wanwan added water to the pot and came out, he saw Jiang Baiyan holding a rolling pin and rolling out the dough.

She couldn't stand it, so she stepped forward to take it, and said helplessly: "I've already packed so much, and I couldn't finish it. Why are you still rolling it out?"

Jiang Boyan lowered his head to look at the crooked dumpling wrappers under his hands, and pursed his lips in embarrassment: "You don't like eating stuffed meat."

Ji Wanwan was stunned for a moment, her nose felt sour inexplicably. Pomelo and Jiang Boyan had very similar tastes. They liked to eat heavy oily and spicy food, and they both liked to eat dumplings with thin skin and lots of fillings. But she was just the opposite, whether she was eating dumplings or not. Whether it’s steamed buns or steamed buns, they all like to eat them with very little filling.

But she is not picky about food, and she can eat delicious dumplings even if they have thin skin and lots of meat. Their family only ate dumplings together once during the Chinese New Year, and he noticed and remembered them.

This man can always refresh his kindness to her again and again.

She couldn't help but hug him gently from behind, and she couldn't help but say in a coquettish tone: "I want to eat two dumpling wrappers put together. Just rub the wrapper around the bottom of the basin. It's so delicious!" "

The light and delicate fragrance suddenly approached, Jiang Baiyan's hand holding the knife shook, and with a hiss, the knife edge accidentally cut his finger, and blood immediately poured out.

Ji Wanwan was startled: "Hey! Let me go quickly, I'll get the alcohol swab!"

Jiang Boyan put down the knife, wiped it with toilet paper, and waved his hand carelessly: "It's okay, I just made a small cut, and it scabbed quickly."

He looked at the bloody dough and frowned a little regretfully.

Ji Wanwan saw that the toilet paper was soaked with blood, but he was still staring at the dumpling wrappers on the table. He grabbed his hand and wanted to pull out the toilet paper and give him a temporary bandage. His hand slipped and the paper package fell to the ground.

Seeing the blood coming out more and more, in desperation, she leaned over and brought her injured finger to her lips.

Jiang Baiyan was stunned. The soft and warm lips touched his fingertips, bringing a trembling numbness. This numbness spread directly from his finger joints to his heart, and quickly spread throughout his limbs and bones.The base of his ears was red, and his sexy Adam's apple rolled.

The only thought in my mind was, why didn't he cut off a few more fingers?

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(End of this chapter)