time-limited addiction

Chapter 251 "Shen Jing, you are the only one from the same fucking ancestor"

But at this moment, the phone rang, it was Zhou Lüchen, her grandfather's words were still in her mind, and she put the phone to her ear in confusion.

In the receiver, there was a faint voice of the stewardess.

It can be judged that Zhou Luchen has returned to China, arrived in the airspace of the capital, and is preparing to land at the airport.

Is it the third day or the fourth day?
Shen Jing didn't remember.

I heard his lazy voice, as if he had just woken up on the plane, "Come pick me up at T3."

Shen Jing opened the door and joked, "What should I do? My car didn't have gas today."

He said casually, "I'll have one delivered to your door."

The door was completely closed, and Shen Jing pressed her back against the door panel, "Don't act like a boss with me. I haven't been watching TV dramas recently. If you do this, I will be easily influenced."

"Come or not."

The words were half inquiry, half command.

Shen Jing put her fingers on her arm, lowered her head and sneered, "Zhou Lüchen, are you chasing me, or am I chasing you?"

in the receiver.

There were two words in his gentle voice, "I'll chase you."

Shen Jing's breathing slowed down for a few seconds and she smiled, "I won't pick you up then."

The man could even feel how happy she was that she had the upper hand at the moment.

There was a pause.

Zhou Lüchen's lips curved slightly, and he smiled lazily, "Shen Jing, you're a fucking ancestor."

He is so smooth that he probably rarely hits a wall.

we can even say.

In terms of love affairs, he has never had trouble with women. In the past, when he had the capital, women would chase him and coax him, even Shen Jing herself.

now.

In turn, he went to find a woman he had broken up with, to protect her, to treat her well, and to fall in love with her. The remaining pride and arrogance from his youthful and vigorous days were no longer there.

Shen Jing wanted to pick it up in her heart, but she refused to take action. She clicked her tongue and said very obediently, "Don't be angry. Where is your Zhuang Ming? Let him do this kind of thing. He is more familiar with it than me."

Yes, this is Shen Jing. The softer her words are, the more subtle they are, and the more poignant the content is.

Zhou Luchen hung up the phone directly.

Shen Jing smiled, threw away her phone, and fell on the bed.

Within a few minutes, he actually had a car parked in front of his house and insisted that she pick him up in person.

The driver who arrived said he was giving it to her as a gift.

Shen Jing did not go to T3 Airport.

Who is Zhou Lüchen? She was sent to pick him up at the airport. The Zhou family was rushing in the car to wait for this man to return home.

The noble prince probably had a grudge, but his temper had not changed. He did not bother her at night and scold her.

At this time, Shen Jing was like a little kitten that had gained power, but she was able to get a pair of sharp claws and try to scratch the unruly wild lion.

How could Zhou Lüchen not be aware of her actions and tricks?

Wen Xin had used these things against Zhou Lüchen before, and he could see through them at a glance. It really did not arouse any desire for conquest or pleasure in him, so Zhou Lüchen even turned around and left.

After Shen Jing hung up the phone, a little sister she had played with invited her to a club in the Fourth Ring Road.

"Come on, Jingjing, you haven't been busy lately, let's have a drink all night."

Being disturbed by Zhou Luchen's phone call, Shen Jing became more and more unable to sleep, so she typed and sent: "Spray some perfume, you will be there."

Her car has gas.
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the other side.

The gate of Yuting Villa on the Fourth Ring Road.

Zhuang Ming carefully drove the black car to the door and parked the car.

I didn't dare to wake up the noble young master who was sleeping lightly at night in the back seat.

Zhou Lüchen leaned there, his eyes slightly closed under his silver-rimmed glasses, without any obvious fluctuation.

Zhuang Ming quietly adjusts the air conditioner. The second son rarely wears glasses, but he is very disciplined about his body. He will wear glasses when he stays up late to work on the computer.

Just a second.

The car door had been kicked open by Zhou Lüchen.

He knew this person too well and didn't know who was going to mess with him. Zhuang Ming's heart skipped a beat, threw the keys to the car attendant, and followed him into the villa.

I don’t know why he returned to China.It wasn’t anything important, but I had invited friends to have fun and spend the night.

Is this really just a flight back home for a drink?
Zhuang Ming didn't understand. From the moment he got off the special plane, Zhou Luchen's expression was extremely dull. This was not a good sign.

This is someone who went wild on his head.

Enter the secluded basement.

The basement of the villa is rarely open to the public. The upstairs is an entertainment venue with private rooms, a tea room, a billiards room, a Michelin-starred restaurant, private accommodation, a shooting gallery, and various high-end entertainment venues.

But there is no high-end decoration style in the basement.

The basement is not open to the public.

As soon as Zhou Lüchen entered the door, his friends from various families who had been waiting for him for a long time were already booing and booing.

in Beijing.

The title of the circle.

Zhou Lüchen is Mr. Zhou.

Zhou Xiangqun is a Mr. Zhou.

to distinguish.

The person surnamed Song was sitting on the sofa, and he asked, "Leaving on the first day of the new year, returning on the fifth day of the new year. Does Mr. Zhou have something important to do in Beijing?"

Zhou Lüchen sat down on the sofa, but he casually pushed down the silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, smiled, and said in a full-toned tone, "I still have lingering feelings, so I can't sleep at night."

The man surnamed Song asked enthusiastically, "Oh, which fairy came down to earth to cause our Lord Zhou to suffer a love disaster."

Encountering a love disaster, this word.

Zhuang Ming on the side thought it was good.

Some people also laughed, "It's the one from the Shen family. She's quite tall. You two, really don't want to consider changing to another one?"

Zhou Lüchen smiled and said nothing.

An hour or two, just for entertainment.

Zhuang Ming suddenly came behind Zhou Luchen, "I just received news that Cheng Jinchuan deliberately rear-ended the eldest son's car."

He leaned on the sofa and drank. His gloomy eyes were instantly stained with a trace of scarlet, and disappeared in an instant.

"Is something wrong, old fox?"

Zhuang Ming said: "The eldest son was not in the car, it was Xiao Zhang who was driving. He just saw that the eldest son was not here and took it out."

Zhou Lüchen remained silent as the wine entered his throat and the tip of his tongue touched his chin, savoring the strong taste of the alcohol.

Zhuang Ming accidentally caught a glimpse of his smile that appeared and disappeared, and his spine straightened instantly.

"If the eldest son is in the car and he dares to rear-end the car, Cheng Jinchuan will be sentenced to several years in prison." Zhuang Ming added.

Zhou Luchen poured the wine and looked calm.

After a long time, he asked calmly, "Where is Cheng Jinchuan."

Knowing the intention behind his question, Zhuang Ming didn't want to go back, but he had no choice but to go back or not. "Cheng Jinchuan is also in the imperial court. He just arrived in the private room upstairs."

Within two or three minutes, there was a freshly empty whiskey bottle on the tea table. There are only 3 bottles of Macallan 1926 whiskey in existence in the world. Tonight, another bottle was missing.

Although Zhuang Ming felt a little regretful, he was not used to it.

The antique wall clock on the wall oscillated twice, and at exactly two o'clock in the morning, Zhou Lüchen disassembled his suit and threw it to Zhuang Ming, with a cigarette in his mouth.

It wasn't lit. He couldn't find a lighter and pushed up the silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Zhou Lüchen: "Tell Cheng Laosan that he is in a bad mood tonight and I feel sorry for his cousin."

As his voice sounded, he walked out of the basement.

A pair of black leather shoes walked up the stairs slowly and steadily.

Knowing what he was going to do, Zhuang Ming didn't stop him. He knew that he was sure of it and that nothing would happen to him in the end.

In the basement, several friends at the card table watched Zhou Lüchen leave.

Collectively stupefied.

"Who messed with Zhou again?"

"The man named Cheng was restless when he got off the bus. Didn't you hear that Cheng Jinchuan rear-ended his car and deliberately rear-ended Zhou Da's car on the West Second Ring Road?"

"Hey, what kind of exclusive car is Zhou Da's car? Doesn't he know? How dare he? Fortunately, only Xiao Zhang is driving. If Zhou Da is in the car, it will be enough to punish Cheng for more than ten years."

"Brother Shen is such a filial person, how can he recruit his family? He has no brains."

(End of this chapter)