time-limited addiction

In the past few days when Zhou Lüchen was away.

It rains in Beijing, heavy rain in summer.

Dark clouds loom over the tall buildings, and the roads become even more congested during the evening rush hour.

The road on the East Third Ring Road is so congested that you can't even see it, and the entrances are filled with large carpools.

Shen Jing had no choice but to lie back on the chair and sleep, and told Zhuang Ming, "Turn off the music, I want to sleep."

Zhuang Ming looked back at her, "Are you in a hurry to socialize?"

Shen Jing shook her head.

The back door of the temple.

The red flag car is waiting.

Zhou Lüchen got out of the car holding an umbrella with one hand and slowly walked up the steps.

The old lady of the Zhou family smiled happily, looked at the high-spirited Zhou Lüchen through the mist, and lovingly put her hand on his strong arm.

Since the Chinese New Year, I have seen him too often.

The old lady said warmly, "I don't know. I inherited the blessing from a girl from a certain family. At this age, Second Mistress is still able to see Brother Shen every now and then."

Zhou Luchen's voice was pleasant, "Yes."

It was already obvious to everyone that the old lady did not ask about that private matter, "It's the first day of the new year, and my second grandma came here to pray for your safety."

In the rain, fearing that the steps would be slippery, Zhou Lüchen patiently waited for the old man's faltering steps, trying to be as consistent as possible.

The old lady added, "You fly every day. Every time you fly, I get nervous. I hope you land safely. What if you are intercepted in foreign airspace?"

Zhou Luchen comforted in a low voice, "There will be an armed escort."

The old lady sighed, "I'm not worried either."

Zhou Luchen opened the car door until the old lady got into the car without any raindrops. He unconsciously turned back and looked at the couplets on the temple's plaque, and there was a trace of sour ripples in his eyes.

The bodyguard came over to close the umbrella, "Second Young Master, I'll hold it."

Zhou Lüchen calmly retracted his gaze, his mood returned to his usual calmness, he walked around the driver's seat and drove the old lady himself.

The old lady talked a lot along the way, telling him to have a good rest and not to be too obsessed with work and relationships. "Just let nature take its course. Second Grandma only wants you to be well."

The begonias in the courtyard were in bloom, but the heavy rain had severely damaged them. Sister Fang still couldn't clean them all after cleaning them several times. She kept complaining that it was not the right time to bloom, as it happened to be the rainy season.

It's really not the time.

Zhou Lüchen comforted the old lady back to Cuiwei Pavilion and drove away.

The road to Taihe Central Courtyard is quite long.

Encountering traffic jams from time to time, Zhou Lüchen's patience gradually dwindled.

After an hour, we returned to Taihe Intermediate Courtyard.

Zhou Lüchen picked up the co-pilot's computer and documents and walked in casually. The cat jumped from the French staircase to the leather shoes. He clearly missed the owner who had pampered him for many years. Unfortunately, the cat was timid and did not dare to get too close.

Likewise, he was so cold that he ignored her.

But at this time.

From the direction of the kitchen, the faint sound of a spatula clanging could be heard.

"Zhuang Ming, try it."

"I am not the Second Young Master's stomach. You can taste it yourself."

In front of the French-style luxurious gold bar, Shen Jing put her chin on her hands and smiled narrowly at the nanny, "Auntie, add more blue salt."

Auntie turned over the dishes and said, "No, it will taste too strong. My husband doesn't like food with strong taste."

Shen Jing spread her hands indifferently and smiled happily, "I'm so sorry for him. How dare he leave just like that."

Zhou Lüchen lowered his eyes and asked the cat in a very low voice, "Did she bring you here?"

"Meow..."

"Sister, don't run around. It's raining outside and it will get dirty. Zhou Lüchen can throw you out of the villa..."

Shen Jing followed the direction of the cat's meow, turned back, her movements froze, and she stopped speaking in time.