Hundreds of billions of marriage favors: marry a wealthy young lady

Chapter 21 Kill the chicken to warn the monkey

Chu Jiaren's extraordinary calm really surprised Lu Shaochen.

His own words were so poisonous that he could hardly listen to them anymore. If it was another woman, he would definitely have trouble with him.

She can still reflect on herself so calmly, indeed, she has good endurance.

It's not bad for such a woman to marry back and be a wife.

Don't lose your temper indiscriminately, and don't check in every day to manage yourself all day long.

No matter how much she tosses about outside, she can play the role of Mrs. Lu well.

If it were any other woman, few of them would be able to do what she did.

Lu Shaochen sat on the sofa in the room, his legs gracefully crossed, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, thinking casually.

Time passed without realizing it.

The butler knocked on the door cautiously, "Master, lunch is ready."

Lu Shaochen put down the red wine, and only then remembered that Chu Jiaren hadn't seen her all morning since she left the room.

"What about the young lady?"

"Back to the young master, the young lady has kept herself locked in the next room, not knowing what she was doing."

Lu Shaochen glanced at the butler sharply, and the butler's back was in a cold sweat.

After leaving the room, he bumped into the servant in the corridor accidentally.

I don't know who bumped into whom, and the servant was so scared that he apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, young master, I didn't mean it..."

Lu Shaochen's impatient temper came up, and he was about to kick him, his legs were so frightened that his legs went limp, "I'm sorry, young master, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, please forgive me this time..."

"Don't you have eyes?" Lu Shaochen's eyes were cold and sharp, and his voice was piercingly cold, "How do you do things? Do you still think this is the old house of the Lu family? This is my Lu Shaochen's home, which means that I am Lu Shaochen. Now you are the master here, your new master, if you can't tell the priority from the secondary, if you are not good at your hands and feet, you will all go back to the Lu family's old house!"

The butler lowered his head, not daring to say a word.

He can be a housekeeper, so he is not stupid.

The young master's random temper is just a warning to him.

"Go away?" Lu Shaochen scolded in a low voice.

"Yes, young master." The servant hurried away in fright.

Lu Shaochen suddenly remembered that Chu Jiaren was next door, and when he turned around and walked towards the next door, he glanced at the housekeeper who was standing respectfully to the side, not daring to show his air, and entered the next room.

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Chu Jiaren was concentrating on drawing something on the desk, and did not hear the door opening behind her.

Seeing how focused she was, Lu Shaochen quietly closed the door and approached without making a sound.

There is a large pile of white A4 drawing paper and several books on wedding dress design on the desk.

There was a diary by Chu Yimo's elbow, and on the opened page was written the client's request.

The handwriting is beautiful and beautiful.

Lu Shaochen leaned over slightly, looking through Chu Jiaren's cheeks at the wedding dress design she was drawing.

Chu Jiaren suddenly felt something was wrong, as if there was a warm wind on her cheek.

How can there be warm wind in the room?

After reacting, Chu Jiaren suddenly turned her head and hit Lu Shaochen's lips unexpectedly.

Chu Jiaren quickly backed away and wiped her mouth vigorously, as if she had just been stained with something dirty.

This unconscious movement irritated Lu Shaochen, and he frowned.

"When did you come in?" Chu Jiaren quickly covered her drawing with a book.

"The handwriting is good!" Lu Shaochen looked at the diary on the table with the client's request, and said casually: "It seems that I have to reconsider whether I should divorce you!"

(End of this chapter)