his allure

Chapter 60 Should also wither in his hands
He will never forget this name
In the Rolls-Royce, Shen Zhao took the handkerchief handed over by his assistant, and wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth expressionlessly.

He was actually very good-looking, but the curvature of his facial features was too cold and unsmiling, so few people dared to stare at him all the time.This is not the gentleness of the world, and there are only a handful of people who don't even smile.

The secretary couldn't remember the last time Chairman Shen laughed.

"Are they married?" Shen Zhao asked slowly, his voice was deep and cold, especially now, it was abnormally cold.

The secretary only felt that his bones had froze, and after a while, he said softly: "Yes, Miss Zheng is married to Lu Xicheng."

Shen Zhao looked at the blood on the kerchief, and sneered when he heard this: "It doesn't matter if you're married, you can still get a divorce, right?"

The secretary's forehead was covered with sweat. Although he felt that the chairman's idea was too dishonest, he still agreed: "Yes."

Shen Zhao has a knot in his heart, and the name of this knot is Zheng Qingqing.

When he met Zheng Qingqing, the little girl was only 15 years old, and she looked like a stunted bean sprout.

But now, she has a delicate and romantic face, and her eyes are like stars, gentle and touching.

However, she doesn't remember him.

Painful, happy, everything about him, she doesn't remember.

Really. Very unwilling.

"Arrange it for me. This weekend, I'm going to the old house of Lu's family." His tone could not detect emotion, rational and indifferent.

"Yes." The secretary replied.

Shen Zhao looked out of the window with deep eyes.Obviously he was the one who fell in love with it first, so even if it withered, it should have withered in his hands.

He is a very successful businessman, and he can make the most formal judgments at any time.

As for Lu Xicheng, for so many years, he really hasn't made any progress at all.When encountering matters related to Zheng Qingqing, she would lose control at every turn.

How on earth is he going to fight against himself like this.

As Shen Zhao thought about it, the corners of his mouth became more and more contemptuous.

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After Zheng Qingwei returned home, he stewed the black chicken soup.

She and Lu Xicheng had a tacit understanding, tacitly did not mention what happened just now, and tacitly pretended that nothing had happened.

Zheng Weiwei is not a fool, she has seen everything that happened today, no matter how dull she is, she can guess that that man knows her.

She didn't know all the entanglements in the past, but she believed in Lu Xicheng.

She just trusts him.

The kitchen was filled with steam, Zheng bent down lightly, and turned down the fire a little.

Lu Xicheng hugged her from behind, his movements were very light, as if he was holding some fragile porcelain.

He kissed the back of her neck with a gentle voice: "Gentle, sorry for scaring you today."

She closed her eyebrows lightly, turned around and looked at him seriously: "Lu Xicheng, we really knew each other before, didn't we?"

His complexion was very fair, and at this moment, it seemed more like he had no blood.He looked at the little girl in front of him and said hoarsely, "Yes, we know each other."

"But you won't hurt me, will you?" she asked firmly.

They are all transparent people, so they can naturally hear the deep meaning in each other's words.

His eyes were so soft, with a fine halo: "I won't."

"Then I'll believe whatever you say." She kissed his side face with such a gentle tone: "I think, I must have forgotten some very bad memories, so, Lu Xicheng, if you don't tell me, I won't say it." Think about it, okay?"

(End of this chapter)