All Dote On One: CEO's Only Love

At seven o'clock in the evening, Lu Chenzhou came back to his old house.

Bo Zhiwu has not had a good rest recently. She is lying in the bedroom of the sinking boat.

When Lu Chenzhou came home, he saw his grandmother sitting on the sofa and called out, "grandma."

Grandma saw him back, turned off the TV, cold should a, "you and Qiao zhixia, when to break clean."

Lu Chenzhou was stunned for a moment after hearing this sentence.

Break clean? What did she say to grandma?

Grandma saw his thoughts, and she said, "don't doubt weaving. She didn't tell me anything. This is what I saw on the Internet. "

Lu Chenzhou was silent for a moment and said, "it won't be any more."

He is not stupid. Naturally he knows what the meaning of grandma's words is.

He also admitted that he could not control the mist.

Occasionally, some of the company's affairs are passed on to her ears. Secretary Ji complained secretly every day that Lu Chenzhou and Bo Zhiwu had a quarrel, and their subordinates were in bad luck.

When he got the answer he wanted, his grandmother said for a long time, as if to warn him, "my granddaughter-in-law, I don't recognize anyone except Bo Zhiwu. Unless I die. "

How can he agree to divorce her? He can't divorce her in his life.

After a long silence, Lu finally said, "I will never divorce her in my life."

This sentence is like a reassurance, let Grandma rest assured. She sighed, "Zhizhi is resting in your room. Go and ask her to go downstairs for dinner."

Lu Chenzhou answered, turned and went upstairs.

There was only one lamp in the room, and the mist was curled up on his bed, and the whole person was sleeping quietly. Like a cute little rabbit. The light outlined her perfect cheek. Lu Chenzhou had not seen her quiet and clever appearance for a long time. For a while, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

He reached out his hand and gently rubbed the thin mist of his hair. Grandma's words still linger in my ears.

Lu Chenzhou is guilty to Qiao zhixia.

At the beginning, she fell into the sea in order to save herself. At the beginning, my grandmother felt guilty about letting her leave without knowing it.

He knows better than anyone who wants to spend his life together. He is just angry and jealous. Why does Bo Zhiwu refuse to tell himself something? He must have something to do with Geng Ze. She knew that gengze and he were at odds. But still to stimulate themselves again and again. In the end, both sides lost.

"No No

Thin woven mist suddenly twisted into a ball, suddenly opened his eyes. The chest also because of the familiar nightmare frightened, in slightly undulating.

Lu Chenzhou saw her like this and took her hand.

She lay on the bed, looking at the strange ceiling, for a long time, this slowly reacts, there is a warmth wrapped in her wrist.

The thin woven fog slowly followed the warm look on his wrist. Lu Chenzhou was quietly looking at himself. His eyes were calm, but his eyes were blazing.

She took her hand away from the hand of the sinking boat without a trace. Lu realized her resistance and took back her hand awkwardly, "it's dinner."

Bo Zhiwu did not speak, but nodded, sat up from the bed, put on his shoes and went downstairs.

In the restaurant downstairs, grandma specially let sister-in-law stew Sydney sweet soup. She personally filled a bowl for Bo Zhiwu and said with a smile, "Zhizhi drinks a little more. She is easy to get sick in winter. Sydney moistens the lungs. "

Bo Zhiwu nodded with a smile, "thank you, grandma."

Mrs. Li said with a smile, "the old lady is afraid of weaving and feels that the chicken soup is greasy. She specially asked me to cook the Sydney soup!"

Bo Zhiwu said with a smile, "thank you, grandma."

Grandma kind smile, "thank what, should."

Lu Chenzhou ate his meal slowly. Seeing that the rice in the thin woven fog bowl had not moved much, he asked, "the food is not to your taste?"

Bo Zhiwu didn't want her grandmother to feel that she was at odds with Lu Chenzhou. She said with a smile, "I have no appetite. Just have some sweet soup

When he heard this, he put a chopstick in silence for the thin woven mist, "don't just drink soup."

Bo Zhiwu smiles politely and distantly.

After a meal, it's rare that they didn't quarrel, but they had nothing to say. After dinner, Bo Zhiwu took a nap. She was in good spirits. She sat on the sofa and watched TV series with her grandmother. Lu Chenzhou saw that she didn't eat much. She was afraid that she was hungry. She went into the kitchen and cooked a bowl of orange peel porridge for her.

After he cooked the porridge, he took it out and handed it to Bo Zhiwu. "Have a drink."

Bo Zhiwu glanced at the porridge. Grandma saw Lu Chenzhou cooking the porridge. She said with a smile, "tangerine peel porridge is appetizing. Haven't you lost your appetite recently?"

Bo Zhiwu knows what Grandma means. She is kind to her. She doesn't want to disappoint her grandmother. But when she sees Lu Chenzhou's gentle attitude towards herself, she will think of Qiao zhixia uncontrollably.

Did he ever treat her so gently?Her eyes drooped slightly and fell on the bowl of porridge for a long time. Finally, she tasted it and put it down.

Grandma looked at the time, "it's late. Are you and sunboat going back to xishanlin or living at home?"

Lu Chenzhou was afraid that she would not go back with her. She said, "go home. It's just right. Zhizhi said that she wanted to tell me something."

Thin woven fog lifted her lips. Originally, she wanted to stay in the old house, but Lu Chenzhou beat her to speak. Although she was not happy in her heart, she agreed. She nodded her head slowly and did not speak. She just said a word.

A little surprise flashed through Lu Shen's eyes, and the corners of his lips also rose.

Bo Zhiwu said goodbye to her grandmother and turned out of the door. Grandma sent her out. The winter wind is a little cold, she said with a smile to her grandmother, "grandma, don't send it. It's windy outside. It's bad if you get sick."

Grandma answered. She stood in front of the car, staring at the passenger's door for a long time, and finally sat in the back row.

It is rare for her to be so quiet, but she is not used to it.

After leaving the old house, the atmosphere in the car is even more quiet and strange. Thin Zhiwu doesn't cry, doesn't make noise, and even doesn't quarrel with himself. Lu Chenzhou is really not used to it.

He glanced at the mist in the rearview mirror. She was listening to the music with her headphones on. Lu Chenzhou really wanted to ask why Bo Zhiwu didn't come to the company in the afternoon, but when he saw her like this, he didn't give himself a chance to speak.

On the way back home, Wu Ma was surprised and pleased to see Bo Zhiwu come back with Lu Chenzhou without making any noise.

She said with a smile to Bo Zhiwu, "weaving is back."

Bo Zhiwu answered. She went upstairs. Shen Yan looked at her coming back and said with a smile, "Zhizhi, you're back. I'm going to give you bath water!"

"Well," she said with a smile

Shen Yan turns around with a smile and goes to the cloakroom to get her clothes.

Bo Zhiwu sat in front of the desk in the room and turned on the computer to write a manuscript.

Lu Chenzhou stopped Shen Yan's heart at the door. "Tonight, the doors of all guest rooms in Xishan Forest language are locked."

He won't give her a chance to escape.

Shen Yan understood what Lu Chenzhou meant. Seeing Bo Zhiwu come back, she thought it was their reconciliation. She nodded with a smile and said, "don't worry, president. I'll do it well."

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