1709: C1709 Answer the Phone

C1709 Answer the Phone

"Mom is getting old. Look at my memory, I forgot about what I said in the morning." She tapped her head and smiled wryly.

"Mom, you're not old!"

Jiang Xinyi naturally knew that she was not old, but she had casually said it in order to hide it from Lu Chuan's eyes and ears.

She was afraid of this monster.

If she let this monster know that there was a clue between Lu Zihao and the other two, she was truly worried that this monster would kill Lu Zihao.

If he wanted to kill someone, even if the entire clan intervened to stop him, they might not be able to do so.

He had to wait for everything to be blamed on Lu Chengchuan before he could learn of this matter.

If it wasn't for that, Lu Chengchuan, that kind of monster, would not have let Lu Zihao go.

Even though the two of them were uncles and uncles, they had a thick blood relationship.

This madman would not put it in his eyes.

"Alright, stop teasing your mom. Hurry up and go wash up and sleep." Jiang Xinyi patted Lu Zihao's back, turned around and smiled at Lu Chengchuan and Ruo, "It's very late, you two should also go up and rest!"

If he gave her a strange look, he would just give her a perfunctory nod and pull Lu Chenchuan away.

After Lu Zihao changed his shoes, he pushed Jiang Xin happily to rest.

Before going back to his room, Lu Zihao placed a bottle of medicine in Jiang Xinyi's hand, "Mom, this is a soul calming medicine. I've taken it before, it's very effective for insomnia or vexation!"

Jiang Xinyi received it with a bit of surprise.

"I was just casually saying that you will remember it in your heart. You really are my good son!"

"Mhmm!" Lu Zihao nodded his head, his heart feeling empty, "Mom, rest early."

If Jiang Xinyi knew that he had found this medicine to help her with her menopause, she would probably go crazy with anger.

His mother definitely wouldn't admit that he was having menopause.

And he was not a good son.

He hid a lot of things that he probably wouldn't confess for a long time.

Jiang Xin happily agreed, "Okay, you rest early too."

"..."

Saturday arrived in the blink of an eye.

After work on Friday, Lu Chengchuan went back to the Lu Mansion.

Only then was he able to sleep soundly.

Early in the morning, her cell phone was screaming like a ghost.

If half asleep and half asleep, unable to bear the noise, unconsciously pulled a pillow over his head, trying to block out the noise.

The pillow had worked, and the sound had died down, and she was ready to go back to sleep.

A big, warm hand gently pulled the pillow away from her face.

Then, a pleasant yet gentle male voice rang in his ear. "Get up and answer the phone."1

If he forcefully rubbed his hand, he would unconsciously murmur, "Help me receive it …"

"Lazy little pig."

"You're the pig." If he turned his body while hugging the blanket, his mouth would automatically retort.

Lu Chuan could not help but laugh. Looking at the young lady who was once again in deep sleep, the corner of his mouth curled up.

The girl's cell phone was still ringing.

His eyes turned cold, and the warmth in them was replaced with coldness. His face was extremely gloomy.

He reached for the girl's phone and pressed the answer button.

As soon as the call connected, Jiang Xin's voice immediately came out, booming down like a bomb: "Sister-in-law, why aren't you home yet? I've hired a famous stylist for you, come back quickly! It would be rude to make others wait too long. You should understand this, right? "That stylist specially dressed up the wife of the aristocratic families. With your appearance, the other wives quickly know that you are being arrogant and rude. When that happens, it will implicate your mother's name …"

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