Just at this moment, the cell phone on her lap lit up.
Qiao Nian picked it up lazily and looked down.
Speak of the devil; he will appear.
Lu Zhi’s avatar popped up, and it was a WeChat message: Why didn’t you like my Moments yesterday
Qiao Nian took a look, opened WeChat on his phone, found the updates he posted yesterday and today in his Moments, and clicked two likes.
But I didn't message him back.
Just turn off your phone.
She leaned her head back, tilted her neck slightly, stretched out her hand to lower the brim of her hat, revealing only her delicate chin, closed her eyes, and began to rest in the car...
Ye Wangchuan saw that the girl next to him seemed to be asleep, so he silently closed the car window, leaving a gap for her.
Then he turned down the air conditioner in the car, reduced the speed, and drove the car smoothly around the city center twice before heading back towards the villa.
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On the other side, Lu Zhi took a shower and came out of the bathroom.
The maid immediately handed him a towel and blow-dried his hair.
Because of his legs, Lu Zhi basically let him serve him and only reached out to take his cell phone from the sink.
Apart from some messages from Jian Jin, the reminder column for someone else on the phone was empty.
Lu Zhi felt a little disappointed.
He pursed his lips and opened WeChat, only to see two new updates in his circle of friends.
He opened it and took a look.
Sure enough, it was Qiao Nian who liked his post three minutes ago.
However, in the WeChat dialog box, there was still the same message he had sent before. The other party was not typing, nor did he want to reply. Lu Zhi frowned.
The servant who was blow-drying his hair was so frightened that his whole body tensed up and his movements became stiff and mechanical. He even accidentally pulled his hair and was trembling with fear.
Lu Zhi didn't care about these. His eyes flashed, and he received a new message from Jian Jin.
It's a voice message.
Lu Zhi clicked it.
Jian Jin's voice came from the voicemail: "20 minutes ago, Lu Yiming ran to stop Qiao's car and said a few words to Qiao. I was far away and didn't hear what they said. Anyway, judging from Qiao's reaction, what he said was probably not very pleasant to hear."
Lu Zhi's expression suddenly changed, and there seemed to be ice cones in his eyes.
The next voice message from Jian Jin came over, again only 3 seconds long, very brief: "Qiao told you whether Lu Yiming had contacted her?"
Lu Zhi did not answer, but asked the servant to go out.
Sitting in a wheelchair, he called the Lu family.
He looked at his perennially pale and sickly face in the mirror, pulled the corners of his lips, and smiled gently. However, that smile was just as Qiao Nian had described, and was completely different from the gentle and harmless smile that Lu Yiming had been well protected by his family for many years.
It was a meaningless smile that came from someone who had gone through many ups and downs and had learned to hide all emotions.
The Lu family's phone call was quickly connected.
Madam Lu's cautious voice came over: "Xiao Zhi, how come you have time to call home today? Your father was telling me about you. His birthday is coming up, and the family is planning a big party. If you are free, would you like to come back for a simple meal?"
Lu Zhi is more important than the Lu family combined. Old Madam Lu certainly hopes that Lu Zhi can show up at the banquet that day to support the family, so that the Lu family can take advantage of it to move up a level in the Independent Continent...
Who would have thought that Lu Zhi, who was usually indifferent to her but still had a decent face, was like a different person this time. He didn't respond to Madam Lu's words at all, and asked in a deep tone, "Where's Lu Yiming?"
(End of this chapter)