Lu Qinghao felt strange.
All right, my mother insisted on letting him have dinner at the hotel tonight.
However, when he saw Lu Zhiyi with a flattering face on the table, he guessed Gong Xuemei's intentions.
"Mom... I still have something to do. If you want to talk about Li Zhuo, it's another day."
Lu Qinghao has been looking for opportunities to record for Xinluo recently.
Whenever he was free, he would go to Lu Yishen, and he really didn't have time to waste time on Lu Zhiyi and her husband's death.
"No, no, we're not talking about Li Zhuo." Gong Xuemei was afraid that Lu Qinghao would leave, so she immediately pulled him to sit down.
"Come here... Qing Hao, sit down, don't misunderstand your sister. In fact, she asked me to invite you here for her today. Your sister is thin-skinned. In fact, she already knows that she was wrong. She wants to apologize to you."
Lu Qinghao was pulled to sit down, but he was a little surprised to hear Gong Xuemei's words.
Lu Zhiyi was spoiled by Gong Xuemei, Lu Qinghao couldn't believe that she would know she was wrong one day.
"Do you really know what's wrong?" He asked Lu Zhiyi.
"Really, really..." Lu Zhiyi nervously picked up the red wine glass on the table.
"Brother, I... I know I'm too self-willed, and I always let you clean up the mess for me. You... Don't worry, I really know I was wrong this time, I... I will make it up..."
She will give her brother a big present.
"There's no need to make up for it. You should restrain your temper and make less trouble."
"Yeah, I see. Don't worry, I will change it... Brother, I always made you angry in the past. This time, I respect you."
Lu Zhiyi didn't dare to look directly at Lu Qinghao, and picked up the wine glass with some guilt.
Lu Qinghao only regarded her performance as a shame.
She didn't care, so she picked up the wine glass on the table, and drank it as Lu Zhiyi toasted.
Putting down the wine glass, Gong Xuemei pulled Lu Qinghao to talk for a while.
A few minutes later, Lu Qinghao suddenly had a dry mouth and hot stomach.
"Qing Hao, why are you sweating so much? In the winter, do you feel uncomfortable somewhere, have a fever?"
Gong Xuemei's voice rang in his ears.
Lu Qinghao wanted to say that he was fine, but his head was heavy and his throat was very dry, so he couldn't answer for a while.
"Hurry up, Zhiyi, hurry up... let's help your brother go up to rest..."
Lu Qinghao wanted to refuse, but his brain was out of control.
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Five minutes later, Gong Xuemei pushed Lu Qinghao into the hotel room, then took out a key, and locked the door from the outside.
Lu Zhiyi was stunned, "Mom, you... where did you get the key?"
Merely administering the medicine was not enough, Mom even locked the door of the room behind her!
Lu Zhiyi finally understood why Gong Xuemei was able to become Lu Zhihe's wife from an outsider.
This scheming, this method, even if I have studied it for ten years, I may not be able to learn it.
"Of course it's a bribed cleaner." Gong Xuemei shook the key in her hand, smiling triumphantly, "I'll ask that person to open the door first before Gong Xuemei comes over."
"When the time comes... hum..."
You don't need Gong Xuemei to say anything later, Lu Zhiyi already understands.
Being caught raped by his mother-in-law on the spot, even if Lu Yuchen was willing to swallow the bitter fruit and hide it for Yue Xinluo, this mother-in-law Zhuo Yarong would never allow it.
In the hotel room, Lu Qinghao felt his body was very hot.
The blood all over his body seemed to be rushing to his lower abdomen.
This feeling is too familiar to him.
He was also a frivolous man in Zonggu.
But since Xin Luo's 'death' came, he realized his sincerity belatedly, and he never looked for another woman.