ed, but now she clearly felt that something was wrong with Jian Tong's legs.Jian Tong, your legs, are they just numb from squattingAfter some thought, Jian Tong realized that there was no need to hide...There was a pair of eyes, from anger to helplessness to jealousy... That was Lu Mingchu.

At the foot of the stairs, he stood there.

The moment he saw Shen Xiujian, he rushed down, wanting to stop it all. From the look in that woman's eyes, a spark of life had begun, and he couldn't bring himself to take another step.

Before this, no matter how he acted, whether it was ambiguous, caring, or even kissing, the woman didn't react.

He had seen with his own eyes the woman who seemed as lifeless as water. The moment Shen Xiujin arrived, she “came back to life”.

Not reconciled!

Don't be just a spectator!

But the woman, as if possessed, frantically threw things and smashed them onto Mr. Shen's body. At that moment, he felt that if he rushed over, he wouldn't be helping her, but rather interrupting this woman's release of three years of pent-up emotions.

Her excitement, seemingly crazy... but isn't this proof that "she is still alive"

"What else do you want to smash I'll bring it to you."

Shen Xiujin said.

On Lu Mingchu's handsome face, there was a fleeting grimace. He snorted coldly, raised his foot and walked up, picking up the broom beside him casually. "No need to trouble General Shen with this. I'm just passing by and can help General Shen with a small favor." Lu Mingchu walked up, and Shen Er wanted to stop him.

Lu Mingchu's assistant, equally burly, stood beside him, blocking Shen Er.

Shen Xiujin turned his head to the sound, suddenly narrowing his eyes: "Lu Mingchu."

"What does General Shen want to do To force a homestay owner like this Sure is impressive."

One hand in his pocket, the other holding the broom, he stopped a meter in front of the woman who was sobbing on the ground with her emotions surging. He thrust the broom forward: "Boss, here you go."

The woman stared at the broom in front of her, somewhat puzzled: "A broom" What did they want a broom for

For a moment, her mind was blank.

Her gaze shifted from the broom to Lu Mingchu's face, a look of confusion in her eyes.

The latter slightly curled the corner of his lips: "Boss, here's the broom," he pointed at Shen Xiuqin beside him, "Sweep out as you leave."

The woman's mouth twitched slightly, her face filled with a look of sudden understanding. She looked back at Lu Mingchu, this person...Thinking to herself, she slowly stood up and truly reached out her hand to take the broom from Lu Mingchu's grasp.

Shen Xiujin's handsome face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

A broom, sweeping out the door... throwing him away as trash

"Don't answer!" he barked, his face grim.

The woman looked up at him, a challenging glint in her eyes, and reached out to take the broom Lu Ming had offered. "Mr. Shen," she said, "please."

Did the little child really reach out and take the broom

This time, Shen Xiuqin was not calm.

"I hate Lu Mingchu with all my heart. Little one, how did you get to know someone like him How could he be here"

This demeanor, this tone, is exactly that of a jealous husband caught red-handed.

The woman was about to say she didn't know him, that he was just a guest, but a voice cut her off.

"How did you two meet Is Mr. Shen, the CEO, taking care of this" As she spoke, she took a big step forward, standing beside the woman and stretching out her arm to hook her shoulder: "My child and I met through fate, became acquainted in Dali's ancient city, and vowed our love here by the Erhai Lake."

"Well then, Mr. Shen the CEO is feeling jealous"

A woman was having her shoulders grabbed, just about to struggle free when the man beside her leaned in slightly, whispering into her ear with a voice only they could hear: “Don’t move. If you don’t want him to keep bothering you, then just act along with me for this play.”

As expected, the woman in his arms stopped struggling. Lu Mingchu’s eyes flashed a faint smile before he raised his chin, provoking Shen Xiujin.

Facing him, Shen Xiujin gritted his teeth, using all his strength to suppress the urge to punch Lu Mingchu. In his narrow eyes, there seemed to be an indescribable mixture of emotion and pain.

"Really"

He clearly had knuckles that cracked with every finger pinch, but he just stared intently at the woman across from him, who was being held in another man's arms, and asked, "Xiao Tong, is what he said, true"

"Does it really matter" the woman said, turning her head away... She didn't want to see those eyes anymore, those deep eyes filled with love and pain... Who was she trying to fool

Shen Xiujin's deep affection and pain, have never been for her!

Suddenly, Shen Xiujin smiled, but his eyes were cold: "Lu Mingchu! You're looking for death!"acing those you once knew with shame. In front of these old friends, who used to sit and chat over tea as equals, kneeling, crawling past shards of glass, squeezing through their pants, begging for m...