Quickly wear: Host, you are too rebellious!

Although the Ming family is rich, compared with the You family's single-family villa, it is much simpler.

The place where the old man of the Ming family lives is just a flat floor of a few hundred square meters.

It doesn't look like he comes from a wealthy family.

When I first arrived, I sat on the sofa and looked at the simple decoration with disgust.

Co-author Stinginess is still hereditary.

Mr. Ming was also at home. He came out to see her and then went back on crutches.

After a while, he came out with a blanket and threw it to Chu Lu, "Although Mother Liu has taken leave to go home to visit relatives, you'd better not touch her room and deal with it on the sofa."

Chulu hugged the blanket, a little unbelievable, "I don't even deserve a room??"

So why did you desperately want to find the original owner to come back?

It's better to let the original owner stay at You Changjun's house, at least he won't be stingy! !

"There are no extra quilt covers for you to change."

Mr. Ming sat over and said, "I heard that you were fired?"

"!! No, who did you listen to?" Are they all the same intelligence system?

Chu Lu crossed his legs and said, "Do you want to know my future career plan? Do you want to know the life direction of the leading heroine's cool novel? Give me 50,000, and I will tell you everything!"

"..." Ming Lao looked at her with an expression that was hard to explain.

"This is the Ming family's discounted price. Others don't have it yet!"

"How much money can you make in a month?" Mr. Ming was a little disgusted.

"..." A pain that can never be mentioned.

It’s not time to pay wages yet this month.

She was suspended! !

I really have no money.

Seeing her silence, Mr. Ming didn't ask any more questions. He just stood up and said, "Go to sleep."

"Sleep?? Isn't it...three o'clock in the afternoon??"

I thought it was three o'clock in the fucking morning.

"Take a nap! Young people really don't understand anything. No wonder your uncle was beaten. This is the result of not taking a nap!"

The old man spoke righteously, with a nose and an eye.

If Chu Lu hadn't just seen Ming Mu's leg that was about to be broken, she would have almost believed it.

"Okay, okay, you can go to sleep quickly."

The old man went to bed, and they were the only two people left in the house. Chulu really didn't have the habit of taking a nap, so he just wandered around the house casually.

This flat floor has five bedrooms, plus a study room, a flower room and a utility room, so it is quite large.

Except for the nanny's room and the one where Ming Mu usually lives, the other two rooms are locked.

Chu Lu felt itchy for a moment and pried open a room.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw that he was such a good guy, and his family was completely destitute!

There was nothing in the room, it was empty and looked a little weird.

Chu Lu immediately closed the door, old man, are you so stingy?

Why don't you decorate to save money?

Chu Lu pried open another room. This one was much more normal, with photos hanging on the wall.

When I looked closer, I saw that it was the mother of the original owner, Ming Zhao.

Compared with the simplicity of other rooms, the decoration of this room is really thoughtful. Apparently, it was the room that the original owner's mother had before she married You Changjun.

However, according to the memory of the original owner, they did not live here before.

Therefore, this room should be the room that Mr. Ming recreated for his daughter.

In this case, Chulu casually browsed through it to see what the rich life of the original owner's mother was like.

But instead of finding anything valuable, I found a cookie box.

She thought there might be some deposit here, but she didn't expect that when she opened it, she found all envelopes.

Some of the envelopes contained photos. Ming Zhao, who was eighteen or nineteen years old, looked a little green, but was smiling extremely happily. It's a little different from the mother in the original owner's memory.

Some of the envelopes contained love letters and dialogues written by the two on paper.

Chu Lu originally thought that these should be written by the father of the original owner, but he did not expect that there was only a capital "L" at the signature.

"You, Chang, Jun..."

It’s exciting. No matter which word is disassembled and reassembled, there is no letter “L” in it?

It can be clearly seen here that the original owner's mother calls herself "Z", which means "Zhao".

Childhood sweethearts or old friends? If it wasn't You Changjun, then how could he be so in love with You Changjun and fight to the death for You Changjun?

If it's You Changjun, then why... do some of the photos of the two of them deliberately depict the man's appearance?

Chulu looked at Mingzhao's photos on the wall and suddenly remembered something.

Was the original owner's mother's accidental car accident an accident or had an ulterior motive?

I just remember that during that time, You Changjun and Ming Zhao seemed to have a lot of quarrels. But every time You Changjun would lower his head to coax Ming Zhao.

What's more, the memory of the original owner is also a little blurry, and he can't think clearly at first.

By chance, a call came from Lu Liang on the phone. Maybe he figured it out and wanted to talk to her.

Chulu glanced at his phone and connected it.

The other side didn't give Chu Lu a chance to speak at all, and said directly:

"You'd better have worthwhile news, otherwise your head will interest me even more."

"We haven't seen each other for a day. Why have you become such a pervert as Yuan Yin? Aren't you from the guardian team? Are you mentally unstable?"

"Stop talking nonsense, what news."

[Yes, what news? 】4444 is also a little curious and extremely interested.

"Hmm... I haven't made it up yet."

【...Wish yourself good luck! 】4444 decisively went offline.

"Who is Mingmu's enemy?"

"How do I know!" Lu Liang gritted his teeth, "Are you kidding me?"

Co-authored transaction news, are you asking me for information? ?

Lu Liang was so angry that he immediately hung up the phone.

"Yu Shibai!" Chu Lu called out his name at the critical moment.

Lu Liang pressed his hanging hand and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

What the hell did the male protagonist do again?

"It's still early. According to Dr. Lu's ability, three hours is enough to help me find Ming Mu's enemy? Or rather, what he has been doing recently."

Lu Liang snorted coldly, "With those three hours, why didn't I just go find Yu Shibai and see what he did?"

"Then I'm afraid you can only see him for the last time in the court that sentenced him to death."

"..." The damn male protagonist has something in her hands again? ? !

Lu Liang took a deep breath and said, "You must be cruel."

Immediately, he hung up the phone.

Chu Lu smiled, it was still easy to be a villain.

Killing is always easier than protecting.

You have to protect people's lives, and you also have to protect people's reputation, and maintain it carefully, but just a small rumor can easily defeat everything.

Chulu's eyes fell on Mingzhao's photo again.

If Ming Zhao's death was an accident, then Ming Mu would not be indifferent.

So, what is You Changjun doing?

Youshi is not clear.

After sitting for a long time, Chulu's legs were a little numb, and the photos on the wall kept looking directly at her.

Even though it was just a photo, he was still a dead person after all, and Chu Lu was still a little nervous after being stared at for so long.

He simply gathered his things and left the room, and went to the flower room to stay for a while.

The greenhouse is very sunny and filled with the fragrance of flowers. There is a rocking chair, a side table and a teapot in the middle.

"Little old man, you can enjoy it for a while."

Chulu sat down, swayed slowly, watched the sunset for a while, and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but Chu Lu suddenly woke up when I noticed someone approaching.

When he opened his eyes, his hand had already touched the playing cards at his waist, and his whole body showed an extremely defensive posture.

When his vision became clear, he saw clearly that the person in front of him was Mr. Ming. She was still holding the blanket that had been thrown to her as soon as she entered the door.

"You girl, you're pretty good at finding a place to sleep."

Seeing that she was awake, Mr. Ming casually covered her with a blanket and said, "Get up quickly. It's time to have dinner later."

Chulu yawned and stretched his waist. It was already dark outside, and there was no trace of residual light.

There was only a dim small night light at hand, which barely illuminated one side.

"What time is it? What do you want to eat? What did you cook?"

"It's seven o'clock, let's eat takeout. I don't know how to cook it. It's good that I didn't wake you up and cook it for me." The little old man was still very arrogant and huffed angrily. "Are you a pig? You can sleep so well."

"I suggest you consider our blood relationship before scolding me."

"You rabbit... come out to eat!!"

Mr. Ming was so angry that he turned around and went out.

Chu Lu shook the rocking chair proudly before following him out.