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Jiang Mian thought she didn't have much of an appetite, but to her surprise, she took her first bite of barbecue.

I found myself looking like a starving ghost reincarnated.

She had no appetite at all; she was like a glutton!

The storm was being sucked in.

Lu Bozhou stood by the door, leaning against the door frame, watching her with great interest.

Noticing Lu Bozhou's gaze, Jiang Mian avoided meeting his eyes.

He simply turned his body around.

In Lu Bozhou's view, a 'cocoon' wrapped in a blanket flickered and turned its back to him.

Lu Bozhou's lips curled up slightly.

It's been a long time since I've had something this interesting.

The man tapped a few times on his phone and sent a message.

Then walk forward.

To be precise, he walked toward her.

Even though Jiang Mian was unwilling and felt ashamed, she had no choice but to admit it.

In her past life, she had been deeply infatuated with him.

Many things seem to have developed muscle memory.

Even Lu Bozhou's footsteps could be clearly distinguished.

The sofa sank in on one side.

The man sat at the other end of the sofa, leaning back in the soft armchair with his hands clasped in front of his chest, looking very relaxed and carefree.

He looked at her indifferently.

Jiang Mian couldn't hold out for long; she could only raise her eyes and glance at him.

"tasty?"

The man asked in a low voice.

Jiang Mian pursed her lips, her rosy lips still stained with some chili powder.

She handed him the things she was holding.

The meaning is very simple; you'll know once you try it yourself.

She knew Lu Bozhou wouldn't try it; he looked down on these things.

I used to crave it myself. What young woman doesn't love barbecue, crayfish, and fried chicken?

She was no exception, and Lu Bozhou occasionally ran into her.

She proudly showed off her wares, even peeling the skewers off the sticks and placing them on the plate, and even peeling the crayfish.

When he gave it to Lu Bozhou, he was met with cold stares and sarcastic remarks.

She only knows how to eat junk food...

Jiang Mian's thoughts were interrupted by the man's actions before she could finish her calculations.

The man's long, slender fingers reached out and took a skewer of grilled meat from her hand. He raised an eyebrow, brought it to his lips, and took a bite.

Jiang Mian was stunned and stared at him.

She had felt more than once how much she regretted her past and how much she regretted those sincere and passionate feelings.

How regrettable those times were.

I thought I was numb, but I can still feel the sharp pain in my heart.

She was just a nanny, and she married him on short notice.

But when the photo was taken, the corners of his mouth were curved.

He's even willing to try junk food.

In his previous life, he was so insignificant that he was reduced to dust, yet he had nothing.

Nothing.

Jiang Mian's gaze was somewhat vacant, and the focus of her eyes drifted far away.

"It doesn't taste good." The man frowned, his expression showing a hint of disgust.

His voice brought Jiang Mian back to her senses.

"Mr. Lu has a discerning and expensive palate, so these takeout stalls are certainly not to your liking."

Jiang Mian tried her best, but she still couldn't help but let her tone carry a hint of mockery.

Upon hearing this, Lu Bozhou looked at her calmly, and after a moment, said in a low voice, "I wasn't picky. I'll eat anything when I'm starving."

Jiang Mian didn't react at first when she heard this, but soon her brows furrowed.

Realizing that Lu Bozhou's words were clearly ambiguous!

It refers to not being picky about food.

Who knows if it contains the implication that they are not picky about the women they choose?

He only made a sarcastic remark, but it was met with a double entendre.

Jiang Mian pursed her lips, stopped talking, and continued eating her barbecue in silence.

Soon after, an assistant brought over clean clothes.

Lu Bozhou looked at Jiang Mian and said, "I'm going to the company. You should get some rest. We'll pick up Lu Chaochi tomorrow."

Upon hearing her son's name, Jiang Mian's eyes lit up.

What time should I pick you up?

"Either is fine." Lu Bozhou had no objections. He pulled out a clean shirt, shook it out, and casually untied his bathrobe.

Even if Jiang Mian doesn't look at it intentionally, she can still catch it out of the corner of her eye.

The bathrobe slipped off the man's shoulders.

It reveals the beautifully sculpted back muscles and spinal groove, extending all the way down to the firm and powerful waistline.

And his beautifully muscular back was covered in scratches!

This immediately reminded Jiang Mian of the intensity that had occurred!

Her eyes suddenly felt hot.

Quickly look away.

Lu Bozhou put on his shirt and buttoned it up one button at a time.

He raised his hand, lowered his eyes, and fastened his cufflinks.

Even the way this man buttoned his shirt was incredibly sexy and alluring.

Lu Bozhou quickly changed his clothes and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, he looked at Jiang Mian.

“Go choose a car and tell Song Xun, he will arrange it, or I can find one I like in my garage and have Song Xun handle the paperwork.”

The man's voice was calm, but judging from his expression, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Jiang Mian knew that this man's appearance gave people the impression of being aloof and ascetic.

But he's wild in bed.

And I feel good every time I'm 'full'.

Even though he had so much dissatisfaction with her before, and so little affection for her.

After eating a full meal, one's mood and attitude will improve significantly.

If I have something I want to discuss with him, I can usually get a fairly satisfactory answer in this situation.

Jiang Mian then thought of what Gong Yan had said before.

Ask him for the money.

Jiang Mian gently bit her lip, still wondering how to start the conversation.

But when it came to actually speaking up, it turned out not to be that difficult.

That's true. When you still love him, you care about so-called dignity.

I don't want my loved one to look down on me.

But without love, it seems like it doesn't matter as much anymore.

“I don’t need a car.” Jiang Mian turned to look into Lu Bozhou’s eyes, her gaze unwavering. “Give me the money.”

Upon hearing her words, the man's eyes suddenly darkened.

Jiang Mian noticed the deepening color in his eyes and thought he was going to get angry.

She was already prepared for him to be angry.

Unexpectedly, that didn't happen.

The man simply stared at her intently for a moment before...

He said calmly, "How much?"

She was the one who asked, but when Lu Bozhou actually asked her how much it cost...

Jiang Mian still felt a pricking pain in her heart.

It feels like something with clearly marked prices...

Jiang Mian pinched her palm hard to hold back, and took a deep breath.

“…Three hundred, three million.” Jiang Mian looked directly into his eyes. “I want three million a year.”

Lu Bozhou raised an eyebrow slightly. "Three million?"

Jiang Mian nodded.

She had barely nodded when Lu Bozhou's next words terrified her so much that she nearly lost her mind!

She looked directly into the man's eyes, so she could see the subtle, ambiguous meaning in them.

Then, a deep, slightly hoarse voice was heard asking a question, as if it carried a profound meaning.

"What? Is this all Gong Yan teaches you? So you'll have to ask me for more money again?"

In an instant, Jiang Mian felt a chill spread down her spine!

What does "again" mean?