MTL - Taking Part in a Survival Game with My Brother-Chapter 167 how is your son

  Chapter 167 How is your son?

  Lu Yang looked up, "Jiang Yanzhou?"

  Lu Mingyu nodded abruptly: "Yes!"

  Lu Yang thought about it for a moment, and felt that after knowing Jiang Yanzhou for so long, he was able to catch up with cuteness only twice. The first time was when he was suddenly surprised when he was wearing casual clothes at home, and the other time was... last night.

   Contraction of undulating abdominal muscles, unbearable depression, intermittent breathing... so cute and precious.

   It's like a beast breaking out of a cage.

ready.

   Recalling this point, she rolled up her eyes and said truthfully, "He's not as cute as a dog."

   Whoo!

  Lu Mingyu's confidence suddenly came up, and he raised his head and chest full of confidence: "Yangyang, you have vision!"

   Lu Yang glanced at him, and his smile gradually grew stronger.

  A silly brother who is easy to satisfy.

  After she finished eating, Lu Mingyu asked concerned: "Yang, brother is not here this week, do you want to go home?"

  Although Jiang Yanzhou agreed to help take care of her, a man is a man after all, and it is impossible to think about things from a girl's point of view.

"No return."

  Lu Mingyu knows Lu Yang well, and respects her decision, so he won't try to persuade her.

   Lu Mingyu went to pursue his dream and left for a short period of time, Lu Yang agreed.

  Any kind of emotion should not be a stumbling rope that restrains them in a better direction.

   Get along with each other when you have time, and cherish when you get along.

   Supporting each other is the best.

  Lu Yang stood at the intersection, looked up at the planes flying by in the sky, pursed his lips and smiled happily.

  A black car parked quietly in front of her, with the windows of the back seat rolled down, waiting quietly for Lu Yang to cast his gaze on him.

   Eyes met, Fei Zhen looked at her with cold eyes, and his thin lips moved: "Lu Yang, let's talk."

  Lu Yang twitched the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, without any fear, he said, "I don't have time now, I can do it in the evening, please send me the address."

   "My time is precious." Fei Zhen said indifferently.

   "My time is also precious." Lu Yang didn't change his face.

   After speaking, she waved her hand, ignored her, and left.

  Qin Jue held the steering wheel, glanced at the rearview mirror, looked at the man in charge of business, and said cautiously, "Mr. Fei, are you just letting her go?"

  Fei Zhen didn't answer directly, but said, "Let her go."

  There is an obvious food chain relationship and a hidden food chain in the world.

  The obvious chain is that the rich cannot beat the powerful.

   And the hidden chain is a psychological game.

  Lu Yang's professional attainment is indeed rare, but there is one thing about her that is more attractive.

  …

  Lu Yang was busy with his own affairs in the afternoon, Jiang Yanzhou was busy filming, and Lu Mingyu was still on the plane.

  The address Fei Zhen sent her was a star restaurant.

  Lu Yang arrived on time, occasionally glanced out of the window, the whole conversation seemed a little careless.

   She has a good sense of what to say to what kind of person and how to behave.

  This kind of careless treatment may feel a little disrespectful to others, but it is very comfortable for Fei Zhen who is used to ignoring others.

   "How are you thinking?" Fei Zhen cut straight to the point again, "You are always welcome at Fei's Group."

   "Mr. Fei is not afraid that I will take your property away?" Lu Yang shook the cup in his hand, and swept towards the drizzle outside the glass window. The rain came unexpectedly.

  The battle for the successor of Fei Zhen's family business is not over yet, Lu Yang knows this very well.

  Boss Fei sneered, without saying a word, but mockingly.

   It seems to say that she is overwhelmed.

  Lu Yang didn't respond, he just stared outside, and suddenly a figure appeared outside.

  Fei Zhen followed Lu Yang's gaze and saw Jiang Yanzhou wearing a black windbreaker, holding an umbrella in one hand, and putting the other in the pocket of the windbreaker.

   Crystal drops of water are left along the ribs,

  His short hair has a few strands of mist floating on it, his eyes are pierced through the thin rain curtain, and the narrow and long eye ends are indifferently filled with dense mist.

  The waiter saw him coming in, and enthusiastically wanted to take the umbrella, but was declined.

  Looking at the people not far away, Lu Yang smiled.

  The white light in the restaurant cast a faint halo on Jiang Yanzhou's side face. When he looked up, he saw the smile on the corner of her mouth, and couldn't help but also smiled.

  Outside, darkness and light intertwine, and the light and shadow are mysterious.

  Fei Zhen's cold and heartless face didn't change much. He already knew about Lu Yang and Jiang Yanzhou's matter, and it was true. He was even more sure that Lu Yang had an invisible and intangible lethality.

  If Fei Zhen represents money, then Jiang Yanzhou represents power.

   When the two collide, it is clear at a glance who will win and who will lose.

  She is not afraid of power, but how can she be afraid of money.

  Lu Yang shifted his gaze to Fei Zhen, expressing his attitude, "I promised to come to see you, but I just want to ask how your son is doing?"

  Jiang Yanzhou had an aura of alienation and indifference, and his whole body was covered with a warm halo against the light, which was extremely vague and unreal.

  (end of this chapter)