She was a newcomer, unfamiliar with the place, and nothing she said was appropriate.
If you are too humble, you are afraid of losing face as a young commander, and if you are too arrogant, you are afraid of attracting criticism.
The best way is to talk less and do more.
No one's interests are involved.
It is better to be clean.
Lu Cheng smiled lightly and said, "Okay, if we don't have anything else to do, let's break up the meeting."
"Yes."
Everyone stood up and waited for Lu Cheng to take Luo Xi out before they went back to convey the order of the young marshal's wife's arrival.
As soon as Lu Cheng took Luo Xi out, the assistant waiting at the door stepped forward and said, "Young Marshal, Young Master Lie has sent someone here."
Lu Cheng's face froze slightly, "What's the matter?"
"Young Master Lie proposed to meet with you."
Lu Cheng glanced at Luo Xi beside him, but Luo Xi asked him first, "Who is Young Master Lie?"
Seeing that he could no longer hide it from her, Lu Cheng had no choice but to explain, "She is an important partner of ours.
I will arrange for you to meet her after a while.
You can rest assured to raise the baby first."
Although he would never let Jing Mulie see Luo Xi, since he said he was a partner, there was no reason to hide it.
After a while, Luo Xi became pregnant, and it became inconvenient to run around, so the meeting was naturally put aside.
Besides, when Luo Xi wants to go, this interest partner who wants to take advantage of him can also disappear with Jing Mohao.
As for whether to annex the Dark Empire, it is not within the scope of his consideration for the time being.
"Oh" Luo Xi gently touched his flat belly.
Is there really a child here?
I hope it's true.
At least it can prove that what I heard these days is not a scam.
"Then I'll go meet him first, and you can go back to the castle by yourself.
Are you afraid?"
Luo Xi shook his head.
"Okay," Lu Cheng loosened his arm around her, "Then you go over, I'll watch you go over."
Luo Xi felt that she suddenly lost support behind her.
Yiyi glanced at him and followed his instructions and walked towards the castle alone.
Lu Cheng watched the woman's slender back disappear from sight and pondered slightly.
The assistant asked aloud, "Young Marshal, who is this?"
Lu Cheng raised his eyes slightly, came to his senses, and replied, "My wife."
Under the dumbfounded expression of the assistant, he lifted up his legs and left.
Two hours later.
In a luxurious private room in a magnificent underground casino, there is a soft purple-red mink velvet, on which a man in red robe lies on his side, with a leisurely look on his face.
Lu Cheng followed the guide at the door and stepped in, standing firmly in front of the man in red robe.
"What do you want from me?"
Jing Mulie raised his eyes with an evil look on his face, and shook the golden cup in his hand back and forth between his long white fingers, "I heard that your recent plans are going very smoothly."
Lu Cheng didn't answer his question and asked his own question, "What do you want from me?"
"If you guessed it right," Jing Mulie straightened up and sat up, throwing the glass in his hand at Lu Cheng's neck.
Lu Cheng quickly stretched out his hand and took the stiff wine glass into his hand.
It was so hard that his face hurt.
But it was still a cold color.
Jing Mulie sneered and continued, "You should already have what you want.
Burning bridges across rivers is not your style, Marshal Lu."
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"Whatever you want me to do, just say it directly, no need to beat around the bush."
Lu Cheng's voice was not cold or harsh, but he did not mean to be threatened
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