"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Jing Mulie raised his upper lip to his lower lip and made a series of smacking sounds, "Listen, Marshal Lu has a new beauty.
His confidence is strong.
Now he doesn't even bother to sit in my seat, Jing Mulie's."
Lu Cheng still stood without moving, "Since you know that I'm newlywed, take the time to tell me what you need me to do."
"Newlyweds" Jing Mulie chewed these four words meaningfully, "When will the bride be?"
"Don't try to trick her."
Lu Cheng cut off his intention without hesitation. \ Just from the curly ending of his voice, Lu Cheng could guess what evil thoughts he was having.
No matter what his plans were, he would not let him see Luo Xi.
Someone like him who specializes in picking out married women to play with must not be allowed to see Luo Xi.
The corners of Jing Mulie's sexy lips curled up evilly, and he let out a chuckle, "Oh, no words, I didn't see it, you are still an infatuated person."
"You called me here today to talk to me about my family affairs, right?"
Lu Cheng was obviously a little impatient.
For Jing Mulie's erratic temperament, only by being more calm than him could he seize the initiative.
The corners of Jing Mulie's lips were still curled up, but he seemed to be very talkative, "No words, if you talk about business, if you don't sit down, what will I say?"
Lu Cheng calmed down his emotions.
If Jing Mulie got angry, even the King of Heaven wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
There was no other way, so Lu Cheng had no choice but to sit down firmly on the soft couch beside him, "Let's talk."
Jing Mulie threw away the cup in his hand and stretched out his hand to the person behind him.
The entourage behind him immediately came over with a stack of materials.
Jing Mulie threw the materials on the table in front of him and said in a very lazy voice, "If my investigation is correct, the woman who is newly married to you is called Luo Xi, right?"
Lu Cheng's heart was in doubt, but he pretended to be calm and replied, "Don't try to trick me.
I said, don't try to influence her.
You can just talk about other things."
Jing Mulie's eyes wandered over him, with a hint of admiration, "Okay, no words, the love is really as deep as the sea."
Lu Chengcheng breathed heavily and did not respond.
Jing Mulie continued his intriguing tone, "I have made up my mind about what I want to do."
With a "Teng" sound, Lu Cheng stood up from the soft couch in an instant.
His gentle gaze was full of anger and he rushed straight to Jing Mulie in front of him, "Then there is no need to talk."
With that said, he raised his legs and prepared to leave.
Jing Mulie gracefully waved a gesture behind him, and a crowd of followers swarmed up, blocking Lu Cheng's way out.
Seeing this, Lu Cheng's assistant rushed in and stood in front of Lu Cheng.
Lu Cheng pushed away the person in front of him slightly and frowned, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Jing Mulie's smile remained unchanged and he looked like he was under control.
He changed his position and lay on his back on the couch, which seemed to be more comfortable.
"Don't you take a look at the documents on the table?
This is a good thing that I spent a lot of effort to get."
Lu Cheng turned his eyes to him and examined the micro-expressions on his face for a long time.
No matter how good he was at observing words and emotions, he couldn't get any results from his unchanged smiling expression.
He and Jing Mohao, one was so smiling that there was no flaw in them, and the other was so cold that it was impossible to confront each other.
Sure enough, they met their opponents, but with him as the middleman, why not reap the benefits.
Lu Cheng turned his attention to the documents on the table and picked them up without any further hesitation
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