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On the computer.
The surveillance video of Song Junzhu lying on the carpet until her legs went numb, and Lu Xing carrying her to the sofa yesterday, was playing.
Unlike CEO Wen's careful concealment...
From the first day he came to the mansion, Lu Xing could see that there were many surveillance cameras installed both inside and outside.
All of Professor Song's surveillance cameras were quite obvious, very much in line with her straightforward style, glaringly obvious. Anyone who wasn't blind could see them.
So Lu Xing was not surprised.
The only thing he found surprising was why Song Junzhu would be watching this surveillance video.
Lu Xing had thought that Song Junzhu was just looking at what had happened yesterday.
But after observing her for a while, Lu Xing found that he had guessed wrong.
Song Junzhu was like an exquisite, cold sculpture. The faint, cold light from the screen shone on her quiet side profile.
She wasn't doing anything else.
She was just repeatedly dragging the video bar, repeatedly watching the scene where she was held by Lu Xing.
Over and over again.
Lu Xing's heart trembled. He quickly returned to the bedroom.
From the first day he had lived in this bedroom, he had checked it in various ways.
There were no surveillance cameras in the bedroom.
And because of this, Lu Xing could use the most simple words to express his feelings at this moment.
"Holy f*ck!"
Shocking.
Truly shocking!
Lu Xing knew Song Junzhu's personality very well.
This person's destructive desire was too strong. When faced with something that displeased her, her first thought was definitely to destroy it!
And even before, when Song Junzhu was drunk and asleep, when Lu Xing had carried her to the bedroom, he had found a few bottles of medication for mental illness with unpronounceable names in her bedside table.
Song Junzhu was sick. She was definitely a sick person. So Lu Xing, for his own safety, had used more patience with her.
But now.
No.
Or perhaps, from the time he had calmed Song Junzhu's rioting spirit, she had not forced him to do anything again.
And now.
Professor Song, with her extremely strong destructive desire, wanted a hug.
But she didn't directly ask Lu Xing for one. Instead, she found a video and was watching it over and over again.
Lu Xing's heart trembled violently.
This was completely beyond his imagination of Song Junzhu's personality!
From the yacht and fireworks, Lu Xing had known that Song Junzhu had a good impression of him.
But he was still wrong.
He had misjudged the intensity of this good impression.
'Can I still leave?'
For the first time, Lu Xing was silent. The other clients were all easy to handle.
Only Song Junzhu.
She was an extremely unstable psycho who could explode at any moment. It was just that her liking him now was suppressing her desire for violence.
"Fuck!"
Lu Xing lay on the floor, staring blankly at the ceiling, and murmured to himself.
"Professor Song, I will absolutely not eat anything you give me in the future."
He had seen many books on chemistry and biology on Song Junzhu's bookshelf.
"You won't poison me, will you?"
In Lu Xing's mind, countless TV drama plots instantly appeared.
More terrifying than an antisocial personality is a high-IQ antisocial personality...
He had even seen on the news before that a medical student had stabbed her boyfriend dozens of times, and none of the stabs were fatal.
"Professor Song, you won't use your profession to deal with me, will you?"
You won't, right?
You definitely won't, right?
Lu Xing was in tears, his defenses completely broken.
Afternoon.
For the first time, Lu Xing gave up his professional integrity and lay on the bed in self-abandonment.
CEO Wen, Chi Yueshan, Wei Qingyu, and Xia Yeshuang were all quite controllable because they were all normal people.
Among them.
CEO Wen, who had the most ability and capacity to retaliate against him, was the most decent one.
The rest...
Was Song Junzhu, this capable and uncontrollable lunatic.
Lu Xing turned over and buried his face in the pillow, his scalp tingling.
"What do you want me to do?"
No matter how well he planned, no matter how much he guessed people's hearts, no matter how at ease he was...
He was just a student under nineteen.
After a moment.
Lu Xing still thought of a countermeasure. He lifted his head from the pillow, his gaze heavy.
'Professor Song, I will definitely beat you by half a stone.'
...
Knock, knock, knock.
A knock on the door sounded. Lu Xing immediately composed himself, got up, and went to open the door.
"Professor Song."
"Mm."
Song Junzhu was holding a tray with food on it. This was the first time she had done this, and she was a little clumsy.
"I came to see you at noon and found you were sleeping, so I didn't call you."
"Now the time is about right. You should eat something and wash up."
"My friend is coming soon. You can meet her and chat for a while, then I have to go to the airport."
Song Junzhu unnaturally stuffed the food into Lu Xing's hand and directly turned and walked towards the study.
Lu Xing stared at her nervous and clumsy movements.
'Damn it.'
This food is poisoned, isn't it!
Lu Xing didn't eat a single bite. He poured the milk directly into the toilet, found a plastic bag, put the food in it, and put it in his schoolbag to be thrown away when he left the mansion.
He didn't want to gamble on whether this food was normal or not.
A gambler will only have nothing.
...
Study.
"How is it, how is it?"
Zhang Yue's voice was exceptionally excited on the other end of the phone.
To capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach.
But given that Song Junzhu's cooking skills were a mess, Zhang Yue had come up with another idea.
Who cares what the food is? As long as the concern is there, isn't that enough?
Song Junzhu sat on the armchair, thinking about Lu Xing's expression just now, and said with some hesitation.
"Why do I feel like he's not very happy?"
Her intuition had always been very accurate. Only in matters of love had it completely failed.
Zhang Yue felt that Song Junzhu's description as a love idiot was definitely not accurate, so she said.
"Anyway, I'm already on my way. I'll be there soon."
"I'll go and see for myself in a bit. What kind of deity managed to ensnare the high and mighty Professor Song!"
Song Junzhu really had no idea what to do about this kind of thing and could only follow Zhang Yue's suggestion. But she still reminded her.
"You..."
"Don't scare him. Be a little more gentle when you talk."
Zhang Yue rolled her eyes.
She had never met a person who spoke less gently than Song Junzhu in her life, and now Song Junzhu was reminding her?
You love-struck fool!
Although she had gotten Zhang Yue's promise, Song Junzhu still naggingly reminded her again and again.
"I don't know when I can come back to Haicheng. You take good care of him."
"If he spends too much money, you just tell me directly, and I'll reimburse you."
"If you run into any other problems, you can solve them if you can. If you can't, you must call me."
"And..."
Zhang Yue, on the other end of the phone, listened with a look of utter despair.
'F*ck!'
I've never seen Song Junzhu be so long-winded!
After chattering for a long time, the mansion was getting closer and closer. Zhang Yue suddenly thought of something.
"By the way."
"What should I call your man?"
"I can't just call him 'duck,' can I?"
Song Junzhu thought for a moment and said.
"His name is Lu Xing."
"You can just call him Little Lu."
The smile on Zhang Yue's lips suddenly froze. She felt that she must have been working too many night shifts and was hearing things.
An illusion.
It must be an illusion.
Zhang Yue slapped herself and asked again.
"I didn't hear clearly. What's his name?"
...
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