Merit System: Billionaire’s Reborn Cute Wife

On the surface, Lu Zihao was trying to comfort his mother, but in reality, his mind was already on Li Xi, who was far away from the school.    

    

For her birthday next week, he would have to prepare a surprise as well as a present.    

    

Hopefully, he would be able to take a step forward on his birthday.    

    

Especially when he was having lunch with his little aunt at noon, and that guy even made a couple out of him and the other women.    

    

She had never wanted to be a couple with him!    

    

With this understanding, he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart.    

    

This was too depressing!    

    

"..."    

    

In the evening, after Lu Chengchuan returned home, he brought back some news.    

    

Qian Chengye was put in jail for questioning and his life was taken.    

    

If he had entered the cell later, he would be a corpse now.    

    

If she rolled around the bed with the blanket in her arms, she would exclaim about how hard money was.    

    

Finally, she rolled to Lu Chengchuan's side and asked, "In the next two days, can big brother send Qian Deshou back to Skywave?"    

    

Qian Chengye and the fake Chen Mo didn't know, but Qian Deshou would have already been sent to the Chu Family's villa.    

    

Even if they were to fall out in Tianlang, they would not meet Qian Deshou.    

    

"Why?" Lu Chengchuan raised his head from the document.    

    

"That fake Chen Mo always wants to see Qian Deshu's situation. I'll let him have a look. That's good!"    

    

Now that Qian Chengye was in jail, the Hou family would not make a move either.    

    

No, Qian Chengye had never been the key.    

    

The reason why Chen Mo spent so much effort on the fake one was probably to confirm if she could cure Hou Yongping of the poison.    

    

In any case, she hadn't treated Qian Deshu yet, so he could take a look at her and let her rest.    

    

After that, he could focus all of his attention on Chen Mo's search and rescue.    

    

If she died, there was nothing she could do. But if she didn't die, then no matter what, she had to think of a way to save him.    

    

Lu Chengchuan thought deeply for a moment, then said: "Wait a bit more."    

    

"You want to use Qian Deshou as bait?" If he paused for a moment, he would get up from the bed and move to Lu Chengchuan's side with a groan.    

    

Seeing the girl blinking with an adorable appearance, Lu Chengchuan extended his arms and carried her in his embrace, along with the blanket.    

    

With a low grunt, he leaned over and placed his forehead on her neck, admiring her unique fragrance.    

    

His fingers gently combed down her hair.    

    

"Do you need me to do anything?" If you take his hand, hold it tight.    

    

"No need, you just need to continue doing what you want, leave the rest to me."    

    

If he curled his lips, he would turn around and kiss him on the cheek. "Okay, I'll leave it all to you!"    

    

A hint of a smile flashed across Lu Chuan's eyes. The girl in his embrace was willing to rely on him, better than anything else.    

    

As long as she was willing to rely on him and stay by his side, he would be able to control the monster in the deepest part of his heart.    

    

As long as she never left …    

    

Lu Chengchuan kissed her delicate shoulder, his thin lips sweeping across her beautiful neck and landing on her petite earlobes.    

    

If he couldn't hold it in anymore, he would pinch!    

    

"Yes." Lu Chengchuan wrapped his arms around her waist and continued to kiss.    

    

"Stop messing around!" If she pushed him, "You're still talking about serious matters!"    

    

"Nope."    

    

If he was not allowed to continue kissing, she wriggled her head to avoid his thin lips.    

    

Lu Chengchuan raised an eyebrow, lifted up the quilt and laid down. He hugged the quilt tightly, and his handsome face had a hint of a burning look on it.    

    

If she felt his fingers on her back, 'whoosh', her face would flush red, and she would immediately hold his hand.    

    

"Are you trying to be a hooligan!?"