Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

He carelessly thought that the days ahead were still long, and that the right of inheritance was not necessarily iron plate.

Zheng Huifang thought that, only in the past few years, she had also tried to blow the wind in her husband's ear, but when it came to the company, the other party either turned the topic off or was not cold or hot. Tito, on the contrary, seemed like she had no intention. Lu Libei's surface looked gentle and elegant, but Zheng Huifang would never forget it. When he entered the Lu family with his two sons, he looked upstairs and downstairs as if he were a jumping clown, giving life a sense of self-indulgent circumscribed humiliation.

“Mom, it's been two years since Big Brother took over the company. Did you just watch him succeed to the company in the future, and then our mother-in-law looked to him for a living?” Lu Anyan grabbed the cat's ear and slightly provoked his lips.

Zheng Huifang looked around next time, and Mama Zhang had already gone to Zhang Luo, which made him hesitate to ask, “Your father wasn't so harsh, was he? ”

The cat shook its tail uncomfortably again, then jumped out of his arms and slipped away.

Nor was Lu Anyan angry. He just looked at Zheng Huifang. "Mom, let's not talk about me and Second Brother. Do you think Dad might be able to share something for the rest of your life? Think of your French perfume, your mink coat and your famous bags and clothes, and it's a big expense to go out and party with those ladies? ”

Zheng Huifang had no family background. The encounter with Lu Zhenzhong was only a dew-water marriage. At that time, he was very fond of her, but had no other thoughts. After so many years of hard work, she succeeded in becoming a proper lady, but the noble ladies didn't see her very well. Zheng Huifang was arrogant in heart. For the sake of his breath and vanity, he spent a lot of money at every party. Over time, he entered that circle.

She hesitated to think about her future life of hardship.

Lu An Yan glanced at him and went on to say, “Mom, I have nothing to do with Second Brother, but you are different, we still expect you to give Zhang Luo a good daughter-in-law. ”

He said that Zheng Huifang's scales were still shaking. He immediately reversed to the other side. “Shall I talk to your father tonight? ”

Lu An Yan's purpose was achieved, and what was said in the other party's ear.

Zheng Huifang nodded.

Lu Zhenzhong's health was not good for two years. In addition to resting at home, he would occasionally go out for tea with an old friend. During dinner, he looked up at Shenmu Baiduo, “Is the college exam almost here? ”

His tone was neither cold nor hot, and he didn't know what attitude it was.

Shen wood nodded white.

“Don't bother your brother for a while.” He had a sip of soup, which slowed him down.

Shum Wood's heart is tight.

“Aunt Zhang, your craftsmanship is getting better.” Lu Libei put down the bowl of soup in his hand and said softly.

Mama Zhang beside her hurriedly said, "Young Master just like it. ”

Lu Libei smiled, “Suddenly I haven't been used to eating outside food lately. ”

“Li Bei, do you have a bad appetite?” Lu Zhenzhong frowned, "busy, but this body is the main money of the revolution, how busy, this should still take some time off. ”

The narrow eyes under the golden silk-edged glasses are like those of his person, and Lu Libei's tone is still mild, “Dad, I mean, I haven't been used to eating food outside lately. ”