"Mr. Lu is so polite. How can you send me a delivery in person? I'll send someone to get it now!" Su Chen was in a meeting and received a call from Lu Niange. Thinking of what Li Qingshen asked him to do a while ago, he quickly raised his hand and signaled that the meeting would stop. He walked out of the conference room with his cell phone and found a place where no one answered.

Lu Niange pursed his lips and said, "No need to send someone to get it. I want to meet Young Master Li Qingshen and hand over what he wants to him by the way."

Su Chen swept away the laziness just now, held his cell phone, his eyes were sharp, and after a while, he spoke: "Mr. Lu, this is probably a bit difficult. My brother is feeling unwell recently and he is in the hospital. It's not something that anyone can't disturb if he wants to disturb him!"

Lu Niange waited for a while, his eyes flashed slightly before he spoke again, saying, "You know that no one can get what you want except me, so I want to see Young Master Li Qingshen."

Su Chen felt a little angry. He had been threatened and forced by others since he was a child, but he was still suppressed and was full of verbal verbal voice: "Why should Mr. Lu be so serious? Well, I'll call my brother now and ask when he will have time to summon you."

Su Chen deliberately bit the word "summoning" seriously, and then hung up the phone.

Lu Niange sat at the dining table, keeping a position without moving, staring at a vase in the private room, as if he was looking at the vase, and seemed to be immersed in his thoughts. After a while, his cell phone suddenly rang, he came back to his senses and answered quickly. Before he could speak, Su Chen's voice came from the phone: "My brother said that he has time the day after tomorrow, and he will ask you to meet at the Luyuan Club in the city center."

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Ling Momo's foot injury was not severely sprained. She could walk on the ground the next day, and on the third day, she was no different from a normal person.

The day when Li Qingshen asked Lu Niange to meet was also the second day when Ling Momo was free to move.

Li Qingshen was blind and could not drive. The driver came to pick him up and brought a brand new dress.

After changing his clothes and packing them up, Li Qingshen said to Ling Momo: "I have something to do. Go out with Su Chen. Where do you want to go for a walk? I'll arrange for the driver to take you there."

Ling Momo thought that she had never returned home since Li Qingshen was seriously ill, so she shook her head and said, "I haven't been home for a long time, so she happened to go back to get a few clothes."

Li Qingshen thought for a while, nodded, and said, "Okay."

Ling Momo asked again: "When will you go back to the hospital?"

Li Qing pondered deeply and said leisurely: "It's three o'clock in the afternoon."

Ling Momo smiled: "Okay, then I'll come to the hospital to accompany you at that time."

When Li Qingshen arrived at the Luyuan Club, Su Chen was already waiting at the door. As soon as the car steadily, Su Chen came up, opened the car door, helped Li Qingshen get out of the car, and then walked into the private room under the guidance of the waiter.

Lu Niange had arrived. When he saw Li Qingshen and Su Chen walking in, he immediately stood up with a smile on his face, looking extremely intimate: "Mr. Li, Mr. Su, here you are."

Su Chen smiled and smoked a cigarette and handed it to Lu Niange, and his tone was leisurely: "I've been waiting for a long time."

Lu Niange took the cigarette, took the lighter, lit Su Chen with both hands, and said, "No, I just arrived."

Su Chen took a sip of the cigarette slowly, looked at Li Qingshen, who had been standing silently, pulled him down and then continued to speak to Lu Niange: "Sit down and talk."

Lu Niange sat opposite Su Chen and Li Qingshen, picked up the teapot beside him, arrived at three cups of tea, pushed two of them in front of Su Chen and Li Qingshen, and said politely: "I know that Young Master Li likes to drink tea, so I specially ordered the best black tea in this club."

Su Chen nodded, thanking him.

Lu Niange put the recorder out of his pocket, put it on the table, and then slowly pushed it in front of Li Qingshen, "What you want."

Su Chen picked up the recorder and pressed the switch. The conversation inside was spread out without saying a word. After listening, Su Chen put away the recorder.

Li Qingshen, who had never spoken before, listened to the recording and curled his lips casually with a hint of mockery.

Su Chen handed the teacup to Li Qingshen's palm. Li Qingshen took a sip slowly, then leaned into the back of the chair and said straight to the point: "Mr. Lu, why is it for me?"

Lu Niange looked at Li Qingshen for a while and didn't say anything. At the end, he smiled and asked, "Is she doing well?"

He hadn't seen Ling Momo for a long time, and he deliberately wanted to inquire about her, but there was no trace of it.

He knew that the day when Li Qingshen was in a car accident, Ling Momo was at the scene, but the news was blocked with great caution. He had no way of knowing whether she was injured that day.

Li Qingshen knew who Lu Niange meant "she" and his expression was a little heavy.

He very much dislikes a man asking for information about Ling Momo from himself.

Especially this man, he is the man Ling Momo once loved.

However, Li Qingshen's expression was calm and his tone was calm: "I am happy to talk about her with others, but I think, except you, because, she definitely doesn't want to."

Lu Niange's heart hurt a lot because of this sentence.

Li Qingshen always touches the deepest pain in people's heart with one word.

That's right, Ling Momo is no longer the Ling Momo in the past. She wishes to be close to him, Chu and Han, and they don't know each other, so how could he hope that he will ask behind his back if she is doing well?

In fact, just as Jian Chenxi said, he had no choice but to try to ask something from Li Qingshen.

Now it seems that Li Qingshen has no intention of telling him at all.

He slowly turned his face away, his heart filled with indescribable depression, and there was a sourness in his eyes and mist. After a while, he closed his eyes and sighed weakly, then gritted his teeth and said, "I know why I promised Young Master Su to help you. Do you cheat this recording from Xiao Xi?"

Although Li Qingshen's eyes were blind, his expression became cold at this moment, and his thin and beautiful lips were pursed into a line.

There is a strong sense of oppression and slowly seeping out.
Chapter completed!