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It's like looking for food, more like taking a walk.

Su Qiao was not as leisurely as a pigeon. She carried five bags of garbage by herself, ran to the trash can in the backyard, and put bags of different categories into matching trash cans.

After doing this, she felt relieved.

Lu Mingyuan stood in front of the window, watching her every move.

The laptop beeped, notifying him that he had received a new email. He opened it casually, but paused, resting his fingertips on the desk and tapping twice unconsciously.

The person who sent the email was his father.

The father was concise and concise, and asked him to meet the day after tomorrow at a small restaurant. He seldom communicated with his son, and neither party understood each other's habits. Only a few details could be gleaned from the few emails exchanged.

Lu Mingyuan closed his notebook and Su Qiao came back.

She said: "Today I will take out the garbage, and tomorrow you will take out the garbage. We will take turns. What do you think? By the way, do these rooms need to be cleaned every day?"

The house faces the sun, and there is plenty of light indoors. Lu Mingyuan is sitting on a black leather chair, facing the green grassy courtyard. The purple wisteria flower stand leans against the window sill and stretches its branches forward.

The light purple flower buds were hanging down, eager to bloom, waiting for the admiration and appreciation of others, but Lu Mingyuan used a pen to brush them away.

Lu Mingyuan held the pen and wrote while adding: "In addition to taking out the trash and cleaning, you also have to wash clothes and prune plants..."

Su Qiao walked up to him and discussed like a negotiation: "Mr. Lu, I admit that you are the landlord, so I want to pay the rent. As for the housework, I will share it with you."

Lu Mingyuan had no interest in rent, so he asked: "Does the landlord need to do housework?"

Su Qiao opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but was choked by him.

She pressed her hands tightly on the wooden table and said with a smile: "Do you still want me to provide you with three meals a day?"

Sunlight streamed down on the neat white paper, illuminating the italicized English letters. Lu Mingyuan stopped writing and followed the flow: "You took the initiative. Then I will give you the opportunity to cook."

Both inside and outside the words, it seemed like a generous king was giving gifts.

The king commented with precious words: "The chicken soup you made last night was pretty good and you can drink it."

Su Qiao reciprocated and said: "I hope that every day in the future, you will feel that the food I make is edible."

Having said that, she still succumbed to the situation of being dependent on others.

At dusk, the setting sun recedes and night falls quietly.

Su Qiao was carrying two plastic bags and walking on the from the supermarket. Lin Hao next door stood by the mailbox outside the yard and took out the statement sent to him by Barclays Bank. He raised his eyes and said to Su Qiao

Had a face-to-face meeting.

Lin Hao said: "Hey, why buy so much food?"

Su Qiao answered casually: "I want to cook a few more dishes."

Lin Hao was stunned: "A lawyer in your firm also helps his employer to cook?"

Su Qiao said: "We not only cook, but also clean."

Lin Hao held on to the rusted iron fence and joked: "Why, do you still have door-to-door service? I also want to hire a lawyer."

Before he finished speaking, someone put a hand on his shoulder.

Lin Hao turned his face and saw Lu Mingyuan.

The dark night filled the air silently, and at the corner of the fence, a street light was lit. The light was bright, and the light gradually grew, reflecting in Lu Mingyuan's eyes, making Su Qiao suddenly think that the stars in the sky were nothing more than this.

Lu Mingyuan did not come to find her.

He took a letter and handed it into Lin Hao's hand: "The postman sent it by mistake. They put your things in my mailbox."

Lin Hao opened the letter in front of him and pulled out a stack of Royal Mail postcards. There were various landscapes printed on them, including the natural scenery of Scotland and Wales.

"You should have noticed that I bought these for you," Lin Hao suddenly smiled, picked up the envelope and stuffed it back into Lu Mingyuan's hand, "Didn't you say last time that you have no inspiration recently? I picked it up on Amazon.

There are dozens of postcards. If you look at a few more, you will be more confident."

After speaking, he patted Lu Mingyuan on the back.

Lu Mingyuan flipped through the postcard and said, "Your aesthetics have improved."

He had his head half lowered, and his profile was very fine.

Lin Hao didn't look at him, he just put the key between his fingers and turned it around.

He had a border collie at home, a black and white patterned dog with white paws. It was running out of the back room and pounced on its owner.

Su Qiao knows this dog.

To her surprise, after the dog ran over, it first circled around Lu Mingyuan, put its two paws on his pants, and stretched out like a coquettish person.

Then he sat next to Lin Hao.

Su Qiao put down the plastic bag, approached the fence and said, "What's its name?"

"My name is Xiao Qiao." Lu Mingyuan replied.

The night became darker and wider, incorporating the swaying sound of the rustling grass. The bright moon rose slowly, casting a soft halo. Su Qiao and Lu Mingyuan looked at each other, trying to find something in his eyes, but they only saw their own reflections.

She said: "Are you kidding me?"

"How could that be?" Lu Mingyuan said nonchalantly, "You're not funny."

As if to verify his words, Lu Mingyuan put the envelope into his pocket and said word by word: "Xiao Qiao." - his voice was deep and pleasant.

He looked at the dog, their eyes met, and the dog barked "woof".

There was silence all around.

Until Lin Hao couldn't help it anymore, he laughed out loud.

He confessed the truth: "Okay, Xiao Qiao, don't be embarrassed. Our dog's real name is Hamburg, and Lu Mingyuan is really teasing you."

The fluffy dog ​​tail was like a pendulum, constantly sweeping back and forth, showing that the dog was in a good mood. Lu Mingyuan stretched out a hand and touched its head and ears, and its tail waggled even more cheerfully.

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Su Qiao knew she was being teased, but she didn't respond tit for tat. She restrained herself, picked up the plastic bag, and walked up the steps without looking back.

It was cold in April. She was wearing a long windbreaker with a tight belt, and her back was very tall.

Lin Hao watched her leave and lit a cigarette in his hand.

As the smoke dispersed and sparks flickered in the cigarette butt, he said with emotion: "Hey, buddy, do you know any other lawyers? The kind who are smart and beautiful. I want to make friends with them."

Lu Mingyuan raised his chin slightly and said, "Have you ever seen such a compliant lawyer?"

His father signed a property transfer contract with Jincheng Firm and entrusted his personal lawyer to transfer the real estate to Lu Mingyuan's name before next year. His father's personal lawyer was named Chen He, who was the teacher Su Qiao called.

Chen He was old and in poor health. He fell ill some time ago and went to the hospital for surgery. Therefore, it was reasonable for Su Qiao to perform the task on his behalf.

However, Lu Mingyuan had doubts.

Lin Haodao: "Tsk, I told you, the current professional competition is too fierce."

Lu Mingyuan said: "What kind of drastic method?"

"You see, a girl like Xiao Qiao has to come to your door and provide services. No matter how bad your temper is, she will have to endure it," Lin Hao took a puff of cigarette, touched his dog with his other hand, and said sincerely

The analysis said, "It is said that the most expensive lawyer is not the best lawyer, because they always want to squeeze out your money. Until you can't pay a coin, they will stop."

The temperature dropped even lower at night, so Lu Mingyuan pulled on his coat.

He was silent for a moment and said: "Do you think she is doing it for property? Then she had a chance last night."

Lin Hao couldn't think of a reply, so Lu Mingyuan patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you for the postcard. I'll treat you to a drink another day."

Lin Hao asked: "Where to drink?"

"Anywhere," Lu Mingyuan replied, "There are bars everywhere."

While Lin Hao and Lu Mingyuan were chatting outside, Su Qiao was also on the phone with her secretary.

She stood in a bedroom without turning on the lights. The screen was brighter in the darkness, and the secretary's voice was clear: "According to your opinion, we investigated that economic company. Their customer range is very small. The reserved exhibition hall

There were three. We submitted the application and they started bidding..."

"This company wants to compete with me to see who can spend more money," Su Qiao said in a very soft voice, carrying a bottle of champagne, "Aren't they looking for death?"

He quickly summarized what Su Qiao meant: "According to what you said, they work alone and work together to bully newcomers."

Then he said lukewarmly: "Can't you change companies? Is there only one law firm in Beijing?"

Phew, my back hurts when I stand and talk.

Su Qiao cursed in her heart.

She hugged the wine bottle tighter, rested her chin on the mouth of the bottle, and said tit for tat: "What about you, Lu Mingyuan, why don't you terminate your contract with Jiang Xiuqi's agency? Is there only one agency in London?"

Before Lu Mingyuan could answer, Su Qiao explained: "Actually, Jiang Xiuqi is very good to you. He tried his best and used all his resources to build momentum for you, but you two have completely different concepts."

She murmured: "My relatives are different. My brothers and sisters all want me to die."

The words were spoken in a very small voice, and only she could hear them.

The lush grass became a scapegoat. Su Qiao vented her anger and pulled out a piece of grass, but its rhizome was deeply rooted, bringing out a few pieces of soil, all of which sprinkled on her shoes.

"How much do you know about my father?" Lu Mingyuan suddenly squatted down and looked at Su Qiao, "Have you heard about what he used to do in the company?"

Su Qiao said without hesitation: "Be the assistant to the chairman."

Lu Mingyuan corrected: "That's what it says on the surface."
Chapter completed!