Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Jian Jin knocked on the door from outside and saw him talking on the phone to someone. She simply replaced the cold coffee for him with a cup of freshly brewed mocha.

Just as she was about to take the cup and leave, she heard Lu Zhi's light voice speaking: "Don't mention it to me before, otherwise I will want to drag you to perish with me."

Jian Jin slowed down and turned to look at him.

Lu Zhi was sitting under the incandescent lamp. In the light, his skin, which had not been exposed to sunlight all year round, became even whiter. It was as if he could see the blue-red capillaries underneath his neck.

He just sat quietly in the wheelchair, still looking like he had once made it difficult for people to see through his emotions and anger, but the smile at the corner of his lips had long since disappeared without a trace, and he had become more and more cold recently: "We used to cooperate, but If you think you can control me, you are too naive...I am not Nie Qixing, nor am I a member of the Nie family or the Hidden World family who rely on your breath to survive."

A hidden family?

Ms. Nie?

Jian Jin frowned, and an idea flashed in his eyes as he guessed the identity of the person who called him.

At this time, Lu Zhi had already hung up the phone and put the phone back to its original position.

She returned with the cold coffee, walked to the desk, and stared at the pale man: "Is it...Qiao's grandmother?"

Lu Zhi's fingertips fell on the paper of the document, and he was about to turn the page. Hearing this, the movement of his hand paused for a second, and then continued to turn the page as if nothing happened: "Yes."

He was a little absent-minded, holding a pen in his hand. His eyes fell on the document but seemed not to read the content. He did not take the next step for a long time.

Jian Jin was about to ask him if he wanted to eat something first.

Lu Zhi suddenly put down his pen, put his fingertips on his temples, and asked her, "Is that person at home awake?"

Jian Jin hasn't been to his home during this time, but when Lu Zhi comes to the company, the doctor at home needs to contact him through her.

"The family doctor didn't call to say anything."

Lu Zhi said 'hmm': "That means he didn't wake up."

"Boss, that person..." Jian Jin took advantage of him to bring it up, and was hesitating whether to ask him if that person was the person Qiao was looking for.

Lu Zhi just interrupted her: "Today is her birthday. Have you delivered the gift I asked you to give?"

When she mentioned this, Jian Jin was finally able to pick it up, but she didn't dare to look at him for fear of seeing his disappointed expression: "Qiao confiscated it and asked Mr. Shi to return it."

"Oh." Lu Zhi sat back and seemed to accept the result calmly.

After all, Jian Jin couldn't bear it: "Boss, please apologize to Qiao again! Also, stop doing strange things without telling her. The three of us have known each other for so long, what kind of personality is she? You should know better than me. You don’t have to get involved in the independent continent’s cake, so why go against Qiao every time.”

"If I don't do this, will she take the initiative to come to me?" Lu Zhifeng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her with a question.

Jian Jin was stunned by his natural answer and couldn't hold back a word for a long time: "What you do will only push Qiao further away..."

Lu Zhi waved his hand and said, "I know what I'm doing, you don't understand her."

"..." But I know you!

Jian Jin moved her mouth and wanted to say it directly several times.

——Boss, is your emotional intelligence too low?

——When God kissed your brain, did he accidentally take away your emotional intelligence?

But when the words came to her lips, Jian Jin saw the loneliness in his eyebrows and couldn't bear to say them directly.