I find you dirty... Ah, so it turns out he was just curious what it felt like to sleep with a labor camp inmate like you.In his eyes, Jian Tong had always been bland and uninteresting... There was not...Lu Ming's eyes never left the woman in front of him. 。In those clear eyes, a bewildered confusion was evident. 。A silent chuckle echoed in his heart… Yes, how could this woman possibly remember him

Come to think of it, his very presence was quite awkward. 。Within the vast and influential Shen family, he was an illegitimate child, hidden from view. The title of "legitimate son of a wealthy family" wasn't exactly a glorious one. 。His existence was bound to be awkward and contradictory. 。Who else wants to become the illegitimate child of a wealthy family Everyone desires the Shen family bloodline, he hates that it can't be completely purged from this body! This woman has no memory of him, even if she does, it's only the infamous "Lu Mingchu" that people have been whispering about afterward. 。But, in his memory, there was the figure of this woman. 。When he was very young, he didn't understand why he didn't have a father. Later, his mother took him to stand in front of a very large mansion. They hid under a tree and pointed at the passing car: "Mingchu, that big mansion is where your grandfather, your father, and your brother live." 。He didn't understand why all his relatives lived inside, yet they were unaware of his existence. Later, he came to understand the meaning of the words "illegitimate child". 。When I was a child, I often hid to the side and peeked in. In that manor house, besides the Shen family members, there was also a girl with a bright smile and an outgoing personality. That little girl always stuck by the young boy who lived in the manor, about her age. That little girl was called Jian Tong. 。That year when she was incarcerated, he stood by and watched with a smirk, treating it as a spectacle. That was Shen Xiujin's thing; the worse it got, the better! At that moment, that's what he thought. 。She went to prison, and gradually, he stopped paying attention to her. 。Until she was released from prison, when they met again, she was no longer the radiant and confident woman with a bright smile she remembered. 。Back then, he had some guilt, but only a sliver... until three years ago, when all the mysteries were unveiled, when he saw the woman's inner strength, when he felt that she was quite interesting, so he helped her escape. 。To my surprise, she ran away, and I couldn't find her. 。"Ahem... I mean, my name is Lu Mingchu, the new resident. " 。The girl at the front desk said that you are the boss here. I thought, the boss would care about the guests' situation. 。"Lu Mingchu took a small sip of tea and smiled. "What kind of tea is this It tastes very good." 。"...The woman froze again, lost in thought for a long time. It took her a while to figure out what the man meant." 。I couldn't help but laugh at myself: maybe life was just too simple, too pure. Every day, I'd brew a pot of tea and spend the whole day on this lounge chair, drifting along, my mind turning dull. 。Lu Ming stared intently at the woman's blank expression, searching her face for traces of the vibrant and exuberant girl from his childhood. A tinge of regret flashed in his eyes; that radiant smile seemed to have vanished forever. 。But even so, he gradually felt that the somewhat dull face was quite interesting. 。"This tea is really good" 。Lu Ming first brought the teacup to his lips and took a sip. 。He was naturally handsome, even without his usual formal attire. In casual clothes, his charm remained undiminished. 。Her lips were pale, a faint wash of light pink, as she lightly touched the teacup... This scene finally dawned on the woman beside her: "That's the cup I drank from..." 。”utler, before taking charge of the entire Shen family estate, would naturally learn everything he should know about the owners of the house, both the master and mistress. He would even inquire discree...