Chapter 638: Blood Clan Loyal Butler vs. Godly Lady 67
When he rescued Lance, he had just arrived in China and taken over the company.
When the new official took office, no one obeyed his management. Many old employees in the company even wanted to suppress him and give him a warning.
In order to gain absolute control of the company in the shortest time possible, he led his team to work day and night. When he was working in the study in the early morning, Lance would quietly take a nap at his feet.
Everyone is laughing at him. Before the winner is decided, it is good enough that people don't add insult to injury, let alone try to please him.
so.
Lance never received a gift.
This realization made Lu Zewen even more upset. He took out his cell phone and called the psychologist who had been in charge of him.
"I think I'm almost healed."
Damn his numb emotions, he is now irritable to death every day.
After listening to his story, the psychologist was silent for a while, and his tone suddenly sounded somewhat relieved.
"Mr. Lu, to be honest, I've encountered many difficult patients, but you're the only one I don't see any hope of being cured."
"Your psychological defenses are too strong, and your self-awareness is too strong. No one can truly touch your heart. No one can see your wounds, and even the most skilled psychologist cannot prescribe the right medicine."
The psychiatrist took a breath:
"Mr. Lu, perhaps you should thank that cute little wolf cub. It was he who gave you hope of recovery."
Lu Zewen did not reveal Lance's identity as a werewolf, but only told the doctor that he had raised a wolf cub.
Lu Zewen: “No.”
"It wasn't that he healed me."
"The reason I have emotional fluctuations because of him is because I have invested a lot of time, energy and emotional costs in him...
It's like a gardener who fertilizes, waters, and prunes his flowers every day, but the flowers eventually die. The gardener's only sadness is that his efforts aren't rewarded. When he learns from his mistakes and cultivates the next gorgeous flower, he'll only feel joy, and all the sadness he once felt for the first flower will be gone.
The psychiatrist listened to his rebuttal quietly with a calm expression.
"But Mr. Lu, will there really be a second flower?"
The Labrador hiding under the sofa moved, poking its head out and staring at him warily.
Lance never looked at him like that.
Lu Zewen held the phone tightly, and the eloquent businessman forgot to answer for a moment.
The psychiatrist smiled and said, "Perhaps you already have the answer in your heart."
After hanging up the phone, the private doctor arrived with the rabies vaccine.
Watching the liquid in the syringe being injected into his arm, Lu Zewen gave a calm order:
"Send the dog away."
The secretary was slightly surprised. Lu Zewen brought this little puppy to and from get off work every day, and he originally thought that this dog was different.
"I'll find a good home for it."
…
When Quan Jiu heard the news that Lu Zewen had sent the dog away, she was playing chess with Chris. Because of this news, her moves were a beat slower than before.
Even though the time difference was short, Chris noticed her pause.
"Have you anticipated this outcome?"
Quan Jiu shook his head.
To be honest, she really didn't expect it. She originally thought that Lu Zewen would just hold the dog and get by.
Chris stared into her lake green eyes and said something with a hint of meaning:
"So Lance is really dead?"
Quan Jiu smiled calmly and played chess even faster:
“Do you think I have any need to lie to Lu Zewen?”
Chris lowered his eyes, staring at the chess pieces on the chessboard, and suddenly said:
"What about me? Do you have to lie to me?"
Quan Jiu narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her head and looked at him: "What do you mean?"
"I read a book a few days ago. The original protagonist in the book died a tragic death. Perhaps because the protagonist was unwilling to accept her fate, someone reborn her life for her."
Chris's tone was calm, and his eyes returned to the chessboard, as if he had only mentioned the book casually.
Quan Jiu's fingertips shrank slightly, his expression remained unchanged.
"Such absurd things can only exist in books."
Chris said, "But sometimes I feel like all this could come true."
For example, he lived his life over again.
It was because of starting over that he discovered that his savior had been indirectly killed by him.
He didn't have much contact with Xier in his previous life. He only knew that he was timid and always lowered his head nervously when he saw him.
He could understand her nervousness and fear. After all, as "food", she had no dignity or self.
So when it came again, he rescued her on the day of the sacrifice, intending to send her back to the vampire clan after she was able to protect herself, as a way of repaying her for saving his life.
That's all.
Perhaps it was because the "food" was quiet this time. Although she was just a baby, she often revealed the emotions of an adult. Out of caution, he seemed indifferent, but he secretly observed her for a long time.
The more he observed, the more he realized that she was different from the original Xi'er.
Apart from their appearance, they are more like two completely different individuals.
She was smart and precocious, and her behavior was not like that of a naive baby. He observed her for three years and finally confirmed his suspicions.
The turning point happened at that banquet.
She is not the type to give up. Facing the Duke's provocation and frame-up, she was still able to fight back. However, it was precisely because of her rebellious character that she became a thorn in the eyes of other high-ranking members of the vampire clan since she was a child.
He had to plan ahead and use a frame-up to drive her out of the vampire clan.
Quan Jiu raised his lips slightly and ate his horse with an elephant:
"How can there be so many in the world? I think, according to what you said, the world should have been in chaos long ago."
Chris was captured, but he was not in a hurry:
"So I feel like there seems to be some mysterious rule that binds these people who go beyond common sense."
This time, not only Quan Jiu, but also the system hidden in her mind was shocked:
"That's a pretty accurate guess! As expected, everyone who's been reborn will have bugs..."
It is the system that binds them.
Quan Jiu: "So? You've said so much, what do you want to express?"
Chris met her gaze, his eyes slid down to the ruby bracelet on her wrist:
"Do you really forgive me?"
Or... do the rules force you to forgive me?
Quan Jiu was surprised at his sensitivity. After hearing his subtext, she stared at him deeply:
"You may not know me very well..."
She held my hand and played chess, her red lips pouring out her words.
"In my world, I am the rule."
No one can really restrain her.
There is nothing in this world that can or cannot be done, only what she wants to do or what she doesn't want to do.
Chris got the answer he wanted, and his eyes moved slightly.
Quan Jiu curled his thin lips slightly, pointed his "cannon" directly at his handsomeness, and raised his phoenix eyes sharply.
"General."
Chris was stunned and calmly let go of the chess piece in his hand.
"I lost."
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