Jiang Qiuyi: "Yes."

Zhen Ping frowned and said in confusion: "Don't there be many cars in the garage at home? Why did you suddenly want to buy a car?"

Jiang Qiuyi blinked and said softly: "Mingcheng asked me to buy it."

Zhen Ping: "?"

She was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Is that true?"

Jiang Qiuyi was not at all guilty and said frankly: "Yes."

Zhen Ping moved her upper and lower lips and laughed dryly: "Let's listen to him."

Jiang Qiuyi smiled.

The two were chatting, when Lu Mingcheng and his father Lu Rong got off the upstairs.

"Are you finished talking?"

Lu Rong said "yes" and glanced at Jiang Qiuyi.

Jiang Qiuyi knew it and shouted: "Dad."

Lu Rong nodded and looked at Zhen Ping: "Isn't the kitchen finished yet?"

Zhen Ping smiled: "Let's wait for you to come down."

She told the servant: "Select the food."

The other members of the Lu family did not come back, and only four of them were eating.

Lu Mingcheng is the only son of the Lu family. Although he has many brothers and sisters, those are just side branches and do not belong to Lu Rong's lineage.

During the meal, the Lu family basically didn't speak much.

Jiang Qiuyi is naturally quiet.

After dinner, Lu Mingcheng accompanied Lu Rong to talk about business, and Jiang Qiuyi was dragged to the yard by Zhen Ping to digest food.

Jiang Qiuyi guessed that Zhen Ping should have something to say to her.

She was thinking when Zhen Ping's voice sounded.

"Qiuyi, do you have time the day after tomorrow?"

Jiang Qiuyi was stunned, "Mom, is there anything wrong?"

Zhen Ping shook her head: "The urgent matter is not considered an urgent matter. It is Mrs. Wang's birthday the day after tomorrow. She kept praising you for the good desserts you made and wanted you to make a cake for her."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qiuyi pondered for a while, and said with a smile: "Mom, I remember Mrs. Wang's house should have a pastry chef, right?"

Zhen Ping paused, and she would ask back unexpectedly.

She said "yes": "But Mrs. Wang likes your craft."

Jiang Qiuyi smiled, "Then mom, thank Mrs. Wang for me, but I have something to do the day after tomorrow and can't make a cake for Mrs. Wang."

“…”

Zhen Ping looked at her in surprise, but she didn't expect that she would refuse.

In my impression, her daughter-in-law was obedient. She paused and asked, "What happened to Mingcheng?"

"no."

Jiang Qiuyi raised her eyes and looked at her: "I promised to go out with Miaomiao."

Zhen Ping: “…”

After walking for more than half an hour, the two of them returned home.

The talk about Lu Mingcheng and Lu Rong is almost over.

He was about to go downstairs, but Zhen Ping pulled him to the side, "Come here and ask you something."

Lu Mingcheng had no choice but to follow him

Zhen Ping looked at him and asked in a low voice: "Do you think Qiu Yi has changed in the past few days?"

Lu Mingcheng: "What changes?"

Zhen Ping looked at him and muttered, "Didn't you notice?"

Lu Mingcheng: "No."

Zhen Ping frowned and said to herself: "Impossible."

She looked at Lu Mingcheng and asked directly: "I just asked Qiuyi why she bought the car. She said you asked her to buy it. Is that the case?"

Lu Mingcheng lowered his eyes, stared at Qiu Zhenping for a while, and said indifferently: "Mom."

He paused and stated the facts: "Qiuyi is my wife. She bought things, whether I asked her to buy them or she wanted to buy them herself, she didn't need anyone's consent."

Seeing his expression so serious, Zhen Ping said embarrassedly: "I'm not worried that she is used to being big-handed and big-footed. Isn't that good?"

Lu Mingcheng pulled his lower lip lightly and said with a smile: "It's pretty good."

Zhen Ping: “…”

Lu Mingcheng said: "She should be more generous, so as not to say that our Lu family treats her as a servant."

Zhen Ping choked.

I instantly swallowed the thing I said.

She could point fingers at Jiang Qiuyi, but she didn't have much confidence in Lu Mingcheng's son.

Lu Mingcheng was so cold that she could not feel the slightest mother-son relationship between them except calling her mother.

It was almost nine o'clock when I left the Lu family's old house.

The night is thick and the evening breeze is rustling.

Jiang Qiuyi glanced at the person next to her, but she wanted to speak but stopped.

She wanted to speak, and a familiar voice came from her ears: "What do you want to ask?"

Jiang Qiuyi thought for a while and asked indifferently: "Did mom tell you what did you say?"

She thought that when the two of them got in the car just now, Zhen Ping held her hand and felt strange when she felt intimate.

When she obviously refused to make cakes for Mrs. Wang, Zhen Ping no longer had a good look on her.

Lu Mingcheng narrowed his eyes and asked lightly: "What do you think she will say?"

"I don't know." Jiang Qiuyi turned her eyes away and said honestly: "I'm not the roundworm in her belly."

Lu Mingcheng sneered and lowered his eyelids: "I didn't say anything. It's not a big deal."

"oh……"

Jiang Qiuyi listened and didn't ask any more questions.

The car was quiet for a while.

Jiang Qiuyi suddenly thought of the point, "By the way, I want to ask you something."

Lu Mingcheng looked at her, "You said."

Jiang Qiuyi touched the tip of her nose and asked in a low voice: "Is there any store in Mingyu Plaza that does not rent when the rent expires? It's OK on the first and second floors."

Lu Mingcheng: "What do you want to do?"

Jiang Qiuyi didn't hide it from him and directly told him about the fact that he wanted to enter the Nijin store.

She wanted Lu Mingcheng's help, so she couldn't hide it from him.

After listening, Lu Mingcheng pondered for a while and said, "Ni Jin is not suitable for Mingyu's positioning."

Jiang Qiuyi: “…”

Her smile froze and she looked at him: "What did you say?"

Lu Mingcheng looked at her indifferently and repeated: "Ni Jin has no strong comprehensive factors in all aspects, and Mingyu will not agree to it."

The positioning of luxury shopping malls is very accurate. Even if some brands make money and have too low grades, they cannot settle in.

The mall’s external positioning must be very clear, and it cannot lower its reputation because of a brand.

“…”

"Oh." Jiang Qiuyi pursed her lower lip and said expressionlessly: "I understand."

Although she knew that Lu Mingcheng was thinking about his shopping mall, he not only refused, but also said that the brand she wanted to invest in was useless. Who would not be angry?

But she was still powerless to refute and could only swallow her anger.

This kind of depression continued to the house, and Jiang Qiuyi didn't even look at Lu Mingcheng, so she went upstairs and locked the door when she entered the room.

Lu Mingcheng spent a lot of time shopping with her in the afternoon. Seeing her anxious look, she thought she wanted to wash up.

He didn't think much about it and turned around and went to the study.

When Lu Mingcheng finished his work from the study and wanted to return to the room, the door was locked from the inside.
To be continued...