C47 What Are You Looking at Don't Have Enough?

Seemingly deliberately not letting her see his face, the man did not turn to look at her. Instead, he started the car and turned the car out of the hospital.

In the quiet car, the atmosphere was somewhat depressing.

Wen Xin was silent for a few seconds before she said, "Please don't give my uncle another cent. Maybe you and Mr Sheng think one million yuan is nothing, but it is fatal for us poor people, especially for someone who is addicted to gambling. It will make my uncle sink deeper and deeper until he can no longer get up."

"Squeak!"

The black Maybach suddenly stopped, and the air froze. Wen Xin knew he was angry, but she was also scared by the sudden stop of the car.

But she couldn't watch her uncle get destroyed.

The man turned his head and his cold gaze locked onto her. Only then did Wen Xin realize that the left corner of his mouth was broken. His eyes suddenly trembled and he lowered his head.

Lu Cangyao pinched her chin and forced her to look at him. He said sarcastically, "If it wasn't for the money, why would you follow me? If I give you the money now, wouldn't you be criticizing me?"

Her face went pale, and she clutched the bag in her hand and bit her lip.

"Wen Xin, I can't give you anything other than money. Be smart." Damn it. He had lived until he was 30 years old, yet he was misunderstood when he gave money to someone for the first time. He was so kind that he was eaten by a dog!

Feeling the man's anger, Wen Xin clenched her little hands until they turned white. She put away her little paws and nodded obediently. "Yes, I will not have any illusions about Mr Lu. Don't worry."

Lu Cangyao wanted to strangle her even more when he saw her looking down at him.

"If you don't want it, then don't. If you lack money next time, unless you beg me, I won't give you a single cent!"

The two of them returned to the apartment. The moment they entered, Wen Xin's clothes were torn off. The man was punishing her with anger. He took over all of her without pity, making her realize who the master was.

Wen Xin was embarrassed and humiliated. This time, her posture did not take her pain into consideration. When Lu Cangyao was angry, it was really scary!

When the love ended, she blushed and started to pick up her clothes. They did not even go into the bedroom. Luckily Sis Qian was not there.

The man who was satisfied sat on the sofa with his bare upper body and lean muscles. One could tell at a glance that he was a regular customer of the gym.

Wen Xin put on her clothes and looked back. She realized that he had not even taken off his pants and had directly asked for her. Now that he was sitting on the sofa, he had already put on his pants.

"What are you looking at? Didn't you ask for enough?"

The teasing voice made Wen Xin blush instantly. She ran into the bedroom to take a shower with her bare feet.

Lu Cangyao narrowed his eyes. Feeling irritated, he took out his cigarette.

He didn't smoke much. He only smoked when he was thinking.

After Wen Xin finished her shower, she received a phone call from Wen Changming. He was asking her who Mr Lu was and what relationship Seven Young had with her. She did not say anything and only told him not to gamble anymore, even though she knew that this advice would soon be ineffective.

When she opened the bedroom door again and went out, Lu Cangyao was no longer on the sofa. Sis Qian came out of nowhere and was cleaning up the mess in the living room. Wen Xin suddenly had the urge to run away!

God, so Sis Qian was actually in the room the whole time? Then what about her and Mr Lu's...

After tidying up the living room, Sis Qian turned her head and saw that her face was flushed red as she stood behind her. She did her best to not be shocked, so as to avoid Miss Wen, who was thin-skinned, dying of shame.

She did not know that the more she pretended, the redder Wen Xin's face became. She really wanted to go into the kitchen and get a pot to knock Lu Cangyao's head off, making him unable to control himself. He did not even have the willpower to enter the room.

"Miss Wen, are you hungry? I'm going to prepare dinner."

... "Thank you."

"By the way, Mr Lu said you should look for him in the study when you come out."

She did not know why, but hearing Sis Qian say this, her face that had just recovered blushed again.

Sis Qian shouldn't be thinking wrong, right?

Wen Xin knocked on the door twice and got permission to enter. Before she even opened her mouth to ask, he handed a few documents to her, "Translate all of them."

Her bright eyes blinked twice. It was as if she was a poor peasant laborer at the bottom of the slave society. The rich man had just enslaved her body, and he had not forgotten to exploit her brain.

Of course, this kind of wild imagination did not last long. Wen Xin obediently found a place furthest from the man and sat down.

The interpreter needed to concentrate, and soon she had nothing else to think about.

Lu Cangyao looked up at her and relaxed.

He had never imagined that it would feel good to have one more person working beside him.

Both of them were people who would forget about their work. Sis Qian's food was almost cold, but she did not see them come out. She could only sit alone and wait.

When the time turned to eight o'clock, there was a rumbling sound that made Wen Xin stunned. When she saw the man giving her a thoughtful look, her face turned red.

"Hungry?"

Looking at the time, she put down the document in her hand. "Can you finish eating before you get busy? I have a bit of hypoglycemia." She had been malnourished for a long time, had a heavy education, and still had to work to earn money. It would be strange if she was in good health when dealing with

However, Wen Xin would never show these things. She always gave people the feeling that she was gentle, sweet, and completely without a diamond.

Of course, except for those who had touched her Achilles' heel, Lu Zhan was an example.

It was just past eight o'clock. Lu Cangyao rested for two seconds and stood up. "Let's go."

The moment they came out, Sis Qian was delighted and quickly went in to heat up the dishes.

Mr Lu was a workaholic, but why didn't Miss Wen remind him? If his diet was irregular for such a long time, the young man's body wouldn't be able to take it.

Of course, as a maid, Sis Qian did not dare to mention anything in front of Lu Cangyao.

After the two finished their meal and packed their things, Lu Cangyao let Sis Qian leave. Wen Xin spontaneously returned to the study room and continued her unfinished translation.

"There's no hurry. Come with me."

"So late?"

She looked up out the window. The sky had already fallen, and tall buildings were everywhere.

The man replied calmly. He walked over and picked up the document in her hand. He placed it on the table, then put his arm around her waist and left the study.

Wen Xin walked forward almost passively. She did not know where he was taking her to.

After half an hour of driving, the black Maybach stopped by a river with a nice view. She did not understand. It was late at night. Could it be that Mr Lu had brought her here to enjoy the scenery?

"Don't celebrate my birthday in the future."

Seeing that he took the initiative to mention this matter and remembering the awkwardness of being chased away, Wen Xin obediently said "oh."

Lu Cangyao opened the skylight, opened the door, walked to the front of the car, and gestured with his chin down.

Wen Xin noticed that he was smoking, so she pursed her lips and took the initiative to follow him.