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    The door opened, and Lu Rong, who had clearly been groomed, stood outside the door in good spirits, carrying a paper bag in his hand.

    There was a smile on his handsome face, and just as he was about to open his mouth, his eyes fell on the face of the man beside Xu Xizhou, and his body froze.

    Zhuang Jingchun put a hand around Xu Xizhou's waist from behind, and looked at him with a smile.

    "Master Lu, long time no see."

    "Why is Young Master Zhuang here?" Lu Rong's smile cracked, and he tightly clutched the bag in his hand.

    "Of course I will watch my boyfriend's competition. Besides, our relationship is so good, I can't live without him for a moment."

    As he spoke, he pinched Xu Xizhou's face affectionately.

    "Xiaozhou, what do you think?"

    Is this guy Zhuang Jingchun trying to strangle him to death?

    Xu Xizhou was severely strangled by an arm around his waist, and he was almost out of breath. However, to Lu Rong, he still had a standard fake smile on his face.

    "Yeah. He's a sticky guy, never mind."

    "I really can't see how Master Zhuang is so infatuated." Lu Rong's tone was a bit yin and yang, and Zhuang Jingchun's hand around Xu Xizhou's waist seemed to him more than an eyesore.

    There was an inexplicable anger accumulated in his heart, and his face was not very good-looking when he gave the gift to Xu Xizhou.

    "Master Zhuang, I heard that you are French. You must be familiar with Morocco, right? Can I take the liberty to ask you some questions?"

    He said these words, meaning that he wanted to talk to him alone.

    Zhuang Jingchun hooked the corner of her mouth and let go of the hand on Xu Xizhou's waist.

    "Happy to accompany."

    The two went to the glass roof on the top floor of the hotel.

    Lu Rong lowered his eyes and looked at the brightly lit track under his feet.

    "Zhuang Jingchun, you and Xiaozhou are not really together, are you?"

    Zhuang Jingchun was slightly startled, and looked at him vigilantly.

    "I heard from Wang Miao, that guy can't control his tongue when he is drunk. In fact, I can guess without him saying it."

    "Xiaozhou has never liked a boy before, how could he suddenly be with you? Later, when he returned to the F2 arena, I understood."

    Zhuang Jing laughed innocently, "What about a boyfriend who has an agreement? In short, I am by his side now. And you, an outsider who has nothing to do with him, have no right to shout here."

    "I'm not qualified?" Lu Rong laughed sarcastically. Although he was about the same age as Xu Xizhou, his temper and personality were much more mature, and his eyes often carried a depth that was not suitable for his age.

    "My biological parents are his adoptive fathers, and he is just like my younger brother. In terms of qualifications, I am afraid I am more qualified than you."

    "Do you really think of him as a younger brother?" Zhuang Jingchun held her arms and stared at him suspiciously, her deep green eyes like a sharp dagger.

    "Besides, he has nothing to do with the Lu family anymore. Don't forget that your biological father threatened to cut off the father-son relationship with him, so why do you come here to pretend to be kind?"

    "That's what my dad said on impulse. The Lu family will always be his home, and Xiaozhou has nowhere else to go."

    Lu Rong's tone was almost hysterical, he clenched his fists and stared at Zhuang Jingchun.

    "I know that when Zhang Yan bullied Xiaozhou, you helped him. He has a fledgling complex with you and wants to repay his kindness. I can understand. But Zhuang Jingchun, I advise you not to be sentimental, if not because you can give For his F2 seat, Xiaozhou won't give you a second glance. And I can give him these things in the future."

    Zhuang Jingchun twitched the corners of her mouth and suddenly clapped her hands.

    "It's really touching brotherhood, but...you are a brat who hasn't graduated from college, what are you fighting me for? When you can take over the Lu family's company, let's talk about this."

    After speaking, Zhuang Jingchun ignored Lu Rong's extremely ugly face, turned around and left.

    Xu Xizhou sat in the room, waiting anxiously. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he had a look of joy on his face and hurried up to meet him.

    "You two didn't fight, did you?"

    Zhuang Jingchun pressed her forehead helplessly and squinted at him, "I'm like the kind of person who cares about little kids?"

    No matter how sophisticated and calm Lu Rong appears to the outside world, he is still a boy in his twenties, and Zhuang Jingchun's aura in front of him is almost overwhelming.

    Thinking of this, Xu Xizhou suddenly felt pity for Lu Rong. After all, Zhuang Jingchun's vicious tongue is not something ordinary people can bear.

    "That's good, startle me. What did you two say?"

    Zhuang Jingchun looked into Xu Xizhou's eyes, and suddenly remembered what Lu Rong said about the chicks, and felt a little unhappy in her heart.

    "It's nothing, just politely greeted each other and greeted each other about the current situation."

    Seeing that Xu Xizhou was still wearing the clothes of the day, he frowned slightly, "Why don't you take a shower? It's almost ten o'clock, hurry up and go to bed."

    Urged by Zhuang Jingchun, Xu Xizhou had to take his pajamas and go to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out after washing, he found Zhuang Jingchun sitting at the table looking at the tie Lu Rong gave him.

    Xu Xizhou walked beside him and heard him tut in disgust.

    "The color is so ugly."

    "I think it's okay, it's not as ugly as you said." Xu Xizhou said, took out the tie and compared it around his neck.

    "Maybe it will be useful the next time I attend a wine party to meet some investors."

    "I am your investor. If you dare to meet me with this tie, I will withdraw the investment immediately."

    Zhuang Jingchun took the tie from his hand and threw it back into the box.

    "Hurry up and blow your hair and go to sleep."

    The next day, Xu Xizhou woke up early in the morning. On weekend game days, he often woke up very early.

    During breakfast, he did not meet Zhuang Jingchun, who lived on the same floor as him, but his father.

    The other party got a poster with his picture on it out of nowhere, and it also said the Chinese word for cheer.

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