Sophia Ning was in a dilemma for a moment, and after thinking for a while, she said, "Let's stay in the guest room first, and we'll make arrangements after Mr. Lu comes back."
Aunt Li frowned. Her newlywed wife would live in the guest room?
Sophia Ning turned sideways and handed a business card to Jamie Qiao, saying, "Madam, here is my contact information. If you need to find Mr. Lu, or need help with anything, you can find me."
Jamie Qiao took it and hesitated for a while, then asked her again uncertainly: "Is Mr. Lu really not going home?"
Sophia Ning frowned slightly, then suddenly smiled: "Madam, can't you wait?"
Jamie Qiao didn't understand at first, and only after thinking about it twice did he hear the hidden meaning. His earlobes suddenly turned red, and he whispered, "No, I... I want to know Mr. Lu..."
Sophia Ning was touched by his soft and cute appearance. She had been with Lucas Lu, a scary and strict man, for many years. Although she was also an omega, under his oppression, she became stronger than an alpha.
She had never seen such a delicate little omega. If her status allowed it, she would even want to reach out and pinch Jamie Qiao's cheek to see if he smelled of sweet milk.
Lucas Lu has always disliked those delicate and soft omegas who cry when touched. It’s not because of S3xism, he just appreciates strong and sophisticated people.
How would he feel if he saw his little wife, so soft and well-behaved, like a sticky little cake, which would emit a milky fragrance when she was nervous?
Sophia Ning, who had been oppressed for many years, suddenly felt a little restless, his palms were hot and he was ready to make trouble.
Sophia Ning originally planned to send Jamie Qiao upstairs, but she received a phone call and left first, asking Aunt Li to take good care of him.
"Ma'am, please come in." Aunt Li opened the door to the living room, took out a pair of brand new slippers and handed them to his feet, then said she would help him carry the box.
Jamie Qiao dodged and said, "No... no need, I can get it myself."
"It's almost noon. I'll prepare lunch soon. If you have any dietary restrictions or if you like to eat something, tell me. If there's nothing in the fridge, I'll go out and buy it."
Jamie Qiao shook his head, "I'm not picky about food, not picky."
Aunt Li saw that he was very nervous, like a little hedgehog on a taut string, shrinking into its invisible shell at the slightest touch. She wondered in her heart: Did Mr. Lu marry a wife, or kidnap a child? Why is he so nervous?
Aunt Li pushed open the door, suppressed her doubts, and said to Jamie Qiao in a slow voice: "This is your room. Next door is Mr. Lu's bedroom. I'll help you move in when he comes back to see it."
Jamie Qiao's eyes fell on the tightly closed door next door, and then he retracted them as if it was burning, "No, no."
"Then I'll go downstairs and cook."
Jamie Qiao finally sent the enthusiastic Aunt Li away, closed the door immediately, and almost sat on the ground with such relief. He had no idea how to communicate with others, and his palms were full of sweat after walking this short distance.
He raised his hand, clenched it lightly, took a deep breath and began to look around the room.
It was very clean, with no peculiar smell or pheromone residue, only a faint fragrance. He leaned over to take a look and saw a small pot of unnamed flowers on the balcony, with two small white flowers in the middle of the green leaves.
The curtains are white and have three layers. The outermost layer is gauze. As the wind blows in through the window, it is pulled once and then slowly falls down.
There was only a poem written with a brush on the wall. The handwriting was both elegant and sharp, yet inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. Jamie Qiao squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while before realizing that the handwriting between the strokes looked like the three words "Lucas Lu".
He wrote it!!!
Jamie Qiao quickly averted his gaze, as if there was suddenly another face belonging to Lucas Lu above him, and he dared not look at it any longer.
He looked around the bedroom that "belonged" to him, resigned himself to opening the silver suitcase he had brought with him, and took out the necessary clothes, as well as a carefully packed glass cover that supported the suitcase in front and back, and was more than half a meter high.
I removed the shock-proof sponge layer by layer and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw it was intact. At the same time, its true appearance was revealed: it was a wooden doll more than half a meter tall.
The doll is very delicate. Its hair is made of real human hair implanted in little by little, and its eyeballs are made of crystal. It has a high nose tip and full lips, and looks many times more beautiful than a real person.
Jamie Qiao stretched out his hand and hooked it. He didn't know what mechanism he touched, but it actually blinked, and its black eyelashes covered it, and a ripple seemed to appear between its eyebrows.
Jamie Qiao pulled out his hand and touched its lips, and also smiled. The dimple on one side of his cheek was pressed into a small indentation, revealing a sense of softness.
He was not used to socializing with people and could only relax when dancing and carving puppets. He scared Uncle Feng and his eldest brother at the beginning, and hid himself after being scolded by them several times. He only dared to carve in his room.
He was afraid that no one would take care of him after he got married, and that he would be thrown away if they saw him again, so he brought it here with him, less clothes.
Thinking of this, Jamie Qiao suddenly became nervous again. What if Lucas Lu didn't let him keep it and asked him to throw it away?
Can you please ask him?
Although Uncle Feng and his eldest brother also hated them, they didn't say anything more after scolding him several times to hide them and not take them out. If he begged Lucas Lu, would he agree not to let him throw them away?
Lucas Lu leaned back in his chair, his cell phone screen was on. A soft and tender boy pursed his lips slightly, looking at the screen timidly, and was frozen in the camera's frame.
It’s Jamie Qiao.
He was whiter than ordinary people, and his skin was very delicate, like a glutinous rice dumpling that had just taken human form. It was so soft that people wanted to reach out and pinch it to see if juice would come out.
If so, it must have a milky flavor.
Compared to Jamie Qiao's complete ignorance, the information in Lucas Lu's hands was enough to analyze him thoroughly, even knowing exactly how big his waist was.
Lucas Lu drew a line with his finger, and the picture switched to another one. It showed him dancing on the stage. His slender waist was tied in a tight dance costume, and it almost broke if pinched.
He closed his eyes and raised his head high, like a proud swan singing. It was pitch black all around him, with only a beam of light from above falling down and shining on his face.
The stage was filled with cold light, and when it fell on his face, that delicate and soft young face revealed a lonely and cold arrogance. There seemed to be traces of tears in the corners of his eyes, which were captured by the camera, and inexplicably created an imperceptible ripple in Lucas Lu's heart.
Nathan Feng, a greedy old fox, got lucky.
Such a delicate and timid child actually had a 99% pheromone compatibility with him. He had rejected AO pairing too many times before, and this time the Genetic Management Bureau issued the document, and he was stuck at this hurdle again.
He didn't care about the Genetic Management Bureau's pursuit of accountability, but if he didn't accept it at this time, they would launch a series of stupid investigations. No matter what the results were, they would directly affect whether he could continue to be in charge of the Lu Group.
As a result, he had to marry this little trouble.
If you think about it superficially, he and Nathan Feng have caused such a small trouble. If you think about it more deeply, he has brought himself a hot potato. This hot potato will stay in his family's box for at least two or three years.
For a man like Nathan Feng, there is no reason for him to be willing to give up Jamie Qiao as a bargaining chip and not ask for benefits from him.
However, he forgot that he only had one chance to marry Jamie Qiao because of the regulations of the Genetic Management Bureau. There would never be a second chance to threaten him, and he would not give Jamie Qiao a chance to persuade him.
Sophia Ning's voice was still flowing in the receiver. She reported to him concisely and neatly that the matter had been handled. She glanced at Nathan Feng's flattery and greed for money, and then mentioned the question that Jamie Qiao had asked her three times in a row.
"Mr. Lu." Sophia Ning hesitated for a while and didn't finish the sentence.
Lucas Lu said coldly: "Just say it straight, when did you develop this problem? Do you want to resign?"
Sophia Ning wanted to call him an old beast a thousand times, but she didn't dare to do so. She said, "The madam seems to be very afraid of you. She was relieved when she heard me say that you won't be back in the near future."
Lucas Lu paused with his fingers resting on the desk.
Relieved?
Carter Cheng said that Jamie Qiao was stubborn and wanted to see him, and Sophia Ning said that Jamie Qiao was very afraid of him.
Afraid of him, but want to see him?
interesting.
Lucas Lu tapped the timid child on the screen with his fingertips, a hint of amusement rising in his heart, as if he wanted to scare him on purpose, so he dialed a number.
The ringtone was a melodious flute. Lucas Lu didn't have time to listen. Just before his patience ran out, the call was connected. A timid and soft voice came from the receiver, "Hello."
"I am Lucas Lu."
A soft and thin voice came from the receiver, as if it had been rolled in powdered sugar before being sent out, with a sweet and timid voice, "I am Qiao... Qiao..."
"Jojo."
Jamie Qiao's heart was numbed by the deep voice that almost struck at his heart. This was especially true since it was his nickname and only Evelyn Yang called him that. He became even more nervous and the more anxious he became, the harder it was to speak. After a long while, he was almost crying before he finally said, "My name is Qiao...Jamie Qiao."
An extreme silence suddenly engulfed both ends of the phone. The slightly disordered breathing could not be ignored. Lucas Lu waited for a few seconds. The breathing was still very disordered, so he spoke first: "Lawyer Cheng said you wanted to see me."
Jamie Qiao never expected that he would call him. The extremely low voice that almost grabbed his heart made him almost unable to hold the phone, and he reflexively wanted to hang up.
"Want to hang up?" Lucas Lu said.
Jamie Qiao’s eyes widened suddenly. How did he know!
"I..." He swallowed, the fear in his heart gradually spreading. He took a small sip of air and resisted the urge to hang up the phone.
Lucas Lu has always been decisive and sharp in doing things, without any procrastination. He usually admires people who are neat and efficient like Sophia Ning, and has almost never had the experience of communicating with this soft little omega.
He said he wanted to see me, but he didn't dare to speak when I called him, and he said less than ten words in total.
Half is very light, half is very trembling.
"You are afraid of me." Although Lucas Lu asked him, it was an affirmative sentence.
...Jamie Qiao unconsciously clenched the phone with both hands, and after a while he released one hand to hold his heart, trying hard to drive the vicious and ugly Lucas Lu out of his mind so that he could find some courage to talk to him.
"I'm not... afraid."
Lucas Lu chuckled, but it was hard to tell through the signal whether it was sarcasm or amusement.
Jamie Qiao listened to his laughter nervously, his heart beating like a drum and almost breaking, but he didn't dare to speak first. Soon, the room was filled with a faint milky pheromone scent.
Lucas Lu's voice was slightly cold, like a piece of broken jade soaked in ice. Coupled with Jamie Qiao's previous imagination of that old, ugly man whipping him with a whip, he was easily frightened.
"Tell me why you want to see me."
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