For a moment, the shopping guide put the box carefully on the counter.

    "Open."

    Song Jin''s eyes turned to the past. As the box slowly opened, the diamonds inside were exposed to the air. Her eyes shrank slightly. She was surprised that there were such beautiful diamonds in the world.

    Although it is also blue, it is much more beautiful than the one Su Yirou bought. The color is purer, the diamond is bigger, and the cutting skill is very exquisite.

    Lu Nancheng raised his hand to take it down, and forcefully picked up her hand.

    "Try it on."

    She wants to refuse, the man''s strength is very big, just press her wrist, Song Jin can''t refuse.

    Lu Nancheng slowly pushed in, and finally put it on her white and slender fingers. Under the light, the back of her hand with the diamond lining was even whiter, emitting a blue light, noble and elegant.

    Before Song Jin spoke, the shopping guide standing next to her was surprised and sighed: "it''s too beautiful for her."

    Lu Nancheng''s dark eyes were filled with a smile: "that''s it."

    Song Jin has no time to refuse, he has made a decision.

    She looked at the diamond ring in her hand with chagrin. Su Yirou''s one was more than ten million. She was afraid that her one might be worth more than 100 million.

    She couldn''t afford to lose such an expensive thing, so she took it down immediately.

    The shopping guide wrapped up the diamond ring, and Lu Nancheng showed her other jewelry. Song Jin was not interested and drooped.

    Her appearance all falls in Lu Nancheng''s eyes, is more puzzled, does not love money?

    But I don''t know what song Jin thinks at the moment is how much money she can get if she sells them.

    Under Lu Nancheng''s strength, she chose necklaces, bracelets and earrings to match a whole set.

    In the evening, it''s rare for Lu Nancheng to go back to her old house for dinner. She has been dining alone for many days. Song Jin has sat down in the restaurant.

    Dinner was about to begin, and the long table was full of all kinds of delicacies. She counted roughly, nearly twenty dishes, and so on.

    Lu family is really a rich family.

    The protagonist Lu Nancheng changed his clothes and went downstairs. He was wearing a soft Beige home suit, but he didn''t have the cool temperament.

    After he sat down opposite, Song Jin began to eat.

    She has been sleeping for many years. In the face of all kinds of dishes, she eats with relish. However, Lu Nancheng frowns. If she only takes one bite of each dish, she won''t eat the second. Some dishes are even put down in front of her nose. She is very picky.

    The cook standing on one side looked at him with fear: "Mr. Lu, today Which dish today Like it better? "

    He glanced coldly at the dishes on the table and ordered one in front of him: "continue to do it tomorrow."

    "Yes, Mr. Lu."

    The cook left in fear, Song Jin biting rice: "these are not delicious?"

    He left a few words hard to swallow and put down his chopsticks heavily.

    He a pair of thick eyebrows lock, as if extremely unhappy, she thoughtfully continue to eat.

    Just at the door, the servant came forward and said, "Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu asked you to come over after dinner."

    They all live in Lu''s old house, but they don''t live in the same building. The old man and Lu Nancheng''s mother have their own houses, and they usually walk around occasionally. So far, Song Jin hasn''t met Lu Nancheng''s mother, Jiang Yun. It''s said that they are going to travel.

    …………

    In the study, Mr. Lu sat by the window, concentrating on making tea.

    "Sit down."

    The fragrance of tea overflowed. He pushed a cup, but Lu Nancheng didn''t move his eyes.

    "How are you getting along with Xiaojin recently?"

    "That''s it."

    "The girl of the Song family is smart and beautiful. The servant over there says that she has good temper. You can get along well."

    Lu Nancheng''s face was expressionless. He frowned and said, "this is what we owe others. You are good to her."

    Lu Nancheng took a breath, and his eyebrows and eyes were a little impatient: "if she wants to get married, I agree. If she wants to get divorced, I can''t manage it."

    The angry old man Lu smashed the teacup directly: "what is that?"

    "My grandfather is also a man from past. I can''t help feeling things."

    Lu Nancheng said, his chest stagnated, and his mood was inexplicably low.

    The old man knew that it was useless to force: "the ring is chosen?"

    "Well."

    "I''ll make a date with your uncle song for the wedding."

    "Whatever."

    Lu Nancheng came out from the old man and quickly walked back to his house. Night fell and the light in the yard was bright. He went upstairs. Song Jin was not in the bedroom. As soon as he stepped into the study, Song Jin heard the sound and quickly crossed off the webpage.

    Xiaolian smiles from the back of the computer screen and stretches out: "boss Lu works overtime at night?"

    Lu Nancheng walks past her desk and sits behind the big class table. Her eyes are dark and pass her smiling face. Song Jin turns a blind eye and looks up the information with her mobile phone.

    "No more games today?"

    "Tired, you work overtime. I''m sleeping."

    Song Jin yawned and left. After she left, Lu Nancheng looked at her computer.Song Jin, who came back to the house, was sleepless again. She turned on the TV and watched it. It was a social program. Most of the participants had no money to treat the disease, hoping to get donations from the masses.

    when Lu Nan city entered the house, Song Jin sat on the bed and hugged the piggy, crying.

    "This little boy is too miserable. He was abandoned by his father when he was young. His mother raised him by himself. He was happy, but he got sick. His mother took several jobs to support him. The ordinary family can''t afford the medical expenses. If no one donates money, they have to wait to die."

    Lu Nancheng also sat down and watched: "there are too many unfortunate families in the world."

    "If someone donates, he can survive."

    She red eyes to see themselves, Lu Nancheng pursed lips: "wipe tears."

    Seeing her tears, his chest was stuffy, and a kind of inexplicable mood surged into his heart.

    Song Jin wiped her tears, and when she saw the second little girl who needed donation, she wept silently.

    Lu Nancheng was upset, so he turned off the TV and said, "sleep."

    Song Jinhong glared at him, angrily put himself into the quilt, back to him.

    He looked a few times, went into the bathroom silently, and came out. The room was dark. He opened the quilt and lay down. After a long time, he heard a pathetic voice.

    "Lunancheng, can I advance my allowance for next month?"

    He has a black face. Who guarantees against spending money in front of him?