Chapter 66: 66

Chapter 66: Worrying About

Whatever Lu Zheng was thinking he didn’t have any expression on his face, and his tone was light, “… What does she have to miss about me?”

Chang Qing stood up and snatched all the documents from his hand. “Are you sure you don’t want to go home?”

Lu Zheng raised his face and frowned, “Give that back to me.”

Chang Qing held all the documents in his arms and said in a light voice, “I won’t return them.”

An impatient expression appeared on Lu Zheng’s face again, “What do you want?”

Chang Qing paused, looking straight at him with those clear eyes, “I want you to go home.”

Lu Zheng: “…”

His heart burned slightly, his eyes flashed, and his impatient tone became more and more stiff. “… I said I was busy, so stop it.”

Chang Qing took out an exquisite lighter from somewhere. He lowered his eyes and lit the lighter. He looked at the flickering light for a while and said, “You won’t be busy if I burn these, will you?”

Lu Zheng’s throat tightened when he saw that. He stood up and stretched out his hand toward Chang Qing, his voice low, “That’s enough. Give me those papers. You can’t burn them.”

Chang Qing looked up at him. “Are you going home?”

Lu Zheng stretched out his long arm and tried to grab the folder in Chang Qing’s hand. However, Chang Qing, who had been prepared for this, managed to dodge him. There was a hint of impatience and depression between his brows, and his voice became hoarse, “You’re being unreasonable, how many times do I have to tell you before you listen?”

Chang Qing looked at him with a probing look in his eyes, “Who is being unreasonable? You’ve been throwing a tantrum since that day. Is it really me who is being unreasonable?”

Lu Zheng frowned, and said calmly: “Could it still be me?”

Chang Qing moved the lighter to the bottom of the folder and said softly, “I’m really sorry. I’m being unreasonable.”

Lu Zheng’s heart jumped, “Stop! Don’t really burn it!”

Chang Qing looked at him, “Who is being unreasonable?”

Lu Zheng darted a look at him, then quickly looked away. He looked elsewhere and said in a low voice, “Alright, I’m being unreasonable. Put it down now. Don’t add to other’s workloads.”

Chang Qing asked: “Are you going home then?”

Lu Zheng’s long and narrow eyes glanced at Chang Qing’s face again, “…you don’t understand anything. I’ll go home when I have time. Can I really live outside for the rest of my life?”.

Chang Qing put his thumb on the lighter cover and said to Lu Zheng, “You’re lying again. How can you be so busy? Aren’t you the boss? The boss is the most idle. Zhang Xinyu doesn’t even work overtime, so why are you working overtime?”

Lu Zheng was blocked, and he didn’t say anything for a while.

Chang Qing said: “Go home, I know why you’re angry. I’ll pay attention from now on, okay?”

Lu Zheng glanced at him, and his voice softened, “I told you, I’m not angry.”

Chang Qing looked at him and said, “What are you dissatisfied with? Tell me frankly and honestly.”

Lu Zheng didn’t speak.

Chang Qing said, “I know what you think. Because of my status as a widower, it makes you unhappy when I come into contact with other men so soon, right? To be honest, I can understand your feelings. I can pay attention to this in the future, but I am also a human being. I can’t avoid contact with people. I can’t avoid making friends. Maybe in your eyes, it’s okay to have no friends. I can’t do that. I need friends. I need people to talk to.”

He paused to catch his breath, then continued, “I’ve already rejected Qiao Zhenran properly. I can’t say never, but at least for a short period of time, two or three years I won’t consider this subject. I still miss your brother so I don’t have that kind of thought.”

Suddenly, a complicated expression that Chang Qing couldn’t understand appeared on Lu Zheng’s face. He quickly returned to normal, and he finally said, “I see, I’ll go back.”

Chang Qing looked at his face. “You’ll really go back?”

Lu Zheng raised his eyes and glanced at him, “Can I still lie to you?” After a pause, “Give me the file.”

Chang Qing hesitated and refused to give it. Lu Zheng smiled angrily, and snatched the documents from his hand. “Okay, you’re so courageous, you have learned to threaten me.”

Chang Qing had the documents stolen from him and when he saw him smiling, he also smiled, “Don’t be angry. You never go home. I feel uncomfortable, as if I’ve taken your home away from you.”

Lu Zheng corrected gently, “That’s your home too.”

Chang Qing confirmed again: “Are you really going back?”

Lu Zheng sat back and said without looking up, “Is there any benefit to lying to you?”

Chang Qing nodded and said, “I’ll wait for you to get off work and then we can go back together.”

Lu Zheng: “…”

Lu Zheng looked up at him, as if he didn’t know what to say, then silently lowered his head again.

Chang Qing looked around, “Your office is really big. Do you mind if I walk around?”

Lu Zheng said, “Whatever.”

Chang Qing got up and walked around the office. He saw a door on the right and asked Lu Zheng: “Is this the bedroom?”

Lu Zheng glanced up and said, “The lounge.”

Chang Qing was a little curious. He opened the door and went in. It was really wronging this place to call it a lounge. Once you entered the door, there was a large living room, at least 70 or 80 square meters.  In addition to a sofa, recliner, and a wine cabinet there was also a bar and other facilities. Further in, there were two doors.

Chang Qing opened a door on the left-hand side. It was the bedroom. The style of the bedroom was European, and the gray bed was littered with shirts, ties and boxer briefs.

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Chang Qing hesitated for a moment, went out of the lounge and asked Lu Zheng, “You’re staying in the lounge these days?”

Lu Zheng paused for a moment, as if remembering something. Then he straightened his back immediately, and said in a bad tone: “Did you enter the bedroom?”

Chang Qing nodded, “Are the clothes on the bed clean or dirty?”

Lu Zheng’s fair cheeks were slightly flushed under the light, similar to an illusion.  He was a little annoyed.”… It’s clean. Don’t worry about it.”

Chang Qing looked at his face, “…Is it dirty? After all, this is just a lounge, how do you wash and dry clothes when you live here?”

Chang Qing has seen that there was no balcony in this lounge, There wasn’t even a washing machine. There was no one to wait on Lu Zheng here. Even if he could wash it himself, there was no place to dry it.

Lu Zheng gritted his teeth and insisted: “It’s clean, you don’t need to worry about it.”

Chang Qing had an expression of “I understand everything” He said, “When you get off work, you pack up all the dirty clothes and take them back to Sun Yi to wash.”

Sun Yi was the housekeeper of the Lu family, specializing in washing clothes for them.

Lu Zheng was speechless, and after a while he said: “Let’s not talk about this now, ok?”

Seeing his expression, Chang Qing paused, knowing that he was going to be annoyed if he kept talking, he closed his mouth.

Lu Zheng was working, so Chang Qing wouldn’t disturb him. He went into the lounge, took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, washed a glass, and drank two glasses of wine. He wasn’t that drunk, only a little tipsy.

He put down his wine glass, walked to the sofa, and lay down. It was only two o’clock now, and Lu Zheng got off work at five or six o’clock. If he took a nap, maybe he could just sleep until Lu Zheng got off work, and then wait for him to go home.

Chang Qing calculated well, and his eyelids became heavy as he wished. He closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

As expected, he slept until evening. He woke up naturally. When he woke up, he vaguely saw a figure in front of him. He rubbed his eyes and called out Lu Zheng’s name in a hoarse voice.

“En.” Lu Zheng replied.

Chang Qing sat up, still unable to open his eyes, he asked, “What time is it?”

Lu Zheng replied, “It’s twenty past five.”

Chang Qing stretched, and a comfortable sigh came out of his throat.

Lu Zheng saw his movement, exposing a white thin waist. He quickly looked away and said: “Go and wash your face. It looks stupid.”

Chang Qing was taken aback for a moment, then a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, “Are you still holding a grudge?”

Lu Zheng asked lightly: “Do you think I’m you?”

Chang Qing stood up and stretched. He turned around and murmured, “I’m getting old, aren’t I? Even sleeping is so tiring.”

Lu Zheng didn’t listen carefully to what he said. He  saw that he wasn’t moving, so he urged, “Hurry up.”

Chang Qing glanced at him and went into the bathroom.

He turned on the water, washed his face, then wiped the water off his face. He looked down and saw some clothes in the dirty clothes basket next to him. He froze for a moment then laughed.

Lu Zheng has never been so sloppy before. It’s really hard for him to live out here.

Chang Qing hesitated for a moment, then bent down and emptied the clothes in the dirty clothes basket into the sink.

Lu Zheng came over to knock on the door, his tone a little impatient, “Are you alright? Does it take you so long to wash?”

Chang Qing said, “I’ll wash your dirty clothes here. So you don’t have to take them back for Sun Yi to laugh at.”

Lu Zheng, outside the door, was silent for a moment. He slammed the door open and came in, his voice raising an octave, “Leave it alone. I’ll wash it myself.”

Chang Qing glanced at him, “But you didn’t wash it either. If you leave your clothes for more than two days, they will become moldy and smelly.”

Lu Zheng is rarely so sloppy, but he really hasn’t washed his clothes much, so he just let it go for a few days… No, it’s only been two days.

His eyes flickered, and a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, in a rare moment of shame he said, “That’s enough. Don’t you know how to avoid some topics? I’m also a man. Why are you washing my clothes for me? Do I need you to help me wash them? You’re a few years older than me. Don’t you know there’s some things you shouldn’t do?”

Seeing that he had such a big reaction, Chang Qing was also a little embarrassed. He pretended to be relaxed and said , “I’ll wash the large pieces for you, and you can wash your underwear yourself…. Is that all right? “

Lu Zheng’s eyes were filled with an ambiguous look. He avoided Chang Qing’s gaze, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, “What the hell are you worrying about? I can wash it myself.”

Chang Qing lowered his eyes and said, “I know to avoid some things, but this dirty clothes basket of yours is all shirts, no underwear. Look at this as a normal thing, and there’s no need to be too shy, right?”

Lu Zheng didn’t say anything.

Chang Qing urged him, “I’ll wash it quickly and put it on the bar to dry. It can dry in the sun. Don’t you think it’s embarrassing to bring it back again?”

Only then did Lu Zheng move. He walked over and took the clothes from Chang Qing’s hand, “I’m not an idiot. I can wash it myself. Don’t worry about it.”

Chang Qing made room for him, then turned around and went to his bedroom. He rolled up all his clothes scattered on the bed and took them to the bathroom. “Let’s wash these too.  Do you know how to wash them?”

Lu Zheng said in a bad tone: “Yes, I washed my own clothes when I was studying at school.”

Chang Qing finally let it go: “Then you wash it, wash it three to four times.”

Lu Zheng glanced at him impatiently, “I know, I don’t need you to teach me.”

Chang Qing also glanced at him and said softly: “Don’t be angry. I’m a bit worried, if you don’t like it, I won’t care about you so much in the future.””

Lu Zheng paused for a moment, then gave a soft “hmm”.

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