Mr.Lu is blacklisted again

"No." Mrs. Lu frowned slightly.

"Do you need anything else for me to prepare?"

"No need."

"This room has been empty for a long time. The smell is damp. Madam is very golden. Why don't you go downstairs and have a rest first. Just leave it to me." Lu Bo continued.

Looking at the long winded uncle Lu, Mrs. Lu was a little bored: "the master didn't speak. As a servant, you can't say more. Do you need me to teach you?"

"Yes," said Lubo.

"Where is the second young master's room?"

"I'll take you." Lubo had no choice but to take Mrs. landing to Lu Yanxiu's room.

With a heart hanging, Lubo took Mrs. Lu to Lu Yanxiu's rooms.

The moment Lu Yanxiu opened the door, Lu Bo was so nervous that he held his breath and didn't dare to look inside.

I don't know what kind of storm will come next.

Mrs. Lu noticed something wrong with Lubo. When she was about to see it clearly, Lubo lowered her head.

Without much thought, Mrs. Lu took back her eyes and went straight into the room.

Lubo hurried in.

The room was clean and tidy, and there were no more things that didn't belong to Lu Yanxiu.

There are men's articles inside and outside.

It just looks a lot empty.

Lubo breathed silently and gave aunt Qiu a thumbs up.

Mrs. Lu looked at it and went out.

Then he pointed to Lu Yanxiu's next room and asked, "who lives here?"

I have guessed that Lu tingwan is staying.

Sure enough——

"Yes... Miss Sheng," replied Lubo.

"There are so many rooms on the second floor, which is better than this one? Just live next door? Is it decent?" Mrs. Lu said discontentedly.

"At that time, Miss Sheng was still timid and timid when she picked her up. The second young master didn't think so much, so he arranged her next door."

Although Mrs. Lu was dissatisfied, she didn't say anything to Lu Yanxiu because she had lived in a room for a long time, so as not to be unhappy again.

He stood at the door for a few seconds and left.

And aunt Qiu, who held her clothes behind the door, was scared into a cold sweat.

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At dinner, Lu tingwan, who usually sits next to Lu Yanxiu and is still used to hanging on one leg, sat opposite Lu Yanxiu this time.

Mrs. Lu sat upright in the main seat.

Lu tingwan had no rules and regulations since he was a child. The five years he followed his grandfather were also how comfortable he came. He had never been bound by those rules.

But although I haven't learned the rules, I still know the most basic dining etiquette.

At this time, he straightened his back and sat in a chair without looking around.

After Mrs. Lu and Lu Yanxiu moved their chopsticks, she picked them up.

Usually a pair of chopsticks can be eaten by two people, but this time there are six pairs of Chopsticks - three pairs of male chopsticks.

Lu tingwan silently reminded himself to change chopsticks when cooking.

Carefully pick up the white rice in front of her. Lu tingwan stretched out his chopsticks and clamped a lotus root slice that was closest to her, but she didn't like to eat.

Over the years, Lu Yanxiu has always suspected her of being picky about food and sometimes forced her to drink some tonic Soup for nutrition, but as long as she doesn't like to eat, she won't serve at ordinary times, and aunt Qiu won't do it.

The Michelin chef's dinner tonight was cooked by a private chef called by Mrs. Lu from Lu's house.

What Mrs. Lu likes to eat.

There were two or three dishes Lu wanted to eat at night, but he was a little far away. He didn't dare to stretch out his chopsticks to pinch them.