Mr.Lu is blacklisted again

Lu thought he was a little strange.

Feeling Lu tingwan's eyes on his face, Lu Yanxiu turned his head and looked at her. Sure enough, he saw her staring at himself.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you go in and go to bed so late every day? No wonder you don't grow tall."

"Did you eat dynamite? Inexplicably, smelly firecrackers, annoying." Lu heard that he was not angry and scolded him. He turned and went into his room and locked the balcony.

Seeing that he accidentally made her angry again, Lu Yanxiu was annoyed.

He may need to go on a business trip, calm down and manage his mood.

……

The next day

Lu Yanxiu was called back to Lu's house by Mrs. Lu.

He said Mr. Lu had something to talk to him about.

Back at Lu's house, his parents sat on the sofa in the hall and seemed to be waiting for him.

Seeing Lu Yanxiu coming, they didn't talk.

Without telling them anything, Lu Yanxiu followed the old housekeeper upstairs and entered the study.

"Come on, sit down."

Old man Lu opened his eyes, raised his chin slightly towards the single sofa on the left, and motioned him to sit down.

Lu Yanxiu didn't say anything, so he sat down on the sofa.

"It's the same thing that I came to you today." he looked at Lu Yanxiu and said, "what do you think of the song child?"

Lu Yanxiu lowered his head slightly, lazily and shut up.

Master Lu nodded slightly: "OK."

He slowly sat up straight, then bent down and opened the drawer of the low table in front of his legs, took out a file bag from inside and put it on the table.

"Remember this?" he asked.

Lu Yanxiu raised his eyes, looked at the file bag expressionless, and rubbed the tiger's mouth tooth print, which slowed down a bit.

But still didn't speak.

"Do you remember what you promised me to keep the girl doll of the Sheng family?"

Lu Yanxiu's action of rubbing the tooth seal slowly stopped... He slowly raised his eyes and looked at old man Lu.

…

Mrs. Lu and her husband Lu Zhan waited downstairs for more than an hour.

Finally, Lu Yanxiu came down.

Waiting for the result, Mrs. Lu stood up from the sofa.

Before she could stop Lu Yanxiu and ask for clarification, Lu Yanxiu walked out of the villa door with a calm face and hostility.

Mrs. Lu didn't know what it was like, so she looked at the old housekeeper who followed her.

The old housekeeper nodded to her.

…

In the afternoon, at five o'clock after class, Lu listened to the evening humming a minor and jumping back to Jingyuan.

But after seeing the car at the door of the villa, the happy pace slowly stopped.

That seems to be Mrs. Lu's car.

Mrs. Lu is back?

Lu listened to the rules immediately, and some regretted coming back early.

But when you come back, you can't run out again.

There was no way. Lu tingwan had to keep going.

However, when she walked into the villa, she saw four or five suitcases and seven or eight large paper boxes stacked in the center of the hall, as well as a pile of her daily necessities and toys from small to large.

Piled a lot.

Mrs. Lu stood there, next to two maids.

Aunt Qiu was at a loss to stand aside and wipe her tears. When she saw that Lu tingwan suddenly came back, she called her with worry: "late..."

The two maids, each holding a pile of clothes, came down from upstairs and threw her clothes on the pile like garbage.

A stained glass bottle slipped down in a pile of sundries.