Chapter 158

After a long time, a middle-aged woman anxiously ran to him: "thank God, young master, I finally found you, young master, how did you suddenly run down?"

The little boy's expression is very calm, there is not much anger in his black eyes, and his face is slightly pale.

He heard the middle-aged woman's voice, but he didn't look up. In his sight, it seemed that there was only "a family of three..."

What else does the middle-aged woman have to say? She sighs.

The little boy suddenly looked up at her, expressionless, still did not say anything, but let the middle-aged woman's back feel a little cold, when he looked at people, for a moment, always let people feel some gloomy feeling.

Seeing that the middle-aged woman was quiet, the little boy's eyes fell on the metaphor again.

Qin rang came in with clear eyes and walked straight towards Yu.

When the simile saw him, he bent his eyes: "let's go."

Qin rang picked up the little star from her arms, while Yu led Qin Nanfeng. Without looking at the little boy on the opposite sofa, they walked towards the escalator.

The little star put his arms around Qin rang's neck and lay on Qin rang's shoulder. The flesh on his cheek was squeezed, which made the eyes on his white jade face more and more black, like a shining black agate.

She looked at the hall casually, her eyes and the little boy's eyes for a moment.

Little star's hair is soft, her eyelashes are moving, her lips are curved, she raises her hands and says hello to the little boy. The little boy is very cold and doesn't respond to her, but she makes herself laugh and her eyes are bent like crescent moon.

The little boy didn't get off the sofa until Yu Yu's figure was completely out of sight.

His face was cold, his eyes were dark, his lips were pursed, he didn't say a word, he walked towards the door of the shopping mall.

The middle-aged woman followed him, her voice lightened, as if she was afraid of irritating the little boy: "young master, let's go back. When Mr. Lu knows you're running out, it's over."

The little boy kept walking and ignored her.

When he walked out of the shopping mall, a lengthened black car stopped in front of him. Two people in black came down from the car, wearing white clean gloves. One respectfully opened the door, and the other bent down to ask the little boy, "master Shumu, I'll take you to the car."

The chassis of this car is a little high. The little boy called Shumu is still very small. He is not tall, so it is difficult to get on the car by himself.

Lu Shumu nodded.

As soon as he got on the bus, his hand immediately released Lu Shumu. Lu Shumu himself sat on the chair seat, and his little hand skillfully buckled his seat belt.

The driver's voice was respectful: "master Shumu, Mr. Lu has just asked you to go back now."

Lu Shumu pursed his lips and did not answer.

The driver didn't care because it was normal. If Lu Shumu answered him, he would be surprised. He stepped on the accelerator, started the car steadily and drove to the castle in the suburb.

The ancient castle is full of rich rustic flavor. The mottled wall is an indelible trace left by time. Parthenocissus covered the whole castle green.

After recognizing the car coming in, the carved iron door slowly opens, and the rolling sound of the axle wheel has a sense of history.

But the old castle is full of modern atmosphere everywhere. Under the green plants, there are monitoring probes and infrared scanners everywhere. In addition to the black bodyguards in black suits that can be seen clearly, there are many people hiding in the dark corner.

The car passed the scan and entered the castle. The iron door behind it closed immediately.

"Bang..." A, bring is the heart suddenly shudder dull feeling.

It's a gorgeous cage that shackles human nature, but it's also a palace that many people want to squeeze in after fighting for their lives and cutting their heads.

Lu Shumu's face is expressionless. His appearance is girlish in his childhood. His eyelashes are thick and curly, his black eyes are shining, his lips are red and his teeth are white. But the coldness of his whole body doesn't make people think that he is a girl at all.

The car stopped in front of an ancient building in the center.

The door opens, the bodyguard in black holds Lu Shumu down, and Lu Shumu walks into the ancient building without squinting. The living room exudes the elegance and massiness precipitated from the 18th century. The copper lamps are complex and bright. The walls are covered with classic oil paintings. On the palace style sofa, there is a man wearing glasses. The man has broad shoulders and long legs. His legs overlap and he simply wears a gray sweater. When he hears the sound of pushing the door, he raises his head.

Lu Yan Mou Guang is calm: "where did you go today?"

Lu Shumu was silent for a while: "go to the mall."

"What did you buy?"

He didn't buy anything. Originally, he just took care of his nanny and wanted to go to the toilet. Suddenly, he saw the woman he had seen in the photo album, so he unconsciously followed her. Then, he didn't care about the nanny, so he followed the woman all the time.

Lu Yan didn't ask much. His long, thick and black eyebrows slightly frowned, then stretched out, and said, "don't run around next time, or it will be very dangerous."Lu Shumu stood quietly for a while, but unexpectedly did not move.

He curled up his little fingers, pursed his lips, and was silent for a long time. Then he suddenly asked: "what's the matter Where's my mother? "

Lu Yan smelled the speech and looked at him quietly. His eyes were cold and motionless. After a while, it was difficult to distinguish the dark mood of his eyes.

"I said, Garan is not your mother."

The little boy's face was a little heavy, and he didn't move. His dark eyes were cold and chilly Give me my mother back. "

Lu Yan's black eyes were cold for a few minutes, and the radian of his lips pulled.

His Adam's apple rolled silently, but he said nothing.

There was a voice outside -- "young master Shumu, look who's coming." This is housekeeper Cheng's voice. With his voice, another woman came in.

The woman's smile is clear and beautiful, her eyes are deep, her eyelashes are long, and her blood is mixed.

Shi jiaran looks at Lu Shumu and smiles. She goes over and touches Lu Shumu's hair.

Lu Shumu pursed his lips, still expressionless, but the chill in his dark eyes dispersed for a few minutes. Shi jiaran lowered his eyes and gently laughed: "Dad scolded you again?"

Lu Shumu didn't speak. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Lu Yan's dark face. He pursed the corners of his mouth and held out his hand to Shi jiaran.

With a deeper smile, Shi jiaran bent down and picked him up.

"Let's go upstairs first and let dad talk to Grandpa Cheng about things," she asked Lu Shumu was lying on Shi jiaran's shoulder. He would not have made such an intimate move, but when he was held up, he thought of the girl he saw in the shopping mall today and could not help learning her moves.