Chapter 3

The Lu family started from scratch when old Lu was young. For decades, they have gained a firm foothold in the prosperous place of Kyoto. Lu's old house is a combination of Chinese and Western architecture, with both European romance and Chinese classics. Such a style is also a scene that people enjoy talking about throughout Kyoto.

I still remember when she was taken back to Lu's house in the last life, she was shocked for a long time by the magnificent villa, the huge courtyard and the patches of grassland. At that time, she was full of joy, excitement, fear and anxiety about the future. She kept asking herself, is this really where she wants to live in the future? Can this big place be her home?

However, at that time, she didn't know how petty she was in the eyes of the Lu family.

When Lu Xiaoya returned to Lu's house, the clock just "Dong... Dong... Dong" rang, the pointer pointed to eight o'clock, and the corners of her mouth tilted slightly. It seemed not too late.

Sitting in the living room, Angelica dahurica and Lu Yihuan were surprised to see her neatly dressed back.

Lu Yihuan looked at Lu Xiaoya in a daze, "why did you... Come back so early..."

Did she coax her to drink a lot of wine and find a man to break her body and take fruit photos? Why did she come back suddenly?

Lu Xiaoya smiled faintly and buried her hatred and madness. "Sister Yihuan is really not interesting enough to take me to red. How can she get me drunk and leave me there alone."

Lu Xiaoya gently pressed her temple with her hand. "Fortunately, I woke up early, otherwise it would be bad if something happened in that mixed place."

"You say so, sister." Lu Xiaoya looked at Lu Yihuan with a smile.

Lu Yihuan didn't expect that she would say such words, and angrily scolded: "what nonsense are you talking about! How could I go to a place like red? Don't slander me! "

"Ah, sister, you know what kind of place red is..." Lu Xiaoya sneered at Lu Yihuan's acting.

Lu Yihuan was speechless. He could only stare at Lu Xiaoya fiercely: "don't talk nonsense!"

But in a few words, Lu Yihuan was trapped. It seems that she is just a big chest and no brain. The real segments are Angelica dahurica and Liu Mengru. Lu Xiaoya thought to herself.

Angelica looked at the glib Lu Xiaoya and suddenly found that she seemed to have changed. With a gentle smile, she asked softly, "Xiaoya, what did you eat when you came back? Shall I tell the kitchen to get you something to eat? "

Angelica dahurica is 32 years old this year, but just over 30. Her face is full of collagen, her high chest and between her eyebrows and eyes. If she seems to be enchanting, coupled with her soft waist and graceful figure, it's no wonder her father cheated when her mother was pregnant. Her mother died of dystocia and welcomed her in less than a year, Even though she still carries a mop only five months smaller than herself.

At the beginning, she was deceived by her gentle appearance. Lu Xiaoya rubbed her eyes with her hands. "Aunt Bai, I'm a little uncomfortable and have no appetite."

Angelica dahurica looked at her yawning. She was as uneducated and worldly as before. "Do you want to invite doctor Zhang to have a look?"

Lu Xiaoya shook her head. "Don't bother Dr. Zhang. I'm just a little drunk. I'll be fine if I have a rest."

Angelica dahurica gently said, "it's OK. Look at the smell of wine all over you. If you let your grandfather know, it will annoy you."

If I had been silly before, I would have thought that Angelica dahurica was caring about her. Now think about it. In fact, Angelica dahurica was afraid that she would tell her grandpa about Lu Yihuan taking her to red. She saw that she was careful to please the Lu family and didn't dare to make them angry. With such a beating, she naturally didn't dare to mention it in front of her grandpa.

Lu Xiaoya deliberately pretended to be frightened. Angelica dahurica looked at her, and a faint irony flashed across the corners of her mouth: "I don't know where red is, but I know it's not a good place. In this circle, there's nothing to play or go, but no matter what, it can't be passed to your grandfather."

"Thank you, aunt Bai. I see." Angelica dahurica has this ability. Even if it is a warning, it can say it's all for you.

What do you mean what you should and shouldn't play on weekdays? She was wandering in the street since childhood. She didn't know what a young lady of an aristocratic family should do or shouldn't do. Angelica dahurica's words were clearly misleading her.

Seeing that she was clever, Angelica dahurica took her hand and said softly, "you know, it's good that you just came back to Lu's house. You don't know much about the family. Your grandfather is old, so don't make do with everything to him and make him upset."

Lu Xiaoya's eyes widened and showed a look of incomprehension: "aunt Bai, I know grandpa spent a lot of time looking for me. I won't make him angry."

At the beginning, she said the same thing. It was precisely because of such words that she suffered many grievances in the Lu family and dared not speak in front of her grandfather. She was always carrying it alone. No matter how hard she tried to make up for it, she could not get their recognition.

Angelica dahurica smiled gently: "if you are uncomfortable, go back to your room and have a rest earlier! I have to get up early tomorrow morning and have breakfast with my grandparents. "

Lu Xiaoya said good night with a smile and turned away from the living room.