Lu Zhizhou was silent. She looked at Ms. Yang and didn't speak. She really didn't know the surname Yang, and Lu Mojiang didn't mention it.

"My father did not mention it."

For a long time, Lu Zhizhou said, in a consistent gentle tone.

"Where's your mother?"

Ms. Yang asked tentatively. Looking at Lu Zhizhou, she looked forward to it.

"My mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to me."

Lu Zhizhou's voice is still as plain as water.

Lu Mojiang said so, and so did Lu mohai.

"Died..."

Ms. Yang looked at Lu Zhizhou in amazement. Her eyes were full of disbelief.

Lu Zhizhou nodded, "yes."

"What did your father say?"

Ms. Yang took a sip of water, and her hand holding the glass trembled. Something was wrong with her face.

Lu Zhizhou nodded.

Ms. Yang suddenly fell silent.

"If you don't have anything else to do, I'm really going to be busy."

Lu Zhizhou glanced at the busy clerk in the store and said slowly.

She is also idle. She can also help, which can reduce the busyness of some clerks.

At first, when she opened the store, she didn't think that the business would be so hot. She was just plain and light. It doesn't matter if she doesn't make money.

Ms. Yang: "I have something to say."

Lu Zhizhou: "you say."

"Shouldn't the eldest lady of the Lu family enjoy the life of rich clothes and food? Look at you. You are so busy and hard now."

Ms. Yang bit her teeth and said, looking at Lu Zhizhou painfully.

Lu Zhizhou: "??"

She looked at Ms. Yang inexplicably, and her eyes were calm.

How is her life? She doesn't need a stranger to tell her what to do?

"This is my business card. If Miss Lu works hard, she can come and be Miss Ye."

Ms. Yang took out a business card from her bag and handed it to Lu Zhizhou.

The name card impressively reads Ye Yunshan.

"This man is my husband."

Ms. Yang explained the relationship between the person on the business card and herself.

A famous foreign company with a great reputation, ye Yunshan's company. Lu Zhizhou heard it when he was studying abroad and was very famous.

"I think you're very strange. Even if I don't have a good time, I don't think it has anything to do with you."

Lu Zhizhou frowned gently. She looked at Ms. Yang and said.

What Ms. Yang said was strange, and the whole person was a little strange.

Her life is very good now, but even if she doesn't live well and lives in that kind of deep water, it has nothing to do with the woman in front of her, right?

Lu Zhizhou glanced at Ms. Yang lightly, then got up and planned to leave.

"I just want you to live well, that's all."

Ms. Yang immediately stood up, she said eagerly.

There is no superfluous idea. I just hope Lu Zhizhou can live well, not tired, and be a rich lady safely.

Shopping, beauty, hair, flower art, flower arrangement

Those jobs that are free and can kill time.

"I don't think we know each other."

Lu Zhizhou's expression was faint. She looked at Ms. Yang with inexplicable eyes.

"I'm your mother. I'm related by blood."

Ms. Yang took a deep breath. She looked into Lu Zhizhou's eyes and said in a slightly trembling tone.

Lu Zhizhou is beautiful and gentle.

mom?

Related by blood?

Lu Zhizhou looked at Ms. Yang in amazement, as if she had said something fantastic. "This joke is not funny."

Although she said so, her heart was turbulent. In principle, no one made fun of such things.

"Zhouzhou, I'm not kidding. I'm serious. I'm really your mother."

Ms. Yang said seriously. She wanted to reach out and pull Lu Zhizhou's hand, but Lu Zhizhou dodged.

"I'm fine. I divorced your father after giving birth to you. I'm sorry I didn't grow up with you."

Ms. Yang's eyes at Lu Zhizhou are especially serious, and her eyes at Lu Zhizhou are sincere.

"Sorry, my mother is gone."

Lu Zhizhou didn't go to see Ms. Yang. She staggered away, and her feet trembled slightly.

Instead of helping, she went straight into the lounge and couldn't recover for a long time.

She knew that Ms. Yang could not joke, because such jokes could be easily broken.

So she is really her mother.

Lu Zhizhou took out his mobile phone to call Lu Mojiang, and then hurriedly took a ride away.

Ms. Yang looked at Lu Zhizhou's back, clenched her fist tightly, and soon let go.

Her daughter has grown up. She is a beautiful little girl.

"Well, I want to ask how your boss is doing?"

Ms. Yang grabbed a waiter and asked in a soft tone.

In fact, her behavior is similar to that of Lu Zhizhou, and her eyebrows and eyes are slightly similar.

"It's hard to say. I have to be busy."

The waiter didn't answer Ms. Yang's words because it was hard for her to say. After all, it was Lu Zhizhou's business.

Lu Zhizhou's life is good or bad. Naturally, they shop assistants know, but they won't say much about the boss.

Ms. Yang then asked other people and got no answer.

——

Lu Zhai.

Lu mohai and Lu Mojiang play chess again. Lu Zhizhou comes in. She looks at Lu Mojiang.

"Dad, did my biological mother really die of dystocia?"

As soon as she came in, she asked directly. She just called Lu Mojiang to confirm the location of Lu Mojiang and didn't mention today.

"Harm, what's the matter with you child? You're out of breath."

Lu Mojiang looked at Lu Zhizhou and suddenly felt a little confused.

"You tell me the truth."

Lu Zhizhou said it again.

Lu mohai held a chess piece in his hand and didn't play it all the time.

"Yes, don't you always know that and ask this."

Lu Mojiang hasn't noticed anything yet, he said easily.

Anyway, he told Lu Zhizhou in this way from childhood to adulthood, and the Lu family told Lu Zhizhou in this way.

Lu Zhizhou has always thought so from small to large.

"Look at this."

Lu Zhizhou took out a business card, which Ms. Yang left her.

When Lu Mojiang saw the business card, his face suddenly changed and became a little black, "where did you get it?"

He raised his eyes and looked at Lu Zhizhou. Then he tore up the business card in front of Lu Zhizhou, and his eyes changed.

"A lady surnamed Yang gave it to me."

Lu Zhizhou answered.