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Time seemed to stop at this moment.

Lu Yanhuan's face reddened like a cooked prawn, and she didn't dare to raise her head again.

A faint fragrance from the sachet drifted into the two people's noses. Meng Luo's gaze became gloomy and unclear, and she did not make a move for a while.

"Luo …"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the thing in his hand was already taken away.

She raised her head and met Meng Luo's calm eyes.

"I'll take it, thank you."

Lu Yanhuan slowly nodded his head, the joy in his heart was about to spill out.

It was the first time he had taken anything from her.

Seemingly afraid that he would go back on his word, Lu Yanhuan turned and ran, quickly disappearing from Meng Luo's sight.

Meng Luo shook the scented sachet in his hand, saying, "Don't come back in the future." In the end, he didn't say it out loud.

After Lu Yanhuan ran out of the house, he rushed home without stopping.

She needed something else to temporarily forget about Meng Luo.

So as soon as she got home, she went into her room to make incense.

Unknowingly, night had fallen as Lu Qingqing and Lu Guohua gradually reached home.

When they were eating dinner, Lu Guohua asked, "How is Qing Qing doing at school?"

When he said these words, his gaze was actually on Lu Yanhuan.

Lu Qingqing kicked her from below and gave her a meaningful look.

Lu Yanhuan looked at the two, purposely hesitated for a moment, before saying: "It's pretty good."

Lu Guohua looked at Lu Qingqing again, and the latter laughed while nodding his head, "Teacher has been praising me recently."

Who knew that Lu Guohua would actually put down his chopsticks.

He once again looked at Lu Yanhuan, and asked with a straight face. "Why did I hear that you were called to school today?"

Lu Yanhuan was startled, and immediately reacted.

It was probably because of her instigation that the homeroom teacher, who was eager to stir up trouble, called Lu Guohua.

Lu Qingqing naturally knew that it was his homeroom teacher who had done this, and couldn't help but gritting his teeth in anger.

Just you wait! If she didn't cause trouble in her class, her surname wouldn't be Lu!

Beneath the dining table, Lu Qingqing panicked and kicked again, but in the end, he started to frown, "Who kicked me?"

Lu Qingqing, "..."

Lu Yanhuan timely 'saved the life', "Father, the teacher called me over to say that Qing Qing has improved, it's a good thing, a good thing."

Hearing her words, Lu Qingqing felt that something wasn't right.

"Progress?" Lu Guohua smiled, he did not understand the meaning behind his words, and asked the two sisters, "You think skipping class is progress? Yan Huan, is this how elder sister does? Was it to indulge his sister? And you, Lu Qingqing, if you cause trouble for me in just three days, aren't you ashamed of me for not shaming myself enough? "

Lu Yanhuan lowered his head in shame and whispered, "I'm sorry, Dad, I think Qing Qing is too pitiful …"

Lu Guohua shouted with a raised voice, with a hint of anger in his tone, "She's pitiful, just her alone! When will you pity my old face? Ah? Lu Qingqing! "

Lu Yanhuan lowered his head and did not speak, but Lu Qingqing opened his mouth: "Father, there was a reason why I skipped class, it was Big Sister Meng Ting who insisted on inviting me out …"

Lu Guohua frowned, "Meng Family that Meng Ting? "Wait, I'll go call old Meng."

"Hey, don't, don't, don't — —" Lu Qingqing quickly stopped him and fawningly smiled. "Dad, I know I was wrong, I promise I will skip class for the last time!"

Lu Guohua did not have much confidence in her assurances, so he simply ordered, "I remember that your school does not allow you to bring a phone. From tomorrow onwards, you are not allowed to bring a phone. "Also, go to my dorm and study hard. You are already in your third year of high school!"

When Lu Qingqing heard that his phone was gone, he was immediately unhappy.

Lu Yanhuan interjected from the side in a soft voice, "Little Sister, Dad is right, you have less than a month before the college entrance exam, it's a good thing that you don't use your phone."

"Sis!"

Lu Qingqing looked at her resentfully.

Lu Yanhuan then said: "Little sister, we are already very troubled with your grades. For the rest of the time, please just let Father and I save some refreshments. Father has been so busy working every day and has even wasted time on us …"

She raised her eyes to look at Lu Guohua, and seemingly said helplessly: "Forget it, I'll head upstairs first."

Behind him, Lu Guohua felt gratified for his eldest daughter and was also worried for his younger daughter, "Did you hear that? I'm busy! Hand in your phone, stay at school, there's no room for negotiation! "

Actually, as the daughter of a third son, Lu Guohua had treated her quite well. It was a pity that she didn't know his identity and had always been delusional in trying to replace Lu Yanhuan.

In the end, Lu Qingqing ended up staying at school and handed in his phone.

Meng Family.

The situation with the Meng Family was very strange. The majority of the authority was in the hands of one person, and that was the Old Mistress Meng.

In this family, the old lady's liking was very important, so most people used up their energy to please her, except for Meng Luo.

He did not need to take the initiative to please, he was still the old lady's favorite.

This made Meng Luo into a piece of fat.

It was night, after Meng Luo finished his shower, he laid on the bed as usual.

His sleep was not good at all. He usually slept at one in the morning and woke up at five-thirty.

When it was better, Ling Chen fell asleep and woke up at 6 AM.

He had used all kinds of methods, and none of them were useful.

After mulling over it for a long time without sleep, he suddenly thought of the scented sachet the girl had given him.

With a desperate attitude, he placed the scented sachet by his pillow and closed his eyes.

The next day, six o'clock.

Meng Luo's biological clock caused him to open his eyes.

He subconsciously put it in his palm, and there was no trace of his usual exhaustion between his brows.

He slept well last night.

Even though it was just a little bit of sleep and he woke up at six, he wasn't dreaming.

It was a good sign.

He looked down at the scented sachet in his hands and felt that he should send Lu Yanhuan a message of thanks.

When Lu Yanhuan received the message, he was eating breakfast.

'Your scented sachet is very useful, thank you.'

Lu Yanhuan almost laughed out loud. As a result, he choked on his food until his face was completely red.

Lu Qingqing, who was standing opposite him, spoke in a weird tone, "Be careful not to cough yourself to death."

Last night, she took the opportunity to tell Meng Ting about what happened at the dining table. In the end, Meng Ting said that it was because of Lu Yanhuan.

If she had advised him properly, Lu Guohua would definitely not be so angry.

Later, when she thought about it, she slowly came to a realization.

This sister of hers, ever since she woke up with a high fever, her brain had become abnormal!

Poking her finger at the rice, Lu Guohua was dissatisfied with her words, "How can you say that?"

Lu Qingqing snorted, and fiercely kicked Lu Yanhuan under the table.

Who knew that Lu Yanhuan would raise his head to look at her in the next second, his face full of astonishment, "Why did you kick me?"

"…"

Lu Qingqing laughed, but at the side, Lu Guohua's face did not look good, and the balance in his heart that was already set in favour of his eldest daughter became slightly tilted.

Back then, just because of his drunk, messy nature, he had a relationship with Lu Qingqing's mother. Who knew that her mother would become pregnant?