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Stunned for a moment, the dirty looking young man smiled and said, "No, I've finished cleaning them."

"What?" "So fast?"

The old man quickly stood up and solemnly said, "I'm going to have to check it. The 'tofu dregs' project is not going to work."

After he finished speaking, with the support of Housekeeper Luo, he lifted his leg and went up to the fifth floor, but stopped outside the wooden door, unable to step in for a long time.

Wen Xin was suspicious: "Uncle, what's wrong?"

Not wanting to be seen through, Lu Ang remained calm for a moment, but his steps still trembled.

For thirty years, he had not dared to face this room. Too many memories and pain had made him depressed, and he was afraid that he would not be able to bear the pain and follow his wife.

But what about his young son? Therefore, he gritted his teeth and endured it. However, he still loved and hated Cang'er, and was unable to shake off this sort of feeling.

Everything inside was still clear, everything he loved about his wife, and when he looked at the picture on the wall, his mind was shattered.

Wen Xin, who sensed that something was wrong immediately moved to support him. She asked with concern: "Are you alright?"

With his body supporting him, Old Master Lu didn't hear her voice at all. His gaze, his thoughts, were all on the middle aged lady in the photo.

"Emily …"

Sensing that he was crying, Wen Xin was shocked at first before she shut her mouth silently.

At this moment, she knew that it was not her place to speak.

Housekeeper Luo wiped the corners of his eyes as he stood at the door, similarly missing the old lady who had passed away many years ago.

Suddenly, the Old Master Lu sensed that he had lost his composure and immediately forced back his tears. He then fiercely turned and supported Wen Xin: "Did you wipe it all clean?"

"Uh, yes. I removed the curtain as well, but it was too heavy for me to wash."

As expected, the originally lifeless darkness was also illuminated by the rays of sunlight, causing the entire room to become much more lively. The Old Master Lu was silent for a moment, then said to the Housekeeper Luo: "Check carefully to see where it's not clean!"

"Yes, master."

When Lu Cangyao returned, it was already 8 PM.

The amount of work he had to do in the main company was equivalent to a week in B City, but even so, other than a trace of exhaustion, he didn't see anything else.

The butler took his jacket and said: "Miss Wen said to wait for you before you eat."

"She hasn't eaten yet?"

Lu Cangyao frowned, then walked towards the living room quickly. He saw Wen Xin sitting obediently on the sofa, but the old man was not there.

He walked over and picked him up, bending over him.

The man's faint perfume was like magic, Wen Xin could not help but blush. "Mr Lu, you're back."

"Call me Cang Yao or Xi Meng in the future."

"…" That's not good, right? She still didn't know what the situation was.

Lu Cangyao wrapped his arms around her waist and brought his to the second floor. Then, he pushed his way into a certain room and pressed her against the wall to kiss for a while.

"Why is the old man making things difficult for you?"

"No, your dad just told me to clean up the fifth floor's storage room."

The man's expression changed, his chin left her neck and he grabbed her right hand. "The storage room? My dad let you in? "

Seeing his reaction, Wen Xin was afraid.

"Old Master Lu told me to clean it …"

"Then you saw it all?"

What did he mean? A picture on the wall? Wen Xin did not answer, she was afraid of rubbing salt on his wounds.

The silence from the girl clearly told him the answer. The two of them looked at each other for a long time before he suddenly opened his collar and restlessly walked around the room.

Wen Xin walked a few steps forward quickly and hugged his waist from behind, "Mr Lu, at least you have a picture of your mother, but I don't even know what my parents look like, so please don't be like this, okay?"

The man stiffened. A moment ago he had felt so angry that he wanted to destroy something, but her embrace had miraculously calmed him down.

That feeling was like his heart was suddenly hollowed out, and because he had her, it instantly filled up his heart, making it extremely complicated.

Realizing that she hadn't eaten yet, after Lu Cangyao calmed down, he held her hand: "Let's go down and eat first."

"Yes."

Not being able to see his current mood, Wen Xin let go of the man's waist and obediently nodded.

That embrace only prevented him from feeling so sad, because there were people in this world who were even more sorrowful than him …

When the two of them went downstairs, they still did not see the old man. Sitting at the dining table, Lu Cangyao asked: "Housekeeper Luo, where's Dad?"

"Eh." After hesitating for a few seconds, the Housekeeper Luo let out a light sigh, "Master is not in a good mood, he has stayed in the study room for quite a few hours already, there's no use for dinner."

Lu Cangyao nodded. "Alright, I understand."

The old man was different from the young ones. Upon hearing that Old Master Lu did not eat, Wen Xin was a little worried: "Housekeeper Luo, is there any red date porridge? I'll send Uncle in later. "

"Alright, I'll get the kitchen ready right away."

Hearing her words, Housekeeper Luo's heart relaxed, he was very happy.

When the Old Master Lu was unhappy, no one in the villa dared to offend him, but he thought that maybe the girl that Young Master brought could do it.

After eating, just as Wen Xin was lifting up the tray, she was stopped by the man behind him: "I'll go."

"No, I'll go."

Although she was not intelligent, she was not stupid. Old Master Lu obviously had deep feelings for the deceased Madam Lu, and perhaps he did not wish to see her at the moment, even though it was just a guess, but if it was not, Mr Lu would not have never had a birthday.

She didn't want the Mr Lu to feel sad again.

Seeing the perseverance in Wen Xin's eyes, a warm feeling flowed through her heart. Lu Cangyao was truly touched, that feeling made his eyes redden, and he really wanted to kiss her right now.

How could she be so intelligent? So sensitive? So kind?

Watching Wen Xin walk towards the old man's study, the man raised the corner of her mouth, as if a huge burden had been lifted off of him.

Within the study.

"Who let you in? "Scram!"

Wen Xin turned and closed the door, she did not want Lu Cangyao to know that he was being shouted at.

She gently placed the tray on the table and said, "It's bad for the stomach if the porridge is cold. Especially the red dates inside. They're hot and delicious."

Old Master Lu's face was filled with anger as he stared at her with his scarlet eyes. When he saw the porridge in front of him, his face suddenly changed: "Who made you cook?"

"Me."

"You?"

"Yes." I'll be going out first, I hope you can eat a little more, Lu, Xi Meng is very worried. "

Staring at her as she turned to leave, Old Master Lu did not turn over the porridge in his hands, but instead stared at the red dates inside in a daze.

Back then, Emily loved red date porridge the most, and he always pretended to like it very much, so he let the kitchen cook every day …

Lu Cangyao watched her leave the study safely, and smiled even though he did not bring any congee in.

"How?"

She winked at him, a rare mischievous smile on her face. "Secret."

The man leaned close to her ear and mumbled in an ambiguous voice, "I'll let you talk tonight."

Seeing that Housekeeper Luo was looking at them, Wen Xin immediately flushed red and turned to face the second floor. She felt that something was amiss and quickly turned her head: "I'm just full, I'm going out for a walk."

"Mm, I'll go with you."

Seeing the cold and proud young master chasing after a girl, Housekeeper Luo and the other servants were all surprised.

Lu Cangyao's existence made him seem like a teenager. He wanted to grab her hand like a little kid, and hug his tight in his embrace to bully her.

"Wen Xin."

The person at the front smiled and turned around. "What is it?"

Looking at her bright smile, the man said happily, "Thank you for today."

"Huh?"

"Endure the old man's troubles and help him deliver the porridge."

She shook her head nonchalantly. "It's nothing. "Uncle just asked me to clean the room, which is what I was good at, and I was worried that he would let me do something I wasn't good at."

Seeing her so optimistic, Lu Cangyao completely relaxed his heart, maybe she really could handle that pedantic old man.

"Come here."

Looking at the man's hand that was reaching towards him, Wen Xin hesitated for a few seconds. Then, Wen Xin slowly reached out his hand, and when the man was about to grab his hand, Wen Xin suddenly turned around and ran, shouting at him: "Come and catch me."

Lu Cangyao, "..."

He smiled and chased after her, his outstretched hand clenched in mid-air.

Although it was night time, the servants were still walking around the garden. When they saw their young master run past them, they were all shocked to the point that their eyes were wide open.

How could Wen Xin be a match for a man? After running for a while, she was pressed down by Lu Cangyao on the vegetable patch.

Seeing the smile on his face, Wen Xin was not frustrated at all. She was still smiling: "Mr Lu, are you feeling better after running for a bit?"

He looked intently into her clear eyes and suddenly bent over to seal her lips.

The kiss was different from before, not overbearing, and it was so tender and tender that it made her soften.

Just as Wen Xin was about to lose consciousness from the kiss, Lu Cangyao leaned close to her ear and whispered in a soft but assured voice, "Marry me, Wen Xin."

She was stunned.

Mr Lu proposed to her?

At this moment, Wen Xin's eyes were red, her emotions was so stirred up that even she was unable to control herself. But why did he marry her?

"Lu Xian …"

"Call me Xi Meng."

"Xi Meng."

The girl's voice was like a melodious musical note. Lu Cangyao buried his face in her neck comfortably and said, "When the Old Man affirms your decision, we will get married."

Her heart beat faster, as if it were not her own.

"Why, marry me?"

After waiting for ten thousand years for the answer to come out, as if ten thousand years had passed, Wen Xin tensed up and heard him say, "Old gramps wants me to get engaged for the new year, you are the one I'm most satisfied with."

The blush on his face had disappeared, and was replaced with a bitter smile: "Mr Lu, thank you for thinking so highly of me, but I do not consider marriage as a trade."

"What kind of deal? How can I say that this marriage is a deal! " Could she not tell that he liked her?

Looking at the man who had suddenly changed his face, Wen Xin's heart went completely cold, and then put on the small mask that he had rejected for thousands of miles: "Mr Lu is very late, I want to go back and sleep."

Seeing her push himself away, Lu Cangyao muttered a curse as he chased after her into the house. He pushed his against the wall: "What are you angry about?"

"I'm not angry. How could I dare to be angry?"