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She smiled wryly, not knowing how to describe her mood. "It's fine if he rises again, but I know his personality. Sooner or later, he will lose the business." I just hope that you can let him go this time. I'll persuade uncle to stop. "

"You've agreed to marry me?"

Could she refuse? He didn't even give her a chance to refute him.

Wen Xin nodded with teary eyes: "Mhm."

Lu Cangyao was currently feeling happy. That kind of feeling was ten times happier than any of the honors he had gotten in the market. From today onwards, Wen Xin could only belong to him alone.

Suddenly, she frowned. "But your father wouldn't agree. You saw him so angry tonight."

"Leave his matters to me."

That night, Lu Cangyao didn't do anything. He only hugged her and waited for the person in his arms to fall asleep before quietly getting out of bed.

"Ying, investigate who told the old man about the Wen family."

The young man's reply sounded in the air: "Yes."

The London at night was beautiful, filled with tall buildings. The man standing at the window looked into the distance with a dark expression, his figure proud and aloof.

The next day.

When Wen Xin woke up, her bright eyes just happened to see the scenery outside the window. The corners of her mouth slightly raised: "It's snowing."

She lay quietly on the bed and didn't get up immediately. The man who heard her went over to the bed and picked her up by the waist with the blanket and went to the window.

"Beautiful?"

"Yes, beautiful."

The snow was falling heavily, covering the area like a silvery white coat, clear and white.

Wen Xin leaned into the man's embrace obediently and suddenly thought, if he could become old in a blink of an eye, how great would that be?

"Mr Lu, I want to return to the Lu family."

Lu Cangyao was startled: "Return to the Lu family?"

She had already thought about it. Since she had decided to marry him, she must make the old man accept her. Otherwise, a marriage without love would be even more difficult.

Therefore, no matter what the lordmaster did to torture her, she had to grit her teeth and endure it.

"Mm. Go back to uncle."

"Wen Xin, don't force yourself, this is different from before. When that person is angry, he dares to do anything." It was just like back then, when he was in a rage and said that he would destroy the entire Wen family.

How could she not understand? But without trying, how would he know?

Wen Xin grabbed onto the clothes on his chest, her eyes was filled with determination: "Believe me, if you can't take it anymore, I'll ask you for help."

"…"

Her black eyes were filled with reluctance, but when she met her sincere and resolute eyes, she was unable to refuse.

In the end, Lu Cangyao lowered his head and kissed her. After the two tangled with each other for a while, he sighed and said, "Alright, but you must report what the old man tells you to do everyday."

Seeing that he agreed, Wen Xin smiled: "En."

"Fool …" He could still laugh.

The snow continued unabated, and the black, lengthened Lincoln entered the estate and stopped at the gate.

Lu Cangyao turned his head and looked at her slightly pale face, before asking once more, "Is it really possible?"

"Mm, you can go to the company."

In his entire life, he had never been so hesitant before. Facing Wen Xin, he had truly broken many of his usual rules, and he just had to endure it.

After a heavy smack on her lips, the man turned his head and said, "Let's go."

Wen Xin got off the car and waved: "Remember to eat lunch on time."

"Yes."

The car was gone, leaving tire tracks in the snow that were quickly covered by new snow. Wen Xin stayed in that spot for a while before she turned around and entered the door.

Old Master Lu was still sitting in the living room, holding a picture frame and looking at it expressionlessly.

"Uncle."

Hearing the voice, the old man suddenly raised his head and looked at her with an ashen face. "You still dare to come back?"

Feeling nervous, she clenched her fists, trying her best to appear calm and composed. "I didn't do anything wrong, so why wouldn't I dare?"

"Humph, I didn't know that you had such a sharp tongue!"

"Uncle, I'm Wen Zhaorun's granddaughter, but that's not my choice. Besides, I just found out about this and never thought about revenge."

Lu Ang carefully covered the photo with the cover on the table, looking at her with the same vicious gaze: "You didn't, but what about your uncle? Don't think you can hide the matter of his poison from me! Also, you hide by Cang'er's side and think of every way you can for him to marry you. I do not believe that you have no selfish thoughts at all! "

Selfishness? There really wasn't one.

But she did not defend herself, because the old man in front of her would not believe her now.

"Let me stay by your side. I'll let you see if I'm selfish or not."

"Humph, don't provoke me, it's useless against me!"

As expected, she was still too young. With a sigh, Wen Xin asked, "Are you telling me that you won't let me stay no matter what?"

Lu Ang laughed coldly, "Yes."

"What if I had the old lady's diary in my hand?"

"What did you say!"

She knew it was dangerous, but she could only do so. If she was kicked out, there would be no hope.

Old Master Lu suddenly rushed in front of her and almost broke Wen Xin's wrist: "Where's the diary? Did you find it in the collection room last time? Why have I never seen it before! "

She also couldn't understand why the diary would suddenly drop at her feet. She didn't want to take it, but when she looked up and saw the touching photo on the wall, she had somehow hidden it away, so she knew that the old man liked sweet potato porridge.

No, to be exact, the old lady liked it.

"I don't have the diary with me right now, so please give me half a month. If you still don't believe me in this half month, I will still return the diary intact to you."

Old Master Lu's voice was frighteningly cold, "Girl, it's been decades since anyone dared to threaten me."

Even though Wen Xin was very afraid of him, she insisted, "I won't go back on my words for half a month."

The old man gritted his teeth and tried to tear her apart, but his son's attitude made him hesitate and finally compromise. "Well, half a month.

"..." "Alright."

Knowing how important the diary of his wife, who had been dead for so many years, was to an old man who had missed death, Wen Xin took out a notebook from her bag: "This is half of it, I copied it myself. Don't worry, the original is not damaged."

Old Master Lu snatched it excitedly and held it in his hands, his hands trembling slightly.

He no longer paid any attention to Wen Xin, and instead carried his diary as he turned around and entered his own study.

Housekeeper Luo stood at the entrance of the study room and sighed. As he turned around to leave, Wen Xin walked over: "I'll call the old man for dinner."

"Eh, you …" Aren't you afraid of being scolded?

Of course, he did not say the rest.

Knowing what he was thinking, Wen Xin smiled sweetly. Her kind smile made the middle-aged man stunned, and she couldn't help but retreat.

She walked up and knocked on the door. "Uncle, it's time to eat."

Only after a long while did he say, "Scram."

As expected of father and son! When she was angry, her tone was the same as always, telling her to scram as far as she could.

"I can't leave now. You still have half of your diary."

"Brush ~ ~ ~"

The next second, the study room's door opened. Old Master Lu stared at her angrily, then snorted and walked towards the dining hall.

Housekeeper Luo looked at her, then quickly followed by the old man's side, secretly giving her a thumbs up.

Wen Xin smiled.

In fact, she was sweating profusely …

"You're not allowed to sit here. I have no appetite if you sit here and eat."

Wen Xin, who was about to sit beside the old man, hesitated for a moment before nodding: "Alright, I'll go eat in the kitchen."

Seeing that she did not take out his diary to threaten him this time, Old Master Lu squinted his eyes.

This girl doesn't need to eat?

Hmph, no wonder he's so weak!

Just as Wen Xin entered the kitchen, the phone in her pocket rang. After guessing who it was, she put the phone by her ear: "Hello, Mr Lu."

"Call me Xi Meng."

"Eh, Xi Meng, is there anything wrong?"

Seeing that she had changed his mind, Lu Cangyao happily leaned back in his chair. Seeing the mountain of documents on the table, his handsome face changed, and he changed his gaze in the end.

"Why did my dad make things difficult for you today?"

Wen Xin replied honestly, "No."

He obviously didn't believe him, "Impossible, I understand the old man's personality very well. You promised to report to me honestly, or else I'll go home and capture him right now."

The overbearing voice made Wen Xin a little helpless, but the old man really did not make things difficult for her.

Would it count as having her eat somewhere else? The old man's stomach was not good, she did not want to make Old Master Lu sick, so changing places to eat was not a big deal.

"Mr Lu, I'm fine, I'm really eating right now. Look, Uncle didn't abuse me to not let me eat. And don't think too badly of him. He's your father. "

"…"

He never expected that his concern would be exchanged for her teaching him a lesson, and it just so happened that he didn't get angry.

The smile on Lu Cangyao's face deepened, "Alright, I'll try my best to go home early tonight."

"En, I'm still eating. Goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, when she looked up and saw the old man standing at the door, Wen Xin stood up from her chair in shock, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Old Master Lu narrowed his eyes: "A snitch with Cang'er? "Humph!"

Looking at the elder who turned her head and left, Wen Xin felt helpless.

Housekeeper Luo turned around and looked at her, then followed behind Lu Ang and said softly: "Master, you clearly heard the conversation between her and the Young Master, why … "Uh, sorry, I spoke too much."

Withdrawing his dissatisfied gaze, Old Master Lu snorted, and said to Cang'er before he left: "I'm full, let that girl return to the table to eat, otherwise I'll tell Cang'er that I won't let her be full."

"Yes, master."

After Wen Xin finished eating, she thanked the old man. The Old Master Lu did not bother with her, but said: "Since you are so good at cleaning, today I will clean the entire hall. Do you have any objections?"

"No, that's good."

Seeing her obediently accepting whatever she said, Lu Ang's expression became solemn as he sat on the sofa like a doorman, monitoring her if she was to clean the house.

When Lu Cangyao returned at night, he was completely exhausted. The first floor was too big, and she had been busy from the morning until around 5 PM until now.