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Lu Jinghao sighed silently and asked: "Are you with that Mu Wenshu again?"

Lu Qingli was startled, and after pondering for a long while, she slowly opened her mouth and said: "No. He was kind to me, but so many years had passed between us that time had drawn us apart. He was great, perfect, worthy of a better woman by his side... Having a better life. "I only have Bob, that's enough …"

These words from Lu Qingli sounded a bit sad and guilty. She could see Mu Wenshu's intentions, but because of that, she didn't want to hurt him even more.

She was afraid, she was too weak, she couldn't help but want to shrink back in front of her life.

All her courage had been tormented by this marriage. Her love with Mu Wenshu could only last for an unknown amount of time before her marriage became a blissful one.

She was afraid, afraid that time would change the appearance of their first love, afraid that the lover they were once willing to die with would ultimately turn into an enemy they could not tolerate, even if they met strangers they would each turn and leave. Such a scene, just thinking about it made Lu Qingli feel terrified.

"Sigh." Lu Jinghao sighed, from yesterday to now, he thought about many things, and realized that he actually couldn't say what his daughter liked to eat or do.

Was he really too tyrannical? He forcefully imposed what he thought was the best onto his daughters.

However, he ignored the question. He liked to eat celery and thought that celery was the most delicious dish in the world, but he didn't consider whether Lu Qingli could accept the taste of the celery and whether she would like it.

After pondering for a long time, Lu Jinghao lightly patted Lu Qingli's head. His voice was filled with exhaustion, "It's good as long as you feel better … I don't care! "

Lu Jinghao stood up and was about to leave, but just as he turned around, he was grabbed by Lu Qingli.

Lu Qingli choked with sobs: "Dad, thank you, really, thank you!"

Lu Jinghao gently pulled her hand away, "We are family, thanks for what you have to say. Xi Muyao, Dad will not let him get away easily. "

Lu Jinghao's voice was very soft and soft, but Lu Qingli knew just how angry she was towards Xi Muyao. She used to treat her as if he were a treasure and even unconsciously leaned towards Xi Muyao, thinking that Lu Qingli was just a little temper of hers. Whether it was her face or her feelings, or her interests, they all stabbed at Lu Jinghao's weak point, touching his bottom line. Lu Jinghao would not easily let Xi Muyao off, if he wanted to make someone lose their reputation, it would be as easy as turning his hand, and even if it was Xi Muyao, it would only require a bit more effort.

"Dad!" Lu Qingli once again quickly grabbed onto the hem of Lu Jinghao's clothes before she could even take a step. Lu Qingli pursed her lips and pleaded softly, "Forget it, forget it. We won't see him again. Don't hurt him. After all, one day husband and wife is a hundred days of grace. "

After saying that, Lu Qingli loosened her hand that was holding onto Lu Jinghao's clothes, and stopped what she was about to say.

Lu Jinghao had his back facing Lu Qingli and his tall, slender figure stood straight. After a while, he did not say a word and walked towards the door.

A second before Lu Jinghao left, Lu Qingli lightly threw down a sentence. "Xi Muyao is the biological father of Bob, I lied to you."

The veins on the back of Lu Jinghao's hand bulged. He paused for a moment, then sighed heavily and left.

Nanny Liu was standing at the stairs, seeing Lu Jinghao coming out, she asked: Master, what do you want to eat? We'll do it right away. "

Lu Jinghao was helpless but also a little agitated, he waved his hands like he was swatting flies, "If you don't want to eat, I'll go back to my study. Don't bother me! "

Nanny Liu looked at Lu Jinghao's leaving figure with suspicion, and muttered to herself: "What's going on? Didn't she hear the commotion inside? It's not been a long time, why is the old man behaving in such a manner? "

Xi Muyao had disappeared from Lu Qingli's life, at least in Lu Qingli's eyes.

Lu Qingli led a life of almost not stepping out the door. After greeting Lu Jinghao, she brought Bob to stay at Fu Huiya's place.

Soon, it would be New Year's Eve tomorrow.

As there were a lot of things to do this year, Lu Qingli felt that the New Year had arrived especially quickly.

He said he was in a hurry, but when he truly prepared, he didn't feel like there was anything special he needed to prepare.

Lu Qingli walked in from the outside with a cold aura, she had just taken off her gloves, when Lu Qinghuan ran over with her slippers, next to her, smiling obsequiously as she helped Lu Qingli to pick up the scarf, "Sis, where did you play? Is it cold outside? "

Lu Qingli shot a glance at her, and hung her scarf on the hook, "Speak, what do you have to request of me now?"

Qinghuan laughed and patted Lu Qingli's shoulder, "Sis, from the looks of it, you are my Sis, why aren't you treating me well? "Quickly take off these clothes, let out a whizz of cold air and you can even produce Yan'Er!"

Lu Qingli tugged on her sleeves and walked into the living room, "Alright, alright! It's rare for you to be so attentive, you treat me so well! "Thank you!"

Seeing that she was about to leave, Lu Qinghuan immediately grabbed Lu Qingli and laughed: "Sis, I have some questions to ask you."

Lu Qingli chuckled and stopped in her tracks. She turned around and looked at Lu Qinghuan: "Go ahead! I knew you wouldn't be so unbusy. "

Lu Qinghuan looked like a thief as she dragged Lu Qingli back to the profound entrance and whispered, "Sis, where do you think we should spend the New Year this year?"

Lu Qingli frowned, Lu Qinghuan was practically using her own voice to speak, how could she hear him clearly?

Lu Qingli raised her voice slightly, "Can you say it louder, like a thief!"

Lu Qinghuan held onto Lu Qingli's shoulder, and looked towards the living room, "Can you shout even louder! Tell them all to hear it, why am I still dragging you here! "

Lu Qingli did a zipping motion and nodded, signalling Qinghuan to continue.

Qinghuan whispered: "Sis, where should we spend this New Year's Eve, should we stay or go back to the Lu Family?"

Qingli was startled, she had not considered this question. Lu Qingli subconsciously looked towards the living room. Fu Huiya was lying on the sofa, watching a documentary with Jian Yang.

Qingli shook her head, feeling troubled, "We always celebrate New Year at the old mansion. Usually, we don't have to consider this problem. However, now, with mother here, after all these years by herself, one must hope that one family can be reunited with joy, joy, and liveliness over the new year. "

Qinghuan continued: "If we were to celebrate the new year here, Dad would only have him and Qingge left!"

Qingli nodded her head in silence, after a long while, she patted Lu Qinghuan's shoulders and said, "If only we could celebrate New Year together, then that would be great."

Qinghuan pouted and shook her head: "Sis, I don't think this matter is accurate, your idea will not work! How many years has it been since our parents have had anything to do with each other! "

Qingli glanced at her, and then pinched her arm, looking at the strength, she only grabbed onto her clothes, "Your mouth! "If I don't give it a try, how will I know if it's impossible?"

Qinghuan tugged her hand, and muttered: "Then go and try, I won't be looked down upon like this."

Qingli nodded, and said helplessly: "I'll go, then I'll go. Don't mention this matter for now, let's talk after I've decided on how to speak."

Qinghuan nodded and pulled Lu Qingli's arm to the living room.

Fu Huiya turned her head and laughed: "What are you two sisters whispering? "I haven't come here for so long."

Qinghuan mischievously rolled her eyes, "You and Jian Yang are watching TV so happily, you still have the time to watch us? Do you know what's on TV? "

Fu Huiya pointed to the television screen, "Analyzing the pictures I put on! I still prefer the "Wind and Rain Returning Ship Painting" that I wear, the traditional calligraphy that I wear is very good, I have inherited the Southern Song Dynasty's ink and water style, my creation is not restricted by the tradition, I have my own style, I use a strong brush, the ink and water is flowing freely, my skills are crisscrossing, my style is strong and tall, my style is vigorous and vigorous. "

Qinghuan had a skipping personality. Seeing that Fu Huiya was talking nonstop, she picked up a few cars and threw them into her mouth, then sat down on the sofa, "Is she that goldsmith? The one that's good at making jewelry? "

Jian Yang laughed helplessly, "Do you only remember that he was initially a goldsilver jeweller?"

Jian Yang was a classical student, so he naturally had a little more research on these. Qinghuan liked staying with him, so he often asked Jian Yang to tell her about the things he read. That was when Dai Jin talked about the "Zhejiang School painting".

Qinghuan sucked on the juice of the car and nodded, "That's right! That's what impressed me the most. He should have made more jewelry and kept it until now as an antique! Isn't it easy to break it? That painting is made out of paper and with a casual tug, it will rot. It's not easy to save! "

Jian Yang laughed silently, pretending to focus on watching the TV.

Fu Huiya laughed and picked up a grapefruit, "You! "He's really unorthodox!"

Qinghuan stuck out her tongue, took an orange and peeling it off, then casually asked: "Sis, I heard that Mu Wenshu was celebrating the new year by himself?"

Lu Qingli was startled, she hesitated for a moment, then nodded her head and subconsciously asked: "What's wrong?"

Qinghuan took a few pieces of paper and spat out the few car cores in her mouth into the paper. After wrapping it up, she waved her hand, and the ball of paper, which was wrapped around the fruit, flew in a perfect arc and landed in the trash can. Why don't we invite him to spend the New Year with us, big sis? It's the new year, how lonely is he? Besides, they've helped you a lot. "

Qingli felt slightly awkward, and even her tone became unnatural. The unease in her heart slowly rose, "Mu Wenshu, he … He may have other plans. "

Qinghuan scoffed, "Sis, it's the new year, so you should be taking New Year's leave everywhere. He's a lawyer and is a lawyer, who wouldn't be at home preparing for the new year? Rest quickly! "

Qingli's face was slightly red, this kind of direct attack from Qinghuan was something she could not withstand.

Qinghuan sat up on the sofa, wiped her hands with a piece of paper and took her phone from the tea table. She snuggled back into the sofa and started making calls, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Qingli asked nervously in a small voice: "Who are you calling?"

Lu Qinghuan frowned, and waved her hand, signalling for Lu Qingli to shut up: "At home? How boring? Just you alone! "

Mu Wenshu chuckled, "You're the one who secretly made the call, right? Your sister doesn't know. "