C11

Old Master Lu said that as long as he was determined to get this little girl, even if he had to abandon everything in the Lu family, he would support her. Pei Ming believed and believed in this saying. After all, when his grandfather was young, he abandoned the throne of a country for his grandmother, and left home to come to this foreign country where no one knew the language. He started his own life just to spend it with his mother.

But his father, Lu Zhenhua, had a tragic life ahead of him. He couldn't get what he loved when he was young. He didn't care about the old man and his wife's objections when he was young and forcefully married the one he loved. But in the end, when she gave birth to Pei Zi Ming, she took advantage of Lu Zhenhua's relaxed state and escaped from the Lu family, never to appear again.

"Grandfather, if I can't solve the problem of the shares, father would definitely not agree, right? I don't want to contradict him. He's actually a pitiful person. "

Although he knew that his mother was unwilling to marry his father, this was the first time he heard that his mother actually had someone she loved.

"How could this be …" He could not believe what he had heard.

"I'm telling you this right now because I hope that you won't follow in your father's footsteps. If that young lady doesn't sincerely wish for you to follow her lead, then I hope that you won't force her." Old Master Lu taught his grandson sincerely and earnestly.

"Grandfather …"

"I've heard about what happened that night. This little girl clearly didn't do it on her own accord."

"I …" Pei Ming was left speechless.

Granddad turned the wheel of the wheelchair and turned it slightly to the side, revealing a shocking fact. "Actually, your mother was released by me and your grandmother back then."

Since he was a child, he had always missed his mother, so he couldn't bear to see his most beloved grandfather. Puzzled, he looked at his grandfather's profile, his eyes filled with doubt and resentment.

"Your grandmother and I really can't bear to see a lover separated."

Complex emotions filled his heart, he wanted to blame him, but could not find a reason.

If she wasn't his own mother, perhaps he would support his grandparents.

"Sigh... And so did your father, who never took a wife after that became what he is now. " As the old man spoke, he stroked the small nine by his feet and sighed, "Your grandmother left me early because she was worried about your father."

"Could it be that this is a punishment … Is it a punishment? " The Old Master Lu began to talk regretfully, his back facing Lu Yiming started to tremble uncontrollably.

Seeing his grandfather like this, Pei Ming couldn't bear to squat down. He also touched Little Nine's head, and the old dog obediently let out a whimper.

"Grandfather, don't worry, I will definitely not force Guan Youyou. I will also think of a way to help father."

The grandfather didn't deny it, he just stroked Little Jiu's head and began to mutter, "Old woman, you're right. Love is inherited, it's inherited …"

After sending off his grandfather, Pei Zi Ming returned to his room with a heavy heart. Guan Youyou had already gotten off the bed and was fiddling with the decorations in the room, like a curious child, sizing up the palace furniture.

Pei Zi Ming coughed lightly, frightened Guan Youyou so much that he broke the glass artifact in his hands.

"AHH!" Do you walk quietly? " Guan Youyou scolded Lu Yiming, flustered and exasperated.

However, he did not pay any attention to her words. He strode forward, picked her up by the waist and put her on the bed.

"What are you doing, you freak!" Guan Youyou berated him in an unreasonable manner.

However, he still ignored her and tyrannically examined her body. When he found no wounds, he turned around and ordered his servants to clean up the broken glass.

The servants who came to clean took a deep breath in regret. What they had destroyed were expensive antiques, and the Young Master Lu did not react at all. Normally, if it was them, they would not be able to handle it even if they had shattered an ordinary small plate.

Young Mistress was just different. the servant thought.

After a while, Pei came back with a man with a suitcase in his hand.

"Guan Youyou, come here." he said in a commanding tone.

"What are you doing here!" Guan Youyou replied proudly.

"Haircut."

"Ah, crazy, why would I cut my hair?"

"Because I want you to cut it." When he said this, there was an irrefutable tone in his voice, scaring the surrounding people into retreating three feet.

"Nutjob, my hair grows on my head, why would you cut it just like you say?"

Pei Ming did not say anything. The light in his eyes seemed to want to kill someone. The people behind him had long ago been trembling in fear, and only Guan Youyou still dared to talk back to him like this.

Seeing that a storm was about to break out, the servant at the side shut his eyes in fright.

However, no one expected that not only did Young Master Lu not lose his temper, he even heaved a sigh of relief and said with a relatively calm tone of voice: "Put that thing down. You guys can leave first."

Seeing that the people around him had retreated, Guan Youyou felt that something was wrong and hurriedly ran off the bed. She did not even bother to put on her shoes and wanted to run towards the door.

However, how could she escape from the clutches of Pei Ming? He lifted her up and threw her onto the bed.

Then his body pressed down on her, immobilizing her.

There was a flash of cunning in his amber eyes. "Three hours of punishment have not yet been carried out."

"Do you want punishment, or are you going to cut your hair?"

Guan Youyou had experienced a man's tyranny before, so she couldn't help but feel fear in her heart as she hurriedly replied, "I'll cut, I'll cut!"

"Good boy." Pei Ming released the petite woman beneath him, sat up straight and took out the scissors from his toolbox.

Guan Youyou was so scared that she hid under the blanket with only her head peeking out. "You don't want to cut it for me, right? Live well. "

Pei Ming smiled and said, "I just asked the barber to cut it for you. You didn't want it."

"I want it now!"

"Too late."

"Don't!" Before Guan Youyou could react, her body was held down by Pei Ming.

"Don't move, I'm not responsible for poking you." The scissor in his hand was held very carefully as he threatened Guan Youyou with his mouth, as the tip of the blade was pointed at him.

Naturally, Guan Youyou did not notice such a small detail. She only stopped struggling, afraid that she would be the target of Pei Zi Yun's attack.

"But... But if you can't cut it, can't you let the barber cut it? "

"No, I want to cut it myself now."

"Why?"

"No reason. I just want to cut it." He suddenly realized that he did not want any man to even touch a strand of Guan Youyou's hair. However, he would never say it out loud.

"But you can't cut it!"

"There is nothing that I, Pei Min, can't do well." With that, he picked up the scissors in his hand.

She raised her blade, causing her black hair to slide down Guan Youyou's pure white neck, her delicate skin appearing and disappearing under her thin hair, which was extremely alluring. At the moment, he did not regret that he had done it himself. He did not want any man to see the scene in front of him.

After a long time, under the meticulous pruning of Pei Ming, Guan Youyou walked towards the mirror with small steps.

She closed her eyes, afraid to see how badly she had been cut by Pei Ming.

Behind her, Pei Zi Ming tidied up his tools and said without looking up, "If you don't open your eyes, why are you looking in a mirror?"

He clearly didn't look at her, how could he know that she didn't open her eyes? He was a terrifying monster! As Guan Youyou thought this, he slowly opened his eyes. Only then did he realize that he was not facing the mirror at all.

She scratched her head in embarrassment, only to discover that her scalp was tingling with pain.

She moved closer to the mirror, pushed her hair aside, and studied it.

It turned out that his scalp, which his sister had pulled over his hair, was already bruised and bruised. Some parts of his scalp even had traces of blood on them, and his delicate wounds were already beginning to heal.

Seeing this scene, and thinking about how he treated his own sister, Guan Youyou couldn't help but sob once again.

To the side, when Pei Zi Ming saw this, he felt pain in his heart.

He didn't know how to comfort this Idiot, but in the end, he said, "Don't cry."

However, when Guan Youyou heard his emotionless voice, she cried even harder and felt even more heartbroken.

He squatted next to Guan Youyou and held onto the medicine box that he had gotten from who knows where.

"Sit down and apply the medicine."

Guan Youyou turned around. Unknowingly, a small chair had appeared behind her back, and she obediently sat down on it as she looked at Lu Yun Ming with tears in her eyes.

"Keep your head down."

Once again, she obediently lowered her head. She thought to herself, why do I have to listen to this pervert's words, but my body is actually quite obedient.

Pei Ming took out a cotton swab and smeared it with some medicine, carefully smearing it on the wound on Guan Youyou's head.

His movements were so gentle, causing Guan Youyou to feel no pain at all.

She couldn't help but twist his body. This twist of hers didn't matter, and Pei Ming was unable to react at all, as the cotton swab heavily pierced into Guan Youyou's wound. He quickly retracted his hand, but before he could do so, Guan Youyou cried out in pain.

At this moment, looking at the little girl who was in so much pain due to his actions, Pei Ming felt helpless and didn't know what to do. He was like a child who had done something wrong and didn't know what to do.

When Guan Youyou saw that the almighty Great Demon King actually had such a cute side to him, she instantly forgot about the pain on her head. She turned tears into smiles and didn't forget to tease Pei Ming, "Young Master Lu, you're so cute like this."

"Hmm? "Cute?" 'This little girl actually used such a word to describe me. Later, I must show her some colors! ' Pei Ming thought this way, but patiently finished the medicine.

As he was cleaning the medicine box, he couldn't help but think of himself and the cuteness of Guan Youyou's words. Even he felt that it was inconceivable that he would be so gentle to a girl like her, so gentle that she didn't seem like himself.

He turned to look at Guan Youyou, only to see her petite body standing in front of the mirror, sizing her up.

He looked at her.

Because his hair had been cut short, Guan Youyou's long neck was revealed. When she looked at her face, she found that her face looked more attractive than ever under her short bangs.

He was a bit fascinated by what he saw. For some reason, he remembered the words that his grandfather had just said:

"Affections are inherited."