There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

Although Lu Xue just stood there and watched the child being carried away indifferently, even though the child and the man had left his sight, she still didn't move, just stood there, watching them leave direction.

Uncle Ji stood there with Lu Xue all the time, and even later he was a little worried about whether Lu Xue's body could hold on, so Lu Xue moved his legs mechanically, and then fell down on the sofa next to him superior.

Uncle Ji was taken aback, and then he heard Lu Xue muttering to himself.

"The blood-related and the non-blood-related have left, both have left."

Uncle Ji immediately interjected: "Miss Lu Xue, what are you talking about? Didn't my wife already say that you are my wife's unrelated blood sister? My wife cares about you. You must not Think so."

Lu Xue was reminded by Uncle Ji, and only then did she realize her slip of the tongue, she immediately closed her mouth, and then, like a small animal that made a mistake, she looked to the left and to the right, for fear that Zhen Jiabao would Where did he hear what he said just now?

"Miss, don't worry, Madam has something to go out today, so I specially asked me to persuade you to open some at any time, and I will never tell our Madam what you said just now."

Lu Xue breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at Uncle Ji's wise face, suddenly hesitant and ready to move.

"Uncle Ji, if you have nothing to do now, can you talk to me?"

Lu Xue was afraid to trouble Uncle Ji, but seeing that Uncle Ji was by her side for such a long time today, and Zhen Jiabao had asked Uncle Ji to comfort her at any time, so it shouldn't be a big deal to delay Uncle Ji for some time.

Uncle Ji was naturally responsive, except that he didn't sit beside her as Lu Xue expected, and he acted like a listener and comforter.

Lu Xue was always surprised by her indifference in the past few days, and she was also afraid that telling this matter to random people would make Zhen Jiabao and He Lianquan dislike her.

And Uncle Ji was obviously very strict. Even if He Lianquan and Zhen Jiabao hired Uncle Ji, but if Lu Xue begged Uncle Ji not to tell the two of them about it, Uncle Ji would not have said it.

"Uncle Ji, do you think I am selfish? The person who passed away was my father, but I left everything to you to deal with, and I stayed in the villa every day and was tortured by others." Keep it up, the money in my hand is left to me by Lu Chengrong, but I don't want to spend more time for his death."

Although Uncle Ji couldn't fully understand Lu Xue's current self-loathing, he could more or less get a glimpse of the little girl's current expression, so Uncle Ji shook his head.

"That's not the case. The reason why Ms. Lu Xue subconsciously pushes things to me, and often has thoughts and behaviors that make Ms. Lu feel indifferent, is probably because Ms. Lu Xue doesn't want to face Lu Chengrong. Mr. died."

Uncle Ji told Lu Xue the pain in her heart straight to the point, which made Lu Xue's eyes moist again in an instant, but the tears could not fall.

"But I... I am obviously Lu Chengrong's only relative, how can I be so cowardly."

Lu Xue's eyes flickered, her voice was full of negation of herself, and she didn't quite trust what Uncle Ji said just now.

When Lu Xue talked about Lu Chengrong, he still called out his full name. Even though Lu Chengrong had passed away, in Lu Xue's heart, he still couldn't offset the mistakes he had made.

But it was precisely because of this reason that even if Lu Chengrong did too much to Lu Xue, even if Lu Xue hated Lu Chengrong so much in his heart, Lu Chengrong was still Lu Xue's father after all.

As a daughter, how could she be really indifferent to her father's death?Lu Xue often asks herself.

Uncle Ji sighed deeply and sadly. From Uncle Ji's point of view, Lu Xue has just drawn a circle for herself and imprisoned herself in it, not allowing others to enter to disturb her resentment towards herself. Not willing to listen carefully to other people's comfort.

This is a very dangerous tendency. Strong self-talk may have serious consequences in the end. Uncle Ji immediately raised his vigilance!
"But Miss Lu Xue, when you address Mr. Lu Chengrong now, you still call him by his full name, so now in your heart, who is Mr. Lu Chengrong?"

Uncle Ji's words pierced directly into Lu Xue's heart, she raised her head hesitantly, not understanding what Uncle Ji's words meant.

Lu Chengrong is Lu Chengrong, who else can he be.

The reason why Lu Xue would say his full name every time he mentioned Lu Chengrong was actually just a subconscious expression of emotion, which meant that Lu Chengrong mostly represented a symbol in Lu Xue's heart, that is, Lu Chengrong. A safe haven for Snow himself.

And now Lu Chengrong, who represented his father's safe harbor, has also fallen, but Lu Xue's impression of Lu Chengrong himself in Lu Xue's heart is not as glorious as the symbol of safe harbor.

If the image of father was a symbol for Lu Xue to protect herself, then the appearance of Lu Chengrong in Lu Xue's life brought her nothing but pain.

The interweaving of these emotions expresses Lu Xue's entanglement. If Lu Xue were to call Lu Chengrong affectionately, "Father", I'm afraid she would not be willing at all.

The collapse of the symbol 'father' in her heart was what made Lu Xue most sad.

Therefore, Lu Xue may not be able to accept Lu Chengrong's departure for a long time, especially when her mother has not been there for a long time, a baby bird that is still waiting to be fed loses its parents one after another, which is almost a fatal pain .

"He's my father, but I hate him for being my father."

After thinking for a long time, Lu Xue lowered her head, then picked the nail of her right index finger with her hand, and began to tear it entangled.

"So Ms. Lu Xue doesn't have to feel guilty because of the decision she made subconsciously. All she needs to do is follow her own heart."

Uncle Ji nodded to Lu Xue in a gentle manner, and then stood beside her again, like a silent watchman.

The TV was not turned on in the living room, so when Wang Guo and Uncle Ji quieted down, there was almost no sound at all.

Little Lucky is now sleeping in the cradle. This child's need for sleep is too great. Almost half of the day is spent sleeping, and the other half is evenly distributed for playing and eating. .

In comparison, compared to Lu Chengrong's so-called youngest son who was just taken away by the man who suddenly appeared, Lu Xue felt that she liked Little Lucky more.

Ever since Lu Chengrong, the youngest son, was taken to the Xishan Villa by He Lianquan, he has been extremely arrogant. It was obvious that he was picked up and raised by someone out of kindness, but he almost regarded himself as the owner of the Xishan Villa.

He is obviously a child of a certain age, but he still has to be hugged every day, and he must get what he wants, otherwise it will be very annoying.

In comparison, Little Lucky is really too well-behaved, Lu Xue thought silently in her heart, this is all because Lu Chengrong and Liu Yuwen were too spoiled before.

"That's why I felt happy just now when I saw that child being taken away. It's definitely not because I was jealous that that child had a higher status in Lu Chengrong's heart than me, no."

Sitting on the sofa, Lu Xue shook her head suddenly, then raised her hands, buried her face in them, and sat on the sofa for an entire afternoon in distress.

Zhen Jiabao went out for almost half a day today, and when he came back, he brought a group of people with him, and asked Uncle Ji to prepare a lot of snacks and refreshments in advance.

When Zhen Jiabao came back with someone, it was the time when Lu Xue's school was over. At this time, Lu Xue was still sitting in the living room thinking wildly, but suddenly heard a crisp voice coming from her ear.

It was like when Lu Xue was still studying in school, when she heard the voice of a good friend, she turned her back to the door of the villa and blinked, thinking that she had heard it wrong.

After all, the living room of Xishan Villa is a bit too spacious. Even though it is not lacking in popularity, it is still a little quiet when the TV is not on.

It seems that I am about to hallucinate?Lu Xue even picked out her own ears, and heard a few more strange sounds.

Zhen Jiabao's voice rang out along with the sound of the villa's door opening.

"Xiaoxue, what are you doing?"

When Uncle Ji quietly went out to greet Zhen Jiabao, he had already said that Lu Xue was in a daze in the living room, that's why Zhen Jiabao had this question.

"Yes, Xiaoxue, we haven't seen you for a long time, let alone chat and play with you."

"Yeah, yeah, we've all heard about what happened in your family, and we're all worried about you!"

It turned out that Zhen Jiabao went to Lu Xue's school, and found a few girls who usually had a good relationship with Lu Xue, and came to Xishan Villa as guests.

At that time, Zhen Jiabao told these good friends of Lu Xue that Lu Xue had just lost her mother and father, so she was in a very low mood. I hope all my friends can help Lu Xue regain her confidence and vitality.

So these friends have been dragging the little girl to talk about things since they met Lu Xue. Although Lu Xue couldn't handle it, the messy thoughts in their hearts were really reduced a lot.

After all, it was enough to be nerve-wracking to deal with his classmates.

Lu Xue sneaked a glance at Zhen Jiabao when their conversation came to an end. Zhen Jiabao was stealing tea from a small dish on the coffee table at this moment, and Lu Xue happened to catch her eye.

There is a glass wall behind Zhen Jiabao, and behind that glass wall is a piece of warm sunshine. The sunlight that shines through the glass curtain wall is not glaring or hot, but rather gentle.

Zhen Jiabao was bathed in such warm sunshine, which reminded Lu Xue of the painting she drew with Zhen Jiabao as the model that day. Compared with now, her mood at that time was much better, and she didn't have any troubles now.

But having said that, Lu Xue suddenly remembered that when she was painting for Zhen Jiabao, she had silently decided in her heart not to care about Lu Chengrong from now on, but why did she still react like this when Lu Chengrong passed away? Strong?