Once addicted to thinking, Mrs. Lu married

"Yes, it's a pity, I can never see them again when they were young." As if there was some pain that would stay on her body forever, Nancy smiled wryly.

The hand that Lu Bojin was about to raise froze for a moment, not knowing what to say, and he said after a long time, "No matter what, you will always be their mother, and you will watch them grow up day by day."

"Ha ha."

Nancy smiled, turned around and picked up Angel's changed clothes and went to the bathroom to wash them. Ever since Gu Yuan allowed her to look after the children, as long as she could do everything, she would do it herself.

Lu Bojin also walked over, casually leaning against the door, watching the small clothes rolling between Nancy's green fingers, unexpectedly feeling indescribably comfortable.

"I heard that you are now Si's dance director." He didn't know if it would be awkward to ask like this, but he felt a little embarrassed when he stood silent, so he asked for something.

Nancy kneaded her clothes lightly, nodded, and replied, "I don't know anything except dancing, and I'm just studying now. As for the director, it's not for the sake of the young master."

"But you seem to be very popular. Several famous directors and screenwriters have praised you in public. It seems that Si Chen cares about you."

He also thought about how to restore Nancy's reputation, but he didn't expect to borrow someone else in the end, which made Lu Bojin somewhat regretful.

Nancy said indifferently, "I like my current job very much. Although it's all behind the scenes, it makes me feel at ease, but my uncle doesn't give up and insists on justifying my name."

What is reputation? Everyone talks about it a lot. Since this reputation is given by others, when something happens, others can take it back, so it's better to be yourself.

Lu Bojin watched Nancy put the washed clothes into another basin, and hurried over to help her throw out the used water, when their hands unexpectedly touched each other.

"Let me come."

Nan Xi took the basin away without even thinking about it. Lu Baijin was delicate and precious, and she had done such things there, unlike her, after this period of time, she was no longer the Mu Nanxi who only knew how to dance.

Lu Bojin stood there in embarrassment, and asked after a long time, "Are you blaming me?"

"It's your fault?" Nancy turned her head and smiled, "What's your fault?" Maybe she was also blamed, but the matter is over, and now she feels very happy.

Lu Bojin slowly raised his eyes and looked at Nancy. Pain, entanglement, helplessness, loss, so many complicated emotions came out all at once, which made Nancy feel a little uncomfortable.

"Do you have something to tell me?"

Nancy put down the work she was doing, and turned around to lean against the sink. In her memory, no matter what happened, Lu Bojin had never been as flustered as she is today... flustered, yes, flustered, like a ship without direction, drifting On the desolate sea, I don't know where to go.

"Du Ruishuo is your grandfather, right?" Lu Bojin finally said.

Nancy frowned slightly. Aunt Lan had slipped her tongue when she said it, but she told her after returning home. It seems that there are really no impenetrable walls in this world.

"That's right, but my grandma has gone through the formalities with him." She especially emphasized that, after all, she still hated the position of mistress very much from the bottom of her heart.

Lu Bojin naturally knew about it, but today he wasn't talking about this matter, "I looked through my father's diary after I found out, and part of it was artificially destroyed."

Journal?

Nancy suddenly realized what he wanted to say. Could it be that so many things that happened in the Lu family were also related to her background, otherwise how could Lu Bojin say that.