Lu Shaoxin's sharp treasure: Ma'am, good night!

The two exchanged contact information, and the car started.

Because he didn't want Lu Zong to know what he had done today, Mo Qi only sent Ji Yang to the foot of the villa area, and he left conveniently.

Mo Qi thought to herself, I believe that after this incident, father should not try to make Lu Zong's idea again.

What she didn't know was that she was being followed recently.

So what she did was passed on to the ears of a distinguished middle-aged man.

He lowered his eyes, looking at Mo Qi and Ji Yang in the photo, his eyes were thoughtful.

Lu Huaisheng's secretary, Han Jun, said: "Ms. Mo's father doesn't like her. He wanted to marry her to the boss of Hongsheng Group, a man who could be her father. Later, the second young master intervened, and the matter went smoothly. success."

"Ah Zong likes her very much?"

Han Jun was silent for a few seconds, as if he was looking for a suitable wording, but in the end he could only answer: "I like it very much."

For so many years, Lu Huaisheng has never been forgiven by his son.

The other party hated him and blamed him, so he didn't want to go back to the Lu family. Instead, Lu Huaisheng missed him, so he took a look from a distance in the dark.

He knows the character of his youngest son, he has a clear distinction between likes and dislikes, and once he gives affection, it is difficult to take it back.

It seems that he really likes Miss Mo San.

only--

Mo Qi's family background is not a little bit different from that of the Lu family.Even if Lu Huaisheng allowed his youngest son to marry someone he likes out of selfishness, his grandfather's trial would not be easy.

Han Jun: "Miss Mo San is actually quite smart, but her heart is not hard enough. She has experienced many twists and turns to be able to be with the second young master."

"It seems that you are quite optimistic about this Mo Qi?"

Han Jun smiled: "Don't look at the second young master as unruly, but he has always been careful and thoughtful. I believe that the girl he likes should not be bad. It's the old man..."

He went to think about it with himself, Lu Huaisheng frowned, and slowly put down the photo in his hand: "Don't let him know, and the matter of Sun Cheng's return, try to hide it as much as possible."

Although it may not be possible to hide much time with the old man's way of making connections, but there is only so much Lu Huaisheng can do for his youngest son.

After a long silence, Lu Huaisheng said, "If Lu Xun comes back, let him come and find me."

Han Jun nodded: "Yes, Mr. Lu."

Hearing that his father was looking for him, after work, Lu Xun entered the study of the middle-aged man, and called out respectfully, "Father."

Different from Lu Zong's casual nature, Lu Xun has always been calm and restrained at home, courteous, humble and docile to his elders.

So he is very much loved by Mr. Lu. On the other hand, Lu Bingyin treats Lu Zong as if he doesn't have such a grandson.

Seeing him coming, Lu Huaisheng just raised his head and said, "Sit down, I have something to ask you."

There was a strange flash in Lu Xun's eyes, and he quickly lowered his eyes, and sat on the sofa as if nothing had happened: "Dad, I have something to ask."

"Have you contacted Ah Zong recently?"

"We had dinner together a while ago."

Lu Huaisheng was stunned by this answer, and an incredulous expression appeared on his usually steady face: "Ah Zong is eating with you? Alone?"

As for Mo Qi's matter, he didn't know if his father was clear about it, so Lu Xun was ambiguous: "There is another person, father doesn't know."

Hearing this, Lu Huaisheng seemed to understand something, and the surprise in his eyes disappeared.He just casually said, "Ah Zong hasn't been home for a long time."

"Did Dad miss him? I can contact Ah Zong and ask him to go home."

There was a little more smile in the middle-aged man's voice: "Can he listen to you?"

Lu Huaisheng knew the relationship between the two brothers from childhood to adulthood.It was only when Lu Xun said that he had dinner with Lu Zong a while ago that he was so surprised.

It's been a long time since his father spoke to him in this tone. Lu Xun rolled his throat and said, "I'll try my best."

Lu Huaisheng finally smiled at him: "Okay, there's nothing else to do, you can go eat."

"It's Dad, then I'll go out first."

The door of the study room was gently closed, and Lu Xun's expression, which had always been well controlled, was finally a little loose.

No one knew how much he longed for Lu Huaisheng's attention and affirmation.

But he also knew that his father didn't love his mother, and he didn't even like himself very much.

So when Lu Xun was a child, he lied to Lu Zong because of jealousy, which caused him to hold a grudge for more than ten years, and he still refuses to forgive himself.

After growing up, Lu Xun thought about many things.

What's more, compared to him, Lu Zong doesn't even have a biological mother, so what is there to be jealous of him?
After solving his father's matter, Mo Qi was serious about painting for the next few days.

She had been procrastinating for a long time, and now that she was holding the pen more steadily, she couldn't wait to paint.

Seeing her fighting so hard, Han Jiahui stretched out her hand and yawned.

I was taken for a ride by Ji Heng last night, and I came home very late, sleepy.

"Qi, haste makes waste, you should rest for a while, your hands just happen to be so desperate..."

Looking at the girl who was yawning while talking, Mo Qi smiled: "Don't worry, I cherish my hand more than you. If you are tired, go back to the dormitory and sleep for a while, you don't have to stay here with me."

Just as he said that, two figures walked in from the door of the studio.

Just as Han Jiahui was about to speak out, she saw one of them put her finger on her lips and made a silent gesture.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she winked at Mi Lai who was beside the boy. Even an idiot could tell that her cousin liked Mo Qi.

But her family, Qiqi, has an owner!
Ever since Ji Yang helped Mo Qi, he would find reasons to come to Emperor Cang from time to time, under the pretense of seeing his cousin, but in fact he always came for Mo Qi.

Others don't know it, but Han Jiahui and Mi Lai know it very well.

But he is his cousin, and he usually has a good relationship. When he asked to come and see Mo Qi's paintings, Mi Lai couldn't help but refuse directly.

So the three people in the studio were all sitting, and when Mo Qi finished drawing a forest path, he realized that there were two more people in the room.

She looked at Ji Yang in surprise: "Why are you here?"

"I've always wanted to see you draw in public, so I came here. It's really beautiful. You are a natural painter."

This evaluation is too high, Mo Qi shook her head: "I still have a long way to go to become a painter."

Ji Yang suddenly said: "It's past seven o'clock, shall I treat you to dinner?"

Mo Qi: "Go and eat, I will go buy paint later, so I won't go with you."

"Are you going to buy paint? I happen to be out of paint, or should we go?"

Han Jiahui, who was waiting for someone to treat her to dinner: "..."

She couldn't help but rolled her eyes, should this kid be so obvious?
She couldn't help but want to tell Ji Heng, let him notify Lu Zong, because she was in a bad mood.

Knowing that he would also like to buy paint, Mo Qi was stunned for a while, and then heard him say: "There are many kinds of paint, right? I actually don't know what kind to buy, sister Mo Qi can teach me?"

Mi Lai put her hand on her forehead, and said she had no choice for this cousin.