After rebirth, Master Fu’s little ancestor went wild

For some reason, Lu Wansu had some doubts in her heart. She looked at Zhang Qiuhua tentatively: "It's been more than three months and you haven't shown your pregnancy. Is there anything wrong with the baby?"

A flash of panic flashed across Zhang Qiuhua's eyes, and he didn't dare to look at Lu Wansu at all. She grabbed Lu Zhengming's hand and whispered: "Zhengming, I feel a little uncomfortable and want to go back to the room to rest for a while."

Although Lu Zhengming was suspicious and dissatisfied with what Lu Xinrou did, for the sake of the child in Zhang Qiuhua's belly, he could only suppress the matter temporarily.

"Xinrou, help your mother go back to her room to rest." Lu Zhengming turned around and ordered, "Call the doctor."

Lu Xinrou breathed a sigh of relief and quickly helped Zhang Qiuhua upstairs.

Lu Wansu looked at the backs of the mother and daughter and said sarcastically: "Dad, you don't want to protect Lu Xinrou, do you?"

Lu Zhengming snorted: "If you can't make mistakes, how can you cause so many troubles?"

Lu Wansu sneered: "It's my fault that she framed me together?"

Lu Zhengming showed surprise: "Your aunt is pregnant now and can't stand the stimulation. So no matter whose fault it is, this matter ends here."

Although she had already guessed that her father would protect Lu Xinrou, when she heard this, Lu Wansu was still extremely disappointed and sad.

In her father's heart, she was not as good as a mistress and illegitimate daughter who came into the house.

It's ridiculous.

Lu Wansu looked at Lu Zhengming with cold eyes and sneered: "She'd better give you a son!"

Lu Zhengming pretended not to hear the sarcasm in her words and said without comment: "There will be a birthday party for your sister at the Walton Hotel tonight. You must be there."

Lu Wansu knew that this was what Zhang Qiuhua meant.

Although Lu Xinrou couldn't be justified in recognizing her as her ancestor, she still had to let people know that there was a second young lady in the Lu family.

So Zhang Qiuhua used her pregnancy to coax her father into formally introducing Lu Xinrou's identity at tonight's birthday party.

Thinking of what was about to happen at the birthday party, a cold light flashed in Lu Wansu's eyes: "Okay, I'll go."

Lu Zhengming was a little surprised and swallowed what he wanted to say. In the end, he said nothing and turned to go upstairs to see Zhang Qiuhua.

Lu Wansu returned to the car and called Fu Hanzhou.

"What's the matter?" the man asked coldly.

"Husband, dad said he would hold a birthday party for Lu Xinrou at Walton tonight, you-"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Hanzhou interrupted him coldly: "No time."

Lu Wansu was startled, and just as he was about to speak, the phone on the other end was hung up.

She looked at the phone with a black screen and sighed.

While thinking about how to coax Fu Hanzhou, he drove to the hospital.

She didn't have much time and had to prepare before the banquet.

[-] p.m., Wharton Hotel Ballroom.

Lu Xinrou took Lu Zhengming's arm and followed him obediently, chatting and toasting with the guests.

"Mr. Lu, is this Miss Wan Su? She is so beautiful." Mr. Shen from Shengchuang looked at Lu Xinrou and smiled lightly.

The smile on Lu Xinrou's face suddenly froze, and a trace of annoyance flashed in her eyes. But soon, she concealed her displeasure and smiled softly: "Mr. Shen misunderstood. I am my father's little daughter. My name is Lu Xinrou."

"It turns out to be the second young lady of the Lu family. I'm sorry." Mr. Shen's eyes suddenly turned a little playful, and Lu Xinrou's expression showed a hint of disdain.

Everyone knows what goes on in the upper class. No matter what, the mistress's daughter is not as good as the main wife, and she can't be brought to the stage even if she is brought out.

Lu Xinrou gritted her teeth bitterly, but could only maintain a decent smile. She finally persuaded Lu Zhengming to hold a birthday party for her and formally introduce her. She must not ruin it because of such a trivial matter.

She glanced at the time on the big clock and reminded: "Dad, it's getting late. The guests are all here. Is it time to have a banquet?"

Lu Zhengming lowered his head and looked at the time on his watch, and nodded with a bad expression.

He really shouldn't have any expectations for this eldest daughter. He promised well in the morning, but now there is no trace of her.

Lu Zhengming brought Lu Xinrou onto the stage, and Zhang Qiuhua followed naturally and stood on Lu Xinrou's right side.

"Thank you all for coming to the birthday party I held for my little daughter Xinrou..."

The door of the banquet hall was opened at this moment, and Lu Zhengming's voice stopped.

"It seems that I'm late." A lazy and smiling voice came from the door of the banquet hall.

Everyone followed the sound, and their breath suddenly suffocated.

That is a face that is so beautiful that it confuses all living beings.

Her skin is as white as snow, and her eyebrows are picturesque. Under the thick and curled eyelashes, her eyes are like amber gems, shining with shining light, and they are so cold that they cannot be looked into.

The green French fishtail skirt made her slender and tall. Her long, thick and fluffy curly hair draped over her shoulders. She was pure and full of charm, making her unforgettable.

In an instant, the banquet hall was quiet except for the sound of breathing.

Everyone's eyes were attracted to Lu Wansu.

Lu Wansu raised his eyes slightly, his cold and arrogant eyes fell on Lu Xinrou's twisted and white face, and he raised his lips provocatively.

Mr. Shen took a sip of red wine with a smile in his eyes. Sure enough, a shady person will never be as good as a real lady.

Lu Wansu walked into the banquet hall calmly, picked up a glass of red wine and walked towards the stage.

Lu Xinrou looked at her cold eyes, and suddenly felt a sense of fear in her heart, and subconsciously grabbed Zhang Qiuhua's hand.

Lu Wansu was a little over 1.7 meters tall. Standing in front of Lu Xinrou, he felt extremely oppressive. She leaned forward slightly, approached Lu Xinrou, and said in a mocking tone, "Are you afraid?"

"Sister, you're here." Lu Xinrou stared at her defensively.

Lu Zhengming's face darkened, he glanced at Lu Wansu warningly, and reminded in a low voice: "With so many people watching, don't act nonsense."

A flash of sarcasm flashed across Lu Wansu's eyes, he raised his glass to Lu Xinrou and said word by word: "Happy birthday to you, 'sister'!"

After saying that, she drank the red wine in one gulp and then looked at Lu Xinrou.

A trace of hatred flashed in Lu Xinrou's eyes, and she waved to the waiter.

When the waiter handed her the wine, Lu Xinrou deliberately slipped her hand and the red wine spilled onto Zhang Qiuhua next to her.

"Ah." Lu Xinrou exhaled softly, her face suddenly turned white, and she quickly bent down to wipe Zhang Qiuhua.

Zhang Qiuhua wore an off-white evening dress today. The wine stains had melted into the clothes and were impossible to wipe off. They would only get dirtier and dirtier.

Lu Wansu looked at the mother and daughter coldly. She had fallen for such a clumsy trick in her previous life.

Lu Zhengming looked unhappy, and the looks around him made him even more dissatisfied with Lu Xinrou, "Stop wiping, go change clothes and come back."

Lu Xinrou looked hesitant, and Lu Zhengming suddenly remembered that this was Lu Xinrou's first time here and she might not be familiar with the environment, so he said to Lu Wansu, "Wansu, take your aunt up to change into a dress."

Lu Wansu curled his lips and came.

Her unexplained gaze passed over Lu Xinrou's face and landed on Zhang Qiuhua: "Follow me."