Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

Lu Junyan came over, stretched out his big hand, and rubbed her head, "You don't have to worry about this at all. He is a child of the Lu family and my nephew. How could I treat him badly?"

An Qi sighed in her heart. Lu Junyan was naturally cold-blooded and could not get along with Little Pinecone like Lu Haochen did. It would probably not be easy for him to accept him and recognize him as his biological father.

If the truth is told to him directly, with his domineering character, he will definitely snatch the child away from Lu Haochen. By then, the relationship between father and son will probably fall to the freezing point. Maybe Xiao Songguo will hate him in his heart, and it will be difficult for him for the rest of his life. Got along in harmony.

"I just hope you and Little Pinecone can get along like father and son."

In Lu Junyan's view, her demands were a bit too high. The boy had always been hostile to him and it was impossible to treat him as his father.

"The father-son relationship between him and Lu Haochen is irreplaceable."

An Qi complained that this was not a good thing for him, his biological father.

"Little Pinecone is just a child. If you are good to him, he will be good to you. I will go back to work first."

Maybe the bond between father and son is really shallow, otherwise the child wouldn't have been taken away as soon as he was born and become a stranger to his biological father.

On Monday, Lu Ruofeng returned from abroad.

An Qi and Chen Huan arranged a family dinner together.

Lu Ruofeng was tall and thin, with delicate and handsome features, but his face was a bit pale and he seemed to be in poor health.

He was wearing a turtleneck sweater and a long-sleeved jacket, wrapping himself tightly, as if he was afraid of the cold.

Behind him is a beautiful woman named Ali, who is his personal assistant and is responsible for taking care of his daily life. After all, he has memory impairment and is often forgetful, so he needs someone to remember things for her.

Lu Zhenye and Lu Junyan came over.

Lu Zhenye patted his shoulder and said, "Second brother, you haven't been back for so long. I almost forgot what you look like."

He has lived in a foreign country for a long time, and his memory of him is still in his teenage years.

Lu Ruofeng scratched his head and looked at him with some strangeness, "Are you... the eldest brother?"

"Yes, I'm the eldest brother." Lu Zhenye smiled, pointed at the man next to him and said, "This is Junyan. The third brother has gone to the North Pole and won't be back for a few days."

Lu Ruofeng smiled and said: "I didn't expect Junyan to be so old. My memory is not very good, and I don't recognize anyone in the family anymore."

"It doesn't matter, I'll introduce it to you and take you to say hello to the aunt first." Lu Zhenye said with a smile.

The old lady sat on the sofa, took Lu Ruofeng's hand, and asked him to sit next to her, "Second brother, why are you so thin? Let the servant make you a personal ginseng chicken soup later to make up for it."

"Thank you, aunt." Lu Ruofeng rubbed his hands, looking a little restrained. After all, he lived abroad most of the time and was not familiar with the people at home.

"Just stay for a while when you come back this time. You can stay in Dragon City if you want. I'll send someone to pick up your mother and let her spend her remaining years in Dragon City." The old lady said kindly.

After Mr. Lu was fascinated by Luo Meijiao, he abandoned his second son's mother and sent them abroad. As a result, she suffered from depression.

The second child also had an accident and hurt her head because of her depression.

After the old man passed away, the old lady originally wanted to bring their mother and son back, but Lu Ruofeng refused. He was used to living abroad and did not plan to come back.

Lu Ruofeng said: "Mom is fine in a foreign country, but she may not be able to adapt to it when she comes back."

"Let it be up to you, mother and son, to make your own arrangements." The old lady sighed. As a woman, you should be free and easy, otherwise you will end up harming yourself.