Hearing this, the man's eyes sank, his thin lips pursed, his handsome facial features exuded a little deep meaning, and his voice was cold, "Go back with me first!"

After speaking, he directly and forcefully hugged her slender waist and buckled her into the car.

It's just that the touch of starting is too slender, so he can't help frowning.

Ignoring her objections, he drove directly into Chenyuan.

He carried the person directly into the bathroom, and then bent down to put the bath water for her.

Lu Chenyang looked at the handsome and elegant man in front of him, hugged him from behind, and his voice softened, "Uncle, it's been five years, have you ever thought about me." ”

The man's eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and without hesitation, he broke Lu Chenyang's hand holding him, and his voice was deep, "Chenchen, I'm your uncle!"

How could she have forgotten that when he rejected her categorically, he was also like today, with a cold face, a pair of cold eyes shining under his eyes, full of coolness, deep as ink, without the slightest emotion.

Lu Chenyang sat on the edge of the bathtub, looked at Lu Haonan, who was staring at her condescendingly, and said with a sneer, "What kind of uncle are you?" She suddenly stood up, threw herself into his arms, and kissed him on the lips.

The familiar light mint smell with a hint of smoke filled Lu Chenyang's lips and teeth, and he tore her away, and his hand was instantly raised high.

Lu Chenyang stood in front of him, stubbornly biting his lip, not afraid at all, but greeted him, sneering, "You fight! Anyway, it's not that you haven't been beaten, once you are born and twice cooked, and you will be cooked after a few more beatings." ”

The man stood in front of her, the ink rolled in his eyes, the green tendons on his forehead loomed, his thin lips almost straightened into a straight line, and the raised hand finally let go.

Lu Chenyang knew that Lu Haonan was angry to the extreme.

The emotions rolling in his eyes finally calmed down, and his voice did not fluctuate, "Don't soak for too long, come out after washing." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, tall and straight, just like five years ago.

It's just that the temperament around his body seems to be more calm after five years of precipitation, and Lu Chenyang can still poke out a trace of emotion from his eyes before, but now, from his eyes, she can no longer see what he is thinking.

She sat on the edge of the bathtub in a gloomy manner, smiling self-deprecatingly at the corners of her lips.

Lu Chenyang, you really lost!

Early the next morning, it was the day of Lu Zhenhua's funeral, and no one informed Lu Chenyang, but early in the morning, she still appeared in the cemetery in a black dress and holding a black umbrella.

The people around him were either relatives of the Lu family or collaborators of the South China Group of the Lu family, and everyone stood in front of the tombstone.

After the people around her sent flowers, her mother said condolences to Wang Mei, who had been standing in front of the tombstone and weeping, and then left one by one.

And Lu Haonan was standing beside Wang Mei, it was drizzling outside, and someone around him was holding a black umbrella for him, he was just standing there, and the emotions on his face were incomprehensible.

It wasn't until the outsiders on the cemetery were basically all gone that she hugged Lu Zhenhua's favorite freesia before her death, walked to the tombstone, and put down the flowers.

When Wang Mei saw her, her eyes were still full of resentment, as if the person in front of her was not her biological daughter at all, but her enemy.

"I told you to get out, did you hear it!Lu Chenyang, you are not qualified to stand here!Zhenhua doesn't want to see you!" Wang Mei stared at her with red eyes, and that look a little terrifying.

Lu Chenyang stood up straight, looked directly at Wang Mei, and had a very cold expression on his face, "Don't worry, when you die, I will definitely not come to worship you like today." ”