chapter9

Lu Cong, who screamed in a soft voice, shuddered, and almost dropped the cup in his hand, he silently gasped and put the cup back in its place, and turned to look over.

He Jiaren stood under the crystal chandelier, her posture was still the same, and she did not look old. The light shone on her face, adding a layer of red light, looking graceful and rich.

She didn't care about the cup at all, and she didn't dare to see her son want to step forward.

Lu Cong was the same, standing in place and unable to take a step, the person in front of him was familiar and unfamiliar.

He Jiaren looked at her son carefully, 19-year-old Lu Cong, her face was more manly, taller, and more athletic. It's just that the stubbornness between the eyebrows and eyes hasn't changed at all.

She sighed secretly, thinking that if she continued to stand like this, even if she stood in the next life, he would not take the initiative to step forward.

So he put away his emotions and smiled politely: "Are you hungry? Come and eat, Auntie makes all the food you like." ”

At the dinner table, He Jiaren kept putting vegetables into Lu Cong's bowl, and Lu Cong kept saying thank you. The mother and son have more children.

"Mom, you eat it yourself, don't worry about me. The plates in front of Lu Cong were already piled up into a hill, and the speed at which he ate couldn't catch up with He Jiaren's speed.

The atmosphere once fell to the bottom, and He Jiaren smiled: "Okay, Mom doesn't care about you, you eat by yourself." ”

After the meal, Lu Cong went back to the house alone to clean up, and He Jiaren went upstairs to find him with a plate of fruit cut by himself.

She stood at the door and knocked, "Can I come in?"

……

Lu Cong snorted, and He Jiaren let out a long breath and pushed the door in.

Seeing his son picking up by himself, he couldn't believe it: "Don't clean up, let Auntie get it tomorrow, you just came back, have a good rest." ”

She walked over to the table and put the fruit bowl down.

Lu Cong glanced behind him and continued as if he didn't hear it.

He Jiaren sat on the velvet sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at her son, thought about it and couldn't help but open her mouth: "What are your plans after you come back this time?"

Lu Congtou didn't reply: "Singing." ”

He Jiaren sighed silently, Lu Cong had already told her before coming back that he would go to the school where He Jiaren also participated in the investment and continue to study Peking Opera.

It's just that He Jiaren doesn't want him to engage in this job in the future, she has spent so many years working hard, just so that one day Lu Cong can take over directly and no longer have to work hard.

But he chose one of the most difficult things to do now, singing Peking Opera. She really couldn't figure it out, in this era of the Internet, who would spend a ticket to go to the theater? Even if he graduated and became a teacher in the future, he would still make some small money, and it would not be a big achievement after all.

Her son must be a man who stands up to the sky, an elite backbone who gallops freely in the business field.

"Son, you're still young, you want to sing, mom lets you sing, it's just... You'll always graduate, and by the day you graduate, I still hope you'll come back and take over your mother's business. These are all earned by my mother for many years, so I can't hand them over to an outsider, right?"

Faced with He Jiaren's bitter words, Lu Cong still couldn't raise any interest, and said coldly: "Uncle is not an outsider, you give it to him." ”

Lu Cong's uncle is Wang Chen. He has been with He Jiaren since he started his business, and he is He Jiaren's confidant and favorite general, and he is also a close friend who He Jiaren has always regarded as a relative.

He Jiaren had expected that Lu Cong would come to this sentence, and said with a smile: "Your uncle is also old, where is the energy, besides, he has never been married and has no children under his knees, so there is no one to choose our company's business except you." ”

Lu Cong frowned, he really couldn't listen to it anymore. From childhood to adulthood, He Jiaren always liked to impose everything he didn't like on him.

He really doubted whether he was his mother's son or He Dong's pawn.

"Mom. Lu Cong turned around and interrupted He Jiaren: "I told you a long time ago, your dream is not the same as my dream, no matter how big your dream is, it is yours, and no matter how small my dream is, it is mine." I'm sorry, but I won't accept your arrangement. ”

He Jiaren was speechless by her son's words, and Wang Chen gave her a preventive injection early, saying that it was still a long time, take your time. Lu Cong's temperament can't be forced.

She forced her anger and held back a not-so-good-looking smile: "Okay, Mom will listen to you first, if you want to go to that school, just go." This matter will be discussed later. But... There is another thing, since you are back, go and see your Aunt Qin and Manbai, after all, they are your sisters who grew up with you, and they are still worried about you after three years. ”

Lu Cong snorted, He Jiaren knew that it was boring to stay, so he left silently.

Halfway through the packing, Lu Cong took out a small wooden box from his bag, pinched it between his fingers and shook it at the light, and there was a belching sound inside. The boy curled the corners of his mouth and opened the box, which was a sparkling candy.

Ren Zhen, he always remembered.

Lu Cong closed her eyes, that day was full of pear blossoms, she stood in the forest, her eyebrows were crooked but there was a trace of fear. For a moment, he frowned slightly, and scolded in a low voice, it had been too long, and her appearance was always vague.

Occasionally, he would still dream of her, and in his dreams, her appearance was clearly visible, but every time he woke up, he couldn't remember anything.

"Lu Cong, do you eat candy?" Even the voice of her voice, he couldn't remember anymore, that is... Very nice to hear.

She's also an 18-year-old girl now, and I don't know what she looks like anymore.

Lu Cong chuckled, snapped the lid shut, and the next second people were stunned, should she have anything to do with Jiang He? I can't tell you that I won't see each other in my life, but I'm suffering here like a psychopath.

……

The mobile phone on the table suddenly exploded, Lu Cong was startled, his eyes were coldly tilted to the desktop, and he didn't want to know who it was.

"What's the matter?" he picked up, his tone deliberately defiant.

The other party shouted a dirty word and said loudly: "Do you still have a face? I don't know how to take the initiative to contact Lao Tzu when I come back, I have to wait for me to take the initiative to contact you!"

Lu Cong took the earpiece a little farther away, and this explosive psychosis really didn't recover at all.

The other party is the troubled brother he grew up with since childhood, singing Wusheng, he always said that he was Lu Cong's confidante, and even women had to retreat three points when they were in trouble.

But the essence of this product is still very gentlemanly, and it looks quite heroic, but it has a bit of a general's style.

The original name of the second goods was Luo Feilai, because he liked to eat Mao Cai, Lu Cong gave him the nickname of Mao Cai, but it turned out to be more than ten years, and he was about to forget the original name of this buddy.

As soon as Mao Cai heard that he was coming back, he immediately saved up to pick up the wind and dust for him, and specially invited Feng Manbai and a girl named Shui Miao.

Shui Miao is a girl he has had a crush on for 18 years, Lu Cong often scolded him for being a beast when he first knew, that little girl was a small girl, it looked harmless to humans and animals, Lu Cong was afraid that his stupid buddy would ruin someone's life.

When Lu Cong went out, He Jiaren didn't know when he had already gone out, and he was used to it, so he said hello to his aunt and called a car to go to the appointed place.

Mao Cai is also a rich second generation on par with him, and for him, he exaggeratedly chartered a two-story high-end restaurant suite, and called all his former buddies and a few classmates who played well.

As a result, people brought people and brought a lot of them.

When Lu Cong arrived, the suite was already very lively, singing, eating, chatting, drinking, unexpectedly... There are also mahjong players.

The classmates who were eating downstairs were the first to see Lu Cong and greeted him.

Lu Cong raised his chin, glanced around everyone and found that everyone had changed, and the childishness on his face had long since disappeared.

Upstairs, a certain slut leaned out halfway out of his hand with a wine glass in his hand, he was a little drunk, and he looked quite charming: "Come up!"

Mao Cai beckoned, Lu Cong hummed in his trouser pocket, and went up three steps in one step.

As soon as he stood still, the huge hug that rushed to him made his scalp tingle for a while, he patted the other party's back vigorously, and Mao Cai pushed him away at once, his expression was as ugly as eating: "Don't, I'm going to vomit." ”

Lu Cong looked disgusted: "You can't do it! This amount of alcohol is not as good as it was three years ago." ”

Mao Cai punched him: "Brother, do you still have a conscience, what a simple little boy I used to be, it's not because you... I was forced, drinking, drinking... Drink. ”

Lu Cong cut a snort, his eyes fell on Mao Cai, Shui Miao was also there, he beckoned Shui Miao smiled, the little girl was the same year as Ren Zhen, and now she is more smart, sitting on the sofa and drinking and chatting with her friends.

Mao Cai turned around and put one arm on Lu Cong's shoulder, and said proudly: "How is it? ”

Lu Cong: "......"

It's like someone promised you something.

When the protagonist came, everyone naturally gathered around, and after a few decades of drinking, they gradually began to play again.

Mao Cai, who has no conscience, is like growing up next to Shui Miao, who doesn't drink much, so under his care, he is only responsible for playing games, and the rest will be left to him.

Lu Cong sat alone in the corner of the sofa, looking at his unproductive appearance and feeling super funny, thinking about how to be sarcastic for a while.

"Don't come to harm...", his voice was sweet and clean, and he fell from the top of Lu Cong's head.

Lu Cong raised his head, Feng Manbai was wearing a tight skirt wrapping her delicate figure, and her waist-length curly hair was slightly mature, which matched her delicate face.

It's just that... Lu Cong didn't care.

"Well, don't come unharmed. Lu Cong replied simply.

Feng's father is the president of the Chamber of Commerce in City B, He Jiaren is naturally close to their family, and Feng Manbai sings Tsing Yi, so the two children are naturally familiar.

Feng Manbai can be regarded as growing up with him, she likes to pester Lu Cong just like Ren Zhen likes to rely on Jiang He, but Lu Cong and Jiang He's state of mind are completely different.

Because Feng Manbai has been determined since she was a child, her only goal is to marry Lu Cong.

When she said this wish on her birthday one day, this wish became the wish of the three parents.

He Jiaren had already hinted at him that when he came back, he would prepare for his engagement with Feng Manbai, he just wanted to escape quickly, he didn't think about three years so fast, what he should face is still to be faced, but so far, his mind is still blank.