Threw himself on the big bed and cried loudly.

Lu Huanhuan was basically brought up by Lu Jingcheng since he was a child, and he has been with Lu Jingcheng since he was conscious.

And she has always known that Lu Jingcheng is not her own uncle.

may be precisely because of this reason that she now has a different affection for him that is beyond her relatives.

When she was twelve or thirteen years old, her parents went abroad to settle down, and they originally planned to take Lu Huanhuan away together, but at that time, she said that she wanted to live with Lu Jingcheng.

Mom and Dad really couldn't help it, so they agreed to keep her.

Lu Jingcheng was a whole round older than her.

When she was fourteen or fifteen years old, he was twenty-seven or eighteen.

It is the time when a man is most attractive to mature men.

In addition, Lu Jingcheng was born well, and when she was wearing a suit and glasses, that gentle and elegant energy was the most exciting time for her heart.

Fourteen or fifteen years old is the age when a girl's love begins to bloom.

There were many boys of the same age or older than her who came to confess to her, but they were all rejected by Lu Huanhuan himself.

After all, there is such an excellent uncle around her, and those boys are all young and immature, so she is naturally not interested.

From the age of fourteen or fifteen to the present, six or seven years.

She has always secretly hidden her love for Lu Jingcheng in her heart and has never revealed it.

Who would have thought that he would one day come back with a woman to tell her.

'Xiang Xinwei, my fiancée. ’

Lu Jingcheng's words kept echoing in her ears, as if they had become her lingering spell.

Lu Huanhuan was lying on the bed, the quilt was wet from her crying, and she didn't feel it.

Her heart hurts, and she is about to suffocate.

……

Lu Jingcheng stood in the living room, watching the girl leave in a hurry.

There was a place in my heart that faintly seemed to be poked by something.

Obviously, the signal in his brain was to go upstairs to see her, but his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move a step.

Xiang Xinwei stepped forward and gently supported his arm: "Jing Cheng, I think Huanhuan seems to be a little unhappy, why don't you go upstairs to coax her?" ”

The man was unmoved, retracted the look in his eyes, looked at the woman beside him, and shook his head.

"No need, I guess I don't want to go out in the hot weather today, play with the child's temper, don't pay attention to her."

"Could it be that Huanhuan doesn't like me?"

Xiang Xinwei had a worried look on her face, and Lu Jing was expressionless, and her eyes hidden under the lenses could not see any superfluous emotions.

He gently patted the back of the woman's hand as if he was reassuring: "Don't think about it. ”

"Hmm."

……

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Jiang Nan was depressed all day because he learned in the morning that Lin Shen had changed his clothes without authorization.

Causing her homework to progress slowly.

There was nothing on the drawing board that had been set up early.

Jiang Nan sat on the sofa in the living room in a ball, looking at the scenery outside the balcony in a daze.

Sister Tao thought there was something wrong with her at first, and she was so scared that she almost called Zhao Ye.

Later, I saw her playing with a paintbrush as if it was between her lips and nose, and I realized that she was thinking about something.

Jiang Nan sat all day, watching the sun outside hang high until sunset, and there was only a slanting sun left in the western mountains.

At the end of the day, she was finally willing to put pen to paper, and painted half of the black and blue and one warm red on the drawing board.

A blend of night and sunset.

She thought about what to draw for her final assignment.

"I drew these things after sitting for a day."

When the man's voice suddenly sounded behind her, Jiang Nan's brush resting on her nose shook, and the red paint suddenly fell on her cheeks.

She frowned and glared back.

"You know, it's called an artist's thinking, thinking that painting is so simple and casual."

The man followed her example, frowning slightly.

"I really can't see what kind of artist's rare painting this is."

Jiang Nan heard that he was hurting himself, not an artist, but he was holding the style of an artist.

Pretend.

The girl snorted coldly and replied unceremoniously: "Everyone who creates seriously and treats their works as if they were their own children can be called artists." A wicked, vulgar money-only businessman like you doesn't understand the pleasures of people like us. ”

"I don't really want to understand, if it weren't for me, a wicked and vulgar merchant who only knows money, I'm afraid you, the artist, would have slept on the side of the road."

Lin Shen worked all day and was tired, and when he returned home and saw this little girl, the exhaustion seemed to be swept away.

Especially when I was arguing with her, the energy in my body seemed to be back.

Back at the mansion, he took off his blazer, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned his cuffs.

The whole person seems to be very casual than when he is outside.

"You can make yourself so messy by drawing a picture, and you're a ruthless person."

Jiang Nan looked at him suspiciously, not understanding the meaning of his words.

The man curled his lips and chuckled, ignoring her, and walked straight upstairs to the master bedroom.

When she looked back at the glass window on the balcony in front of her, she clearly saw her fancy little face in the mirror, and she was immediately furious.

Without hesitation, he opened his mouth and shouted at the old man on the second floor: "Lin Shen, it's all yours!" ”

Sister Tao stood in the kitchen and looked at the two, and it was rare to feel that there seemed to be a trace of life in this room.

In the past, there was only one Mr. in the Lin Mansion, and it was cold in the huge mansion, and Mr. had never lived a life like this now.

Jiang Nan ran into the toilet to wash his face.

But the paint was so good that she rubbed it for a long time before she faded it.

Until she completely washed the piece, her little face was rubbed red by her.

The girl lowered her arms in disrepute and turned to leave the bathroom.

The man had changed into a casual home suit and came downstairs and sat at the dining table waiting for her to eat.

Sister Tao called out to her with a smile: "Madam, come to dinner." ”

Jiang Nan agreed, rubbed his little face with his arm again, and then walked to the restaurant.

Lin Shen sat at the dining table, holding a tablet in his hand and seemed to be still dealing with some official business.

Jiang Nan approached him, and then put down the tablet.

"You brushed your face with a brush?"

The girl pulled out a chair and sat down.

Glancing at him.

If it weren't for this person, how could her face become like this, he still had the heart to say cool things next to him.

Jiang Nan really felt more and more unhappy the more he looked at this man.

"I can't stop you with food!"

The man hooked his lips and chuckled, looking at her current state, she should be fine.

The little girl who was dying last night is alive again today.

He couldn't help but admire her a little, she should have been Xiaoqiang in her previous life.

"I'm on a business trip in two days, and it won't take about a week to come back, if you have anything, just tell Sister Tao, wherever you go, but the premise is that you don't go home at night. Knowing that you have no money on you, this card is left to you. ”