Immediately, the eyes of all the people present looked towards Lu Shilin.

The look is different.

There is exploration, there is incomprehension, there is indifference, and there is shock.

Among them, the two people who reacted the most were the two.

Old Man Lu's pupils shrank violently, and the hand holding the soup spoon trembled slightly. However, he quickly regained his complexion. Quietly put down the spoon and put his hand on his lap.

It was Lu Yuanhe's second uncle Lu Shichu, whose eyes seemed to be a little more complicated than just now, and looked at the white pigeon's eyes, which made her more and more uncomfortable.

Lu Shilin, who was in everyone's sight, hung his head, looked blankly at a chopstick that fell on the ground, and only raised his head to look at the white pigeon after a while, and said regretfully: "It's a pity, it's not the old man my friend talked about." ”

The maid on the side was about to bend down to help the master pick up chopsticks, Lu Shilin waved his hand, "I'll come by myself." ”

The maid nodded, "I'll help you get a new pair." ”

Leaning down at the table, Lu Shichu dared to relax for a moment at this moment and put down the mask on his face.

I felt like I sighed deeply in my heart, and I couldn't tell what it was like.

The moment he heard that name, he felt that his blood had clotted.

For a while, mixed feelings.

There are frustrations, surprises, regrets, and worries.

Is it her?

It's her......

The eyebrows, the looks, and the cold and indifferent temperament...... There can be no mistake......

After picking up the chopsticks, Lu Shilin was about to get up, and when he glanced at it, he saw his son's hand on the knee of the white pigeon, which was caressing the back of the white pigeon's hand.

No...... He...... He can't, he can't.

It was a stain that he couldn't wash away in his life.

Unexpectedly, it was past the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, and he had to meet his mistakes in a narrow way.

didn't have time to sigh anymore, Lu Shilin made up his mind that he must resolutely oppose this marriage.

After sitting down, Lu Shilin took a sip of wine and was about to speak, but unexpectedly, the old man couldn't hold his breath first.

"Hull."

"Hey, grandpa." Lu Yuanhe was respectful.

"What do you mean by bringing this girl back?"

Very good, the old man is finally going to make a move.

In this way, it was not only Ye Bi who breathed a sigh of relief, but also Lu Shilin.

"Grandpa, when it comes to getting married, Herer is at fault first. When I brought the pigeon back to meet her, I was telling everyone that she was part of our family. ”

Call......

The little cub has a big breath.

Lu Shichu's wife, Miao Rui, thought secretly.

It was not even said that it was brought to ask for the consent of the elders, but that it was announced to everyone in one direction. It's really the outside, and it's hard at home.

The old man groaned for a while, "Our Lu family ......"

The tone is rare with difficulty and hesitation.

In the gap between the old man's pause, everyone waited to hear the old man's next words.

The old man Lu Hao, who has been in business for many years, has worked hard to make the world into the prototype of its current appearance. In the business world, he is notoriously iron-fisted.

Everyone knows that the old man's words are very expensive. He doesn't speak often, but when he does, he has an undeniable momentum. Now, the old man started with "our Lu family", which must be about to buckle Lu Yuanhe's hat.

The old man looked around, and finally fixed on the face of his precious grandson.

The old man put his hands under the table. No one could see that at this moment, his hands were tangled, rubbing, and finally, as if he had made up his mind.

"Our Lu family has always been, and Ming Media is marrying."

Ye Bi: ......

Lu Shilin: ......

Rao is Ye Bi can no longer maintain a calm expression. Lu Shilin was even more flustered.

"Dad, this ......"

"Find a time to get the wedding done." The old man's voice was as calm as Mount Tai, "It's up to you...... Be kind to the girl. ”

"Yes! Grandpa, I will. ”

Lu Yuanhe's hand on the white pigeon's hand shook it gently.

On weekdays, Lu Yuanhe's fingertips are always cold, but now, there is a thin layer of sweat in the palms of his hands.

After the old man finished speaking, he picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth: "I'm done." Then he got up and went upstairs.

Seeing this, Lu Shilin didn't have the heart to eat, so he got up and chased the old man up to the second floor.

Lu Yuanhe smiled at the white pigeon: "You haven't eaten much, have you?" As he spoke, he took the steak from the white pigeon's plate and carefully cut it for her, looking like he was in a good mood. Would you like to have some alcohol? ”

The white dove blinked its eyes.

Didn't the big president not let himself drink? also said that he drank and made a mistake.

Lu Yuanhe said to himself, "Do you want to drink some wine?" ”

The Lu family has a winery, and the old mansion has a lot of treasures.

Seeing that the white pigeon didn't speak, Lu Yuanhe directly made a decision for her: "Uncle Shen, please help me go to the wine cellar to get a bottle of white wine." ”

"Okay, young master."

Ye Bi really couldn't stand this situation, and her son was in a good mood to open a bottle of wine with his future daughter-in-law. With a cold face, she got up and went back to her room.

Lu Yuanhe personally sobered up the wine and slowly poured it into the goblet along the wall of the cup.

"Do you want the second uncle and aunt to come?"

The second aunt Miao Rui was about to refuse, but her husband didn't think so, and directly took the wine glass: "My nephew is so interested." I was surprised that my father could say anything about the wedding. ”

"Surprised? Shouldn't the second uncle be happy for me? The eagle-like eyes looked straight into Lu Shichu's eyes.

He's been patient tonight.

The second aunt was present, how many times did he mean that he wanted to speak and stopped?

The second uncle didn't seem to see Lu Yuanhe's eyes, and raised his wine glass, "He'er can't drink, I'll accompany Xiaoge to have a drink." With that, he took the initiative to touch the cup that the white pigeon had placed on the table and drank it all.

The white pigeon took a symbolic sip and ate a bite of Lu Yuanhyuk's cut steak.

She couldn't understand the family anymore.

Obviously, before getting out of the car, Lu Yuanhe gave her such a large dose of preventive injection, but the Lu family was the old man's word, and the old man said yes, but no one dared to say a word.

Even Mrs. Lu could only stare dryly.

As for why Grandpa would agree......

This is not something that the white pigeon can figure out.

Although she and Lu Yuanhe are just a contract, from the moment she entered the old mansion today, her state of mind was really like a little daughter-in-law who had not passed through the door, hoping to be affirmed by her in-laws, and she had been uneasy in her heart.

Even if Lu Yuanhe told her that all this was just a formality, and there was no need to worry about the result, she still worried about it solidly.

What are you worried about? Worried that Lu Yuanhe will not fulfill the terms of the contract? Worried that he will ignore Xiaozhan? It seems to be, and it doesn't seem to be.

Gently put your hand on your chest.

O human heart, what a wonderful.

……

After the meal, the white pigeon wanted to go back early. After all, early the next morning, it was the crew's start-up ceremony.

"Then you wait for me, I'll go talk to grandpa." Lu Yuanhe reluctantly let go of the hand holding the white dove.

The white dove nodded, walked out of the foyer, and slowly walked to the garden.

It's almost autumn, and the wind at night is a little cool.

Because of the light pollution far away from the urban area, you can see a rare starry sky in the Lu family's old house. The white dove looked at the swing downstairs, watching, and didn't even notice any footsteps beside him.

On this day, the white dove only wore a pale yellow high-waisted dress, with creamy skin and lotus root-like arms. Like a little fairy under the shadow of the moon.

A coat was draped over the white dove.

The white pigeon was stunned, not Lu Yuanhe's taste.

Looking back, Lu Yuanhe's second uncle, Lu Shichu, was standing behind him, looking at himself with an inexplicable gaze. "It's windy at night, be careful of catching a cold."

This kind of gaze wants to say goodbye, how to say it, it's like looking at yourself, but it doesn't seem to be looking at yourself.

This Lu Shichu looks very similar to his eldest brother Lu Shilin, although he is old, but at first glance, he is not a few points inferior to the current Lu Yuanhe when he was young, and he is still elegant and handsome.

The white pigeon hurriedly took off Lu Shichu's coat and handed it back, "Second uncle, don't bother, Lu Yuanhe will come down soon." ”

Lu Shichu didn't reach out to pick it up, "Lu Yuanhe? Did you call him so outspoken? ”

Bai Ge was really annoyed by Lu Shichu's staring at him this night: "How do I call him, it's a matter of the two of us, calling him by his full name is also a little love between the two of us." ”

Lu Shichu wanted to say something, but Lu Yuanhe had already walked over quickly, took off his suit jacket as he walked, hugged the white pigeon, and wrapped her in the suit.

"Second uncle, there are still a lot of little interests between me and my wife, I guess you won't want to know them all." After speaking, he hugged the white dove and walked out.

When passing by Lu Shichu, Lu Yuanhe returned his coat to him, and turned his head to admonish: "Second uncle, you are also careful of catching a cold." ”

After Lu Yuanhe and the white pigeon left, Lu Shichu paced in the garden in a distraction.

Next time...... Next time, he must ask, Bai Yun, where is he buried......

On the terrace on the second floor, Miao Rui stood on it, his face was in a shadow, and he couldn't see clearly......

……

On the return car, the white pigeon was a little tired.

Both of them tacitly did not mention Lu Shichu again.

In the end, it was the white pigeon who couldn't resist the curiosity: "Why did my uncle ask about my mother?" ”

"Maybe there is a famous piano teacher, an old friend of his, and he really cares." Lu Yuanhe turned his head sideways to look at the white pigeon, looked at the lights of the city's thousands of homes, and swept the white pigeon's face inch by inch, "Are you ready?" ”

The white dove looked back, "Well, the stuff is done. I'm going to the crew early tomorrow morning. ”

"That's not what I'm asking." Lu Yuanhe narrowed his eyes, "I mean, are you ready to be the young grandmother of the Lu family?" ”

Forehead......

This guy doesn't play cards according to the script......

Bai Pigeon was a little confused, "What Grandpa said about the wedding, shouldn't it be true, after all, we only have one year ......"

Lu Yuanhe's fingertips gently covered the soft lips of the white pigeon, stopping what she was about to say next.

"Looks like we need some additional terms......"