Lu Xiaomu stared at Lan Jue Ming beside him.

"What do you mean you and Uncle are enemies?"

Lan Jue coughed pretendedly.

"Can there be fewer enemies for a bastard like Ye Liting?" he said as if he was deliberately covering up something.

Lu Xiaomu stared at him for a few seconds, as if it was the same reason, an excellent person like an uncle, there would definitely be no fewer enemies.

So, it feels normal to think about it.

"You're envious, jealous, hateful." Lu Xiaomu said with puffed eyes.

In that second, it really hit Lan Jueming's heart.

He is not only envious, but simply jealous and hateful.

"Whoever envy him can do anything that lacks virtue in order to achieve his goal."

"You lack virtue, uncle is a good person, the best person in the world." Speaking of this, Lu Xiaomu's heart suddenly seemed to be choked by something.

Uncomfortable.

Everything just now was still swirling in her cerebellum.

This guy is such a bastard, why does he always reveal her scars.

"Cut good people, if Ye Li Ting is a good person, there are no bad people in this world."

Lu Xiaomu reached out and pushed him away.

"Are you going to chat, don't you look at people are uncomfortable?"

Lan Jueming looked at the loss on her little face, and for a second, she really couldn't bear it, so she didn't say anything more.

"For the sake of your loss tonight, spare your life."

Lu Xiaomu pursed his lips and looked at him.

"You still have a little conscience."

"For your pitiful sake, I'll give you good news, tomorrow morning, your stepmother will be released on bail, you have to prepare yourself."

Lu Xiaomu listened to his words and stared at him with dead eyes.

"Is your information reliable?"

"If you're mistaken, I'll cut off my head and use it as a urinal." Lan Jue Ming said in a somewhat serious tone.

Lu Xiaomu, who was originally unhappy, suddenly burst out laughing when he heard his words.

"Okay, I like that."

Lan Jue wrinkled his eyebrows.

"The princes of the Beacon Theater, it's rare for you to smile, and it's worth it."

Lu Xiaomu slowly withdrew the smile on his lips.

Pei Yulan was temporarily released on bail, and as soon as the demon woman came out, what would happen, she really didn't dare to think about it, and she couldn't think about it.

"Murder pays for life, I won't let her live happily." Lu Xiaomu said in a somewhat hateful tone.

Dad treated that demon woman as a baby, but she and outsiders killed her father, and when she thought of this, she had the heart to kill.

"When you need me, say it, maybe I have a good heart (love qg), and I will give you ideas or something." Lan Jue said in a tone that pretended not to care.

In fact, my heart cares more than anyone else.

Lu Xiaomu pulled away her little lips and laughed, reaching out to pat him on the shoulder.

"Thanks, big brother."

"I'm just saying it casually, don't take it seriously." Lan Jue got up (body shēn) and poured water and drank.

Lu Xiaomu rolled her eyes.

"I'll take it seriously, who told you to swear by nonsense."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Lan Jue's lips.

As long as she is willing to come to him, he will not give up even if he goes to the soup.

Lu Xiaomu's mind inexplicably appeared in the appearance of the woman on the top of the clouds, as well as the back, the familiar everything.

It was inexplicably similar to Lu Lingshuang.

Her eyes shrank slightly, if she hadn't seen Lu Lingshuang die with her own eyes, she would really be suspicious.

"Young Master Lan, I want to ask you something." Lu Xiaomu suddenly looked at him and said.

Lan Jue Ming walked over with two glasses of water.

"It's not your style at all to be so polite."