Chapter 300: The Little Wife of a Scholar
Old Man Lu: "If he doesn't do anything wrong, will I be polite to him?" ”
Lu Zhanqing wanted to talk to his grandfather, but he had concerns in his heart. Before, he thought about investigating his mother's disappearance, but his grandfather was so secretive about the matter that he didn't even mention it, let alone support his investigation.
Once the grandfather knew, he tried to get what his mother had left behind from his grandmother. In anger, I am afraid that it will be burned.
At that point, I would never have ever wanted to find any clues about my mother.
Lu Zhanqing fell silent.
"Grandpa, I listen to you."
Just eating a meal, it doesn't take much time.
Thinking so, Lu Zhanqing still gave Yao Qi a look, motioned for him to call the manor, and told them that he would not go home for the time being.
After years of tacit understanding, Yao Qi instantly understood what he meant, and immediately went about it.
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The venue of the dinner was set at the Lu family's old mansion, Lu Zhanqing and Old Man Lu returned home, and the people of the Ling family were already waiting for them. In addition to Ling Ruoshui, Ling Ruoyu is also there. The two are not twins, but they look extraordinarily similar. If it weren't for Ling Ruoshui's stupidity, outsiders wouldn't be able to tell at a glance who is the sister and who is the sister.
"Brother, you come back to play with Ruoshui." Ling Ruoshui smirked and grabbed Lu Zhanqing's arm, as if the person who was almost strangled to death in the company was not her at all, but someone else.
Lu Zhanqing frowned slightly, avoiding her physical touch.
Ling Ruoyu noticed this scene and curled the corners of her lips proudly. She said, who would be a normal man in this world who would take a fancy to Ruoshui?
Unexpectedly, she guessed it.
Ling Ruoyu stroked her sideburns, made a dignified and elegant appearance, and said softly: "Zhan Qing, I've troubled you to take care of Ruoshui these days." She is more naughty, and it gives my parents a headache at home. I've always been worried that she won't be entrusted with the rest of her life, but now with a reliable brother-in-law like you, I can rest assured. ”
"Hmm."
Lu Zhanqing's tone was cold, and he was not confused by the beauty in front of him at all.
Ling Ruoyu noticed his alienation, and felt a little lost in her heart, but she comforted herself that the time she had been in contact with him was too short, and it was difficult for him to be tempted, so she worked harder to get closer to her relationship with Lu Zhanqing.
Ling Ruoshui watched the interaction between her sister and Lu Zhanqing, and an imperceptible ridicule slipped under her eyes.
This man already has someone in his heart, and my sister is afraid that she will do everything she can, and she will not want to achieve her goal.
However, Ling Ruoyu was embarrassed, and she was happy to see the jokes.
Ling Ruoshui no longer paid attention to the two, walked to the sofa, and picked up the fruit to eat.
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After Mrs. Ling finished talking to Mrs. Lu, she looked back at her two daughters, and her face suddenly became very ugly. If you look at your husband, what is the excitement of Ruoyu? If they are really taken by the cripple of the Lu family, and ask them for rain from the Ling family, how can they explain to the Lu family?
"Ah Yu, Grandma Lu wants to talk to you. Let's get over there. ”
When Ling Ruoyu heard this, she left a little unwillingly.
Mrs. Ling said to Lu Zhanqing with a smile, "Zhanqing, when do you think we will set the wedding date?" Our Ling family hopes that the sooner the better. The dowry is not important, as long as you treat our family well, we don't pay attention to the false etiquette on the surface. ”
"The fortune teller said that I would not be suitable for remarriage within a year. Otherwise, the other party will be killed. Lu Zhanqing said expressionlessly, "Aunt Ling, you don't want Ruoshui to have an accident, then wait a little longer." ”
Mrs. Ling was so blocked by these words that she couldn't answer them at all.