The moment she saw Lu Xiaomu, a disgusting smile instantly appeared on her originally cold face.

"Yo, Mrs. Night, what are you doing?"

Lu Xiaomu saw the face that was annoying and disgusting enough for herself, and her hands were itching.

Thinking about the information given by Lan Jueming, the money she secretly took away from the company over the years, Lu Xiaomu's heart was like a knife, it hurt, it hurt like a knife, let her go underground to accompany her father.

But she knew that she had to hold her breath to get the dog man and woman to take it down in one fell swoop.

"What's the matter, my father just entered the ground, you can't wait to sleep ((贱jiàn)jiàn) Is it so good for a man to go" Lu Xiaomu looked at her and smiled, although the corners of her lips were smiling, but they were sharper than the tip of a needle.

The corners of Pei Yulan's lips moved, and she wanted to say something, but found that she couldn't say it.

"What nonsense are you talking about"

"I know it."

She suddenly lowered her eyes and moved closer to her ear.

"If you don't want people to know, unless you don't do anything, you walk too much at night, there are still ghosts, she will haunt you and make you unpeaceful for the rest of your life." Lu Xiaomu said with a somewhat weird smile.

Looking at her oozing smile, Pei Yulan's hand holding the handbag curled up little by little, and she kept swallowing saliva.

"You get out of here."

Lu Xiaomu pulled the corners of her lips and continued.

"I came here to ask you when you're going to move."

"Move away, don't get me wrong, whose home is this?" Pei Yulan asked with a bit of bitterness.

Lu Xiaomu glanced at her, and then took out a last word from his backpack.

Her heart began to ache.

I miss my father, I miss it very much.

Her hand trembled slightly and handed it to Pei Yulan.

"Dry your demon eyes, see clearly, ah, if you can't see clearly, go find reading glasses for the old lady to see." After Lu Xiaomu finished speaking, he squeezed (body shēn) and walked in.

Pei Yulan's hand holding the last words curled up little by little.

"Bastard, this bastard"

Lying on the sofa like a sick old lady, Lu Xiaomu puffed out her eyes.

"Yo, I'm not mistaken, you never sleep on the sofa and you're human, what's wrong with this?"

The old lady looked at Lu Xiaomu who appeared in the living room with weak eyes.

Her heart began to feel uncomfortable.

"Yun'er is gone, you have a hairy use," Lao Tian said softly.

Lu Xiaomu rolled her eyes, I'll go, this old lady is jealous today."

Looking at her red face, Lu Xiaomu's intuition was suddenly very sensitive, and the old lady was sick.

She walked up, didn't say anything, reached out and touched her forehead.

Then puff out your eyes.

"It's burned like this, no one cares about you"

The old lady just looked at her and didn't speak.

Maybe it's too much to express in my heart.

Lu Xiaomu took a deep breath and said.

"Get up and go to the hospital."

Although she said that she hated her, she was her father's mother after all, so the kind-hearted Lu Xiaomu knew that the person who loved her the most was gone, and she wanted to transfer this love.

The old lady coughed twice.

"Leave it to me."

Lu Xiaomu puffed up his eyes.

"Cut, who cares about you I am just afraid that Lao Lu will invite me to tea when he sees it in the sky, don't you think about it, why are you not over yet, don't always think of escaping."

The old lady's eyes kept staring at Lu Xiaomu.

There is repentance, guilt, and even excessive sadness about missing her son, intertwined, looking at the skinny and fast-skinned old lady, for a second, Lu Xiaomu was a little faintly distressed.