"Where's Zhanqing, where have you gone?" Old Man Lu saw that he was sitting soft and lonely, and then he noticed that his grandson was gone.

"There's something going on in the company, and he's taken care of it in the past." Answer softly.

"What's the matter, I don't even care about the family dinner." Lu Liuchuan said sharply in a snarky voice.

"I don't know what the specific thing is, Cousin Rukawa should know, right?" Wen said softly, paused for two seconds, patted his head, and said, "Oh, yes, I forgot." You're suspended. I'm so sorry. ”

Lu Liuchuan held the spoon with a pale face, staring at her deadly, eager to tear her apart.

Soft and soft, she picked up the juice and took a sip.

Mrs. Lu said unhurriedly: "No matter how big the matter, you should tell the elders before leaving." ”

"Grandma, I'm sorry, Zhan Qing asked me to tell you. But I was so stupid that I forgot about it. If you want to blame me, blame me. ”

Wen Soft took the responsibility of the left and right on himself.

Mrs. Lu wanted to scold her.

But I promised my wife, I won't be soft and soft anymore, I can't just make a promise, and I will regret it when I turn my face, right?

So, she looked at Sun Jiayu and said, "Jiayu, call Zhan Qing and ask him what happened to him, so anxious to leave." ”

Sun Jiayu listened, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Lu Zhanqing's number.

"Toot ......"

After a dozen busy tones, no one answered.

Sun Jiayu said: "Maybe I'm busy and don't have time to answer the phone." I'd better wait for my brother to come back and let him explain it himself. ”

Old Madam Lu nodded.

Old Man Lu spoke up, "When eating, don't talk so much, let's move the chopsticks quickly." Soft, you eat too. ”

"Yes, Grandpa."

Gently and softly lower your eyes, and dine with peace of mind.

……

Because Lu Zhanqing wanted her to stay in the old mansion, Wen Soft didn't leave in a hurry after eating. Instead, he went to the bedroom to rest and waited for him to come back and pick him up.

I don't know if I'm tired or if the bed is too comfortable.

When I woke up from a nap, it was close to four o'clock.

Wen Softly grabbed her phone, jumped off the bed, rushed out of the door, and asked, "Is Zhan Qing back?" ”

The servant shook his head, "Young Master Qing hasn't returned yet." ”

Yes?

Haven't come back yet?

It's been six or seven hours, where has Lu Zhanqing gone?

Call him softly.

But it didn't get through, and the phone was always turned off.

Wen Ruansoft thought he was busy, so he had to leave the Lu family's old house alone.

Halfway through the road –

She received a call from Mu Xingqiao and asked her to go to the ceramic workshop with her.

Thinking softly, Lu Zhanqing might not be able to return home for a while.

So I agreed.

A handmade ceramics workshop has just opened near the school, where you can shape it from clay embryos into anything you want, and then hand it over to the shop to fire.

This little thing of special interest quickly became popular among students.

Mu Xingqiao wanted to make a vase and give it to his eldest brother.

But it's boring for her to learn alone, so she pulls Wen and Soft together.

……

Wen Softly rushed to the place, Mu Xingqiao had already given the store money, and occupied two positions, waiting for her to come. Wen Softly sat next to her and said, "Sure enough, I became a big lady, and my shot is extraordinary." ”

"Don't make fun of me, or I'll ignore you."

"Yo-yo, are you still shy?" Soft and soft quip.

Mu Xingqiao snorted and ignored her.

"Looks like your new family is treating you well." Gentle and soft, he said.

"Not bad, indeed."

Mu Xingqiao readily admitted this.

"Then I'll be relieved."