Volume V: Lessons on Formal History, Part 6

Lu Chen is a forty-five-year-old middle-aged man with a handsome appearance and a tall figure that is not commensurate with his age. In the Capitol, he was more popular with young female interns than the pretending to be pretty, pot-bellied lawmakers.

Lu Chen, the chief secretary to the speaker of the House of Lords, Leung Kwok-ying, has been his key aide for 20 years, and has had many opportunities to work for large corporations, local governments, and even run for parliament. It is said that Lu Chen's personality world has the spirit of a person who was called a "scholar" in ancient China.

Most of the time, he was nicknamed the "Shadow Speaker", and he followed Liang Guoying's side. But today he had to rush back to Yongjin alone from the capital zone.

As soon as his car arrived at the front of his house, he saw Mrs. Liang's car about to leave.

"Ma'am." Lu Chen took two steps over to greet him.

"Mr. Lu." Mrs. Liang has always treated her husband's right-hand man with honorifics: "I brought Qiping back, and the school looks at my face, it's fine," she smiled: "Say it well, don't embarrass him." ”

But Lu Chen decided that he had to "embarras" his son today.

"I heard you gave a lesson to your classmates today?" Lu Chen walked into the living room and said to Lu Qiping who was lying on the sofa.

"Hmm." Lu Qiping stared at the TV screen: "Is the teacher gone?" ”

"Why didn't the teacher go on?"

"Then how do I know?" Lu Qiping turned his head and grinned: "I guess I can't make it up." ”

"Ridiculous!" Lu Chen was furious: "Do you know what people think of Mingde Middle School now?" Prince and Sun Privilege Club! It's all lawless students like you! ”

"Dad, you're wrong." Lu Qiping put his phone on the coffee table: "My classmate has uploaded the class video to YouTube, you can look at the comments." Everyone laughs at the school that still keeps the old antiques unchanged, not me, a lawless student. ”

"You're still posting this thing online?" Lu Chen was even more angry: "Haven't you made enough trouble on the Internet last time?" ”

"Hey, dad, you know that?" Lu Qiping said with a smile.

As soon as he saw his son's eyes smiling like a crescent moon, Lu Chen felt that his anger melted all of a sudden, but he still refused to let go of his face: "You think I don't know anything? Take the girls to the playground in the middle of the night, if Zhuo Nan didn't help you out of the siege, you would be in big trouble! ”

"Do you know how much trouble this kind of thing will cause to Mr. Liang and Mu Yuan?" Lu Chen saw that his son was silent, and he also slowed down his tone: "You and Mu Yuan have been best friends since childhood, he is the son of the Liang family, many people are paying attention to him, you have to help him and work together, not messing around together." ”

"Dad, I'm me, he's him, what I do is my own business, no one pays attention to me anyway." Lu Qiping glanced up at his father: "Besides, you don't know what Mu Yuan wants. ”

"How did I not know?" Lu Chen's anger came up again: "Mr. Liang knows better!" Art as a hobby of self-cultivation, which is very good. But as the heir of the family, you can't use this to escape your responsibilities! ”

"I see, Dad." Lu Qiping sneered: "Mu Yuan's responsibility is to be a good future national prince; My responsibility is to be his helper. Just like you and Uncle Liang, huh? ”

"You ......" Lu Chen, who was suddenly said to be in his mind, suddenly felt that the person in front of him was no longer the child he could control with one hand in the past.

"Dad, I can tell you. Mu Yuan will not be what you think, and neither will I. After Lu Qiping finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?"

"I'll go back to Liang's house."

"Don't go to Liang's house tonight, just stay at home!"

"This is not my home. In order to be a good shadow of Uncle Liang, you don't go home. In order to be a good shadow of Uncle Liang, you let your mother leave the house too. There's nothing here......" Lu Qiping looked back at his father, his voice choked.

"Who told you this!?" Lu Chen felt a cool breath rise behind him, and for the first time in his life, he felt fear in front of his son.

Lu Qiping didn't answer anything, and after the father and son looked at each other for two seconds, he flew away as if he was rushing away.

When Lu Chen got up and chased out the door, he only saw Lu Qiping, who was dressed in black, riding a red bicycle, and the wind rushed straight to the end of Lin **.