In the dilapidated alleys, tiled houses are densely packed.

The car couldn't get in, and the weather was stuffy, so Liang Jiayin had to get out of the car and walk along the green shade.

She is glamorous and beautiful, and she is incompatible with this old alley.

The cracked granite slab caught the expensive high heels several times, but fortunately, the assistant Xu Hua helped her.

"Mr. Liang, this is it."

They stopped in front of one of the tiled houses.

Looking at the mottled walls and cracked red bricks, Liang Jiayin stood at the door and was stunned for a while.

She probably didn't expect that there was such a slum hidden in the bustling northern city.

Assistant Xu Hua helped her push open the door, and met a middle-aged woman who was going out to take out the garbage.

Xu Hua recognized the person at a glance, and out of politeness, he still asked, "Are you Lu Qingqing's mother?" ”

"...... you?"

Xu Hua was about to explain his intentions, when Lu Qingqing came out from the end of the eaves and invited them into the house.

The four walls of the house are the best explanation of the scene in the house.

Liang Jiayin stood in a room where the living room was not a living room, and a room was not a room, and looked around.

In her opinion, the most valuable thing in the house is the certificate posted on the wall.

She looked over, thinking that it was all Lu Qingqing's, and was about to withdraw her gaze, but she caught a glimpse of the name in the other row of awards.

The awards hanging in this row are more dense than Lu Qingqing's, and there are two words printed in regular italics on the top - Lu An.

Landshore?

Liang Jiayin silently recited the name and pondered for a while.

She remembered that in the Lu family's character file, Lu An was the son of the Lu family. It's just that the company has been busy lately, and she can't remember too much detail about Lu Shore.

Just as he was about to ask Xu Hua, the enthusiastic Lu Mu came over with two cups of tea.

"You're Qingqing's colleagues, aren't you?"

“……”

Obviously, Lu Qingqing hasn't told his family about the situation yet.

Xu Hua took the tea, and under Liang Jiayin's eyes, he went straight to the point, "Aunt Lu, hello." I am Xu Hua, a friend of Liang Qian. This is Liang Qian's sister, Jiayin. We are here to your house today to give Xiao Qian a kiss. ”

“……”

"Liang Qian? Isn't that the ...... Problematic here? Seeing that her family was present, Lu's mother couldn't directly say that people were stupid, so she pointed her head at Lu Qingqing.

Lu Qingqing acquiesced.

"Regarding genetic issues, you can rest assured that my brother's defects were not born. He is also actively undergoing treatment. Authoritative experts at home and abroad agree that he has a good chance of returning to normal. ”

"I know you can't accept it for a while, but our Liang family is full of sincerity."

Liang Jiayin said and asked Xu Hua to put the box in his hand on the table, after entering the password, the box opened, and then what came into his eyes was full of red, this dowry is afraid that there are millions of dollars.

The last time Lu's mother saw such a large amount, it was a gambling debt owed by her husband.

"Cash is only part of the bride price, luxury cars, villas, company dividends, everything will not be less. My family is a lone seedling, Qingqing entered the Liang family, and in the future, she will be the mother of the house, owning everything that the Liang family has. ”

"My little piety is sincere to Qingqing, and Qingqing is sincere to Xiaoqian...... I think it should be rejoicing, otherwise a girl who is waiting for a boudoir will not often bring my little piety home. I hope you can nod your head for the sake of their mutual affection, and it has become a beautiful thing. ”

Liang Jiayin's remarks are very exciting.

Mother Lu looked at the cash on the table and understood from the bottom of her heart that accepting this money was equivalent to burying her daughter's marriage.

But she is not a person who is greedy for vanity, but when she thinks of her husband's huge gambling debts, coercive creditors, and family members who are forced to hide in the slums, she still walks slowly to the bride price box.

"Jingle Bell ......"

Suddenly, a few car bells ringed, breaking the delicate atmosphere in the house.

Immediately after, Liang Jiayin heard someone call Lu Mu.

The voice was deep and mellow.

She turned.

I saw a young man standing at the door.

Look closely, it's not a teenager, but a man with a sense of youth, with long eyebrows like willows and a body like a jade tree.