The old house of the Lu family.

Lu Yunting went straight to his room after a while, took off his coat, wanted to find a book to read but couldn't calm down, and he didn't come out until lunch time when Liu's mother asked him to eat.

At the dinner table, Lu Zhenchuan and Xu Yingying kept staring at him, and Lu Yunting paused in his careless action of picking up vegetables, "Dad, Aunt Xu, what are you watching me do?" ”

"Yunting, do you have something on your mind? Tomorrow is your mother's death day, what do you want to prepare, and after eating, I will ask Mother Liu to clean up. ”

Xu Yingying, a stepmother, is still very good, she has been married into the Lu family for more than ten years, and she has been a good mother with due diligence, and Lu Yunting is also polite to her.

"I don't have anything on my mind." Lu Yunting replied lightly, he really didn't have anything on his mind, the only thing he was worried about was Zhou Xiaojing, but he didn't want to tell them about this matter for the time being.

Lu Zhenchuan was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Yunting, I'll let Xia Wei'er go with you tomorrow about going to the Rosewood Imperial Garden, you will get married sooner or later, and this time I will take her to meet your mother." ”

Lu Yunting was powerless to object, what could he do with her? He and Shavier are not suitable at all.

"Got it, Dad, I'm full, you eat slowly."

After the meal, Lu Yunting felt that there was nothing to do, and wanted to chat with Zhou Xiaojing for a while.

"What's wrong with you? The face is black. ”

Lu Yunting was in a video with Zhou Xiaojing, and the left side of the girl's face in the video was black and black, and Lu Yunting almost laughed when he saw this scene, "I just left for a while, what are you doing?" ”

Zhou Xiaojing angrily washed her face with the black screen of her mobile phone, "Cooking, I can't eat instant noodles every day, right?" ”

Cooking in a hotel? Lu Yunting didn't expect that he should say this to the chef in the store.

"Wait a minute."

After hanging up the phone, someone knocked on Zhou Xiaojing's door in less than ten minutes, and she opened the door suspiciously, "Are you?" ”

A waiter held a tray in his hand and handed it to her, "Hello Miss Zhou, this is a meal ordered by a gentleman for you, please use it slowly." ”

Zhou Xiaojing looked at the tray in the waiter's hand in a daze, "I didn't order food." ”

"This gentleman's, I've got to leave beforehand."

Think about it just now, Lu Yunting said wait a minute, did he order a meal for her?

……

Zhou Xiaojing: "Did you order food for me?" ”

Lu Yunting: "Well, is it appetizing?" ”

"You let me eat a steak at noon?"

"What's wrong? Don't you like it? Still think there's something wrong with beef? Lu Yunting frowned and asked.

Zhou Xiaojing: "No, it's just too expensive to eat." ”

"Can't afford it?" Lu Yunting smiled.

People like her can afford to eat, and steak is a luxury for her.

After dinner, Zhou Xiaojing was reading a magazine A design made her eyes shine, remembering that her mother used to be a designer who specialized in helping people design wedding dresses, and she won an award one year, but only once in her life.

She didn't bring anything out but this magazine, and she might be able to inherit her mother's career as a designer.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly ran into the bathroom, spent five or six minutes on simple makeup and dressed, took her mobile phone and ran out.

A magazine shop.

Zhou Xiaojing and a long-haired woman fell in love with this magazine at the same time, and the two of them coincidentally chose which one.

The woman raised an eyebrow, "Are you a designer?" ”

This question startled her, Zhou Xiaojing shook her head, and just said that her mother was a designer in a company six years ago.

The woman put down the book, chose to let her buy it, and handed her a business card as she left.

The other party is the director of Qiya Company, looking at this business card, Zhou Xiaojing fell into deep thought, as soon as he went out, there was such a good thing?