Chapter 3399: What kind of home is this?

Lu Xiuche ’s transformation, the bodyguard is watching every day. He has followed Lu Xiuche for several years, and has seen him the worst. Similarly, when he saw him changing every day, he was a little bit Pulling back from the crooked road, bodyguards, drivers, and domestic servants, all of them are happy in their hearts.
They all grew up watching Lu Xiuche, knowing that this child is not bad in nature, and is a very good child, but he lacked love, lacked warmth, and no one was properly guided around him.
They were very worried because Lu Xiuche was 12 years old. If he continued to crook like that, his life might be ruined. Fortunately, he knew Yue Tingfeng.
Since I met Yue Tingfeng, every day is really changing and every day I am pleasantly surprised.
They were very grateful to Yue Tingfeng. They felt that he really came to save the young master's people. He studied well. He is a true teacher and friend. His family is so good. It is good for the young master to contact such people.
Anyway, the bodyguard didn't want to call so early. He hoped that Lu Xiuche would stay there for the night and then come back, so cold, unpopular home, what to do when he came back.
When Lu Xiangdong heard it, there was no reason to call, and he sighed a long time. He suddenly felt a little weak and waved his bodyguard to retreat.
The bodyguard left, and Lu Xiangdong sat alone in the large living room. The servant brought him a cup of hot tea and then left quietly.
Lu Xiangdong sat alone in the living room for 10 minutes and couldn't stand it. It was too quiet. Even his breathing seemed to have an echo. The emptiness made people feel that loneliness had come out of their bones.
Lu Xiangdong stood up. He couldn't stand after sitting here for a while, and he didn't know when Lu Xiuche could return.
He wanted to go out, but stopped when he was about to step out of the living room. Somehow, he felt that he couldn't go out anymore. He said, "Forget it, eat at home, did you make lunch?"
The maid replied, "Yes."
"Come here."
So the maid brought up one end of the lunch, the long table, only one person facing east, and there were so many empty chairs in front of him, and he felt anxiety in his heart again.
Lu Xiangdong was eating lunch alone. He felt that every bite in his mouth tasted the same as chewing wax. He asked, "Why is the house so quiet now?"
The maid replied respectfully: "Is it quiet?"
She smiled: "Sir, you don't come back very often, so it's a bit uncomfortable. We are probably used to it, and we don't think it is the way Master usually comes here. He didn't say it, and we don't know."
The maid did not know whether it was unintentional or intentional, anyway, listening to Lu Xiangdong's ears was extremely harsh.
I do n’t come back very often, so I ’m not used to it. This is his home. What ’s wrong with him is like saying he is going back to the hotel, although ... although he does not come back often, this is his home.
Although thinking so angrily, Lu Xiangdong held his fast hand and suddenly felt very heavy. He couldn't hold it. He ... he just couldn't stand it just after a while, but it was such a day, his son This is how he came. No one was there. Alone, in such an empty home, he ... was he used to it?
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