Chapter 129: Sichuan Opera does not change your face as fast as you

Lu Xia opened her mouth, just about to talk, but was interrupted by Lu Ziming, "What can she do, dating."
Lu Ziming sneered and walked into the living room with a foolish look, sitting lazily on the sofa.
"Date? What date?" Father Lu sat up straight, the smile on his face seemed to disappear instantly, he squinted his eyes and looked at his daughter.
Regarding Lu Ziming's words, the unhappiness in Lu Xia's eyes flashed away, and she hurriedly explained, "No, I just had a meal with my friends, so I came back a bit late."
Father Lu has always disliked her wasting her time in useless places. The reason why she was kind to her was because she gave him a face outside.
"Shit, it's a boyfriend." Lu Ziming smiled, then raised his eyebrows, and added: "I just saw it upstairs."
When Lu Xia heard this, she looked at Lu Ziming with a cold expression, "Don't talk nonsense in front of my dad. It's not a boyfriend at all. He is just my older brother, Huo Yanxi, who lived in the Huo family."
"Oh, it's not a dear anyway, who knows." Lu Ziming said without blocking his mouth.
Lu Xia's face was ugly, but because of Lu's father's presence, she couldn't turn her face on Lu Ziming on the spot, so she said angrily: "You are my brother, do you need to speak so badly?"
Lu Ziming chuckled softly, lying on his back on the sofa, with his feet directly on the back of the sofa, "No, I don't have a sister like you. When you came back, you looked down on Huo's family. The attitude of the family, how come they have suddenly regarded that family as a treasure in the past six months? Tsk tsk, the Sichuan Opera has not changed your face as much as you."
Lu Xia's expression froze.
"Okay, Lu Ziming, why did you talk to your sister?" Father Lu glanced at his younger son. Although there was reproach in the words, his tone was not heavy at all.
Lu Ziming tried his best, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Father Lu and didn't say any more.
Father Lu turned his gaze on Lu Xia again, his eyes were already shining with a little unhappy, "You and your adoptive parents are very close?"
Lu Xiachui squeezed her hand on her side, and said in a calm voice, "No, I usually go to the studio to train in addition to studying. I also occasionally contact and have a meal, nothing else."
When Father Lu heard the words, he withdrew his gaze and cleared his voice, "It is understandable to think about the kindness of foster parents for so many years. Dad can understand, but for some people, it is better to have less contact. It will not help you. Now that you know who you are, Xia Xia, do you understand what father meant?"
Lu Xia's eyes drooped slightly, her expression constricted, and she hummed, then said, "Then father, I will go back to the room first, read a book, and prepare for the next competition."
As her words fell, Lu Ziming sneered again.
Lu Xia heard it, but ignored him.
Father Lu heard his daughter mention the competition, and then he remembered something, "By the way, after school tomorrow afternoon, go to the Municipal Education Association in person. Uncle Xue has prepared a review of the competition for you. Information, your mouth will be sweeter then."
Lu Xia was stunned, "Uncle Xue?"
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. Uncle Xue is the chairman of the Municipal Education Association." Father Lu explained.
When Lu Xia heard this, her eyes widened, and there was a touch of ecstasy on her face, "Thank you Dad!"