"No. I just think I really have no fate with Qi Zhen..." Yun Zhishu suddenly sighed, his aura was very low, "I originally thought, if I find my daughter, I will introduce her to Qi Mo. If there are two people If we agree, then my wish to become relatives with Qi Zhen is fulfilled."
But the situation now is--
The daughter was not found.
Qi Mo also has a partner he likes.
His own son was useless.
After all, it is a fantasy.
Lu Xun comfortably hugged his wife's shoulders, "It's okay, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Now that you know, you will give up."
Yunsang:...
His father's comforting words, he really doubted how he caught up with his mother.
But Yun Zhishu, who is an engineering girl, didn't feel that there was anything wrong with saying this, but nodded in approval, "Yes, give up."
Yunsang:...
You two are awesome!
You two are a perfect match!
"Yunsang, the god-sister you mentioned, shouldn't be very young? Isn't she ready to get married?" Yun Zhishu also became more curious about Lu Mian.
The girl who can fascinate Xiao Qimo is definitely not an ordinary girl.
"I'm not old." Yunsang counted the days, "In his early twenties, enough to get a certificate."
"Twenty..." Yun Zhishu said lonely.
Lu Xun sighed, "If our daughter is still alive, she will be twenty too... if we count it down, she should be twenty and a half years old."
The family of three instantly fell into a dull atmosphere.
Yunsang didn't want to let his parents be immersed in this kind of pain. He laughed and joked, "Parents, if one day I am taken away, will you look for me like this?"
Yun Zhishu and Lu Xun shook their heads together, and replied together.
"will not."
Yunsang: ...There is no feeling at all, do you?
Yun Zhishu squeezed the broken hair in his ear, and calmly explained: "With your physical fitness and the manpower arranged by your uncle, you will not be abducted. If there is..."
Yun Zhishu looked at Lu Xun, and Lu Xun continued: "If there is, then it is definitely someone our Yun family can't deal with, and we can't save it if we want to."
Yunsang: ...Anyway, just don't pay much attention to me, right?
Lu Yutian lags behind, listening to their fading conversation, but in the end he does not send the walnuts over.
She can only carry the bag and return to the villa.
Lu Beihua saw that she had brought it back as it was. He couldn't see clearly, but he also knew that the walnuts had not been sent.
"Yu Tian, didn't you catch up with them?"
Lu Yutian shook his head, "No."
She didn't want to catch up.
"What's the matter then?"
Lu Yutian looked at the old man on the opposite side, and suddenly asked, "Grandpa, do you know who sent the news to the uncle and aunt?"
Lu Beihua narrowed his eyebrows, "I don't know, your uncle doesn't know who it is."
"Just for such an uncertain news, do they spare such a large price to find the child? Is it worth it?"
Lu Yutian couldn't figure it out and couldn't understand it.
It's just a fertilization/sperm/egg in a laboratory petri dish. There is no emotional foundation at all. Why is this?
What's more, is it not enough for the Lu family to have a genius daughter like her?
Why are you looking for that kid?
Lu Yutian did not find the answer here, and Lu Beihua could not give her the answer.
After she put the walnuts down, she was a little tired and prepared to leave.
When she left, she passed by Lu Beihua, and she paused, "Grandpa, uncle doesn't cooperate, what should our company do?"
During this period of mid-August, Lu Mian stayed in his room, busy.
Xiao Qimo was not idle either, and went out from time to time. When I came back, I shut myself in the room, crackling something.
Movan occasionally reported to Chixiazong, but Mo Sr stayed at home, always feeling that these two bigwigs were doing things dumbly.
During afternoon tea, Mo Sr delivered a few small cakes to Lu Mian's room.
He looked at a bunch of data on Lumian’s computer, and curiously asked,
Miss Lu, it’s the 20th today. Are you not going to prepare your luggage? I remember that the National Tsing Hua University will report on the 24th, right?
He had read Lu Mian's admission notice and remembered this day.
If it were other prospective college students, they would have started to clean up at this moment.
Just their family, Miss Lu, went to a good university, but she did not respond as if she were going to kindergarten.
Lu Mian looked up from a pile of code, "Oh, let's talk about it then."
Mo Sr twitched his mouth: This ancestor won't go away, right?
do not!
What else can be more important than going to university?
Lu Mian didn't see Mo Sr's worried expression, so he squeezed a piece of mung bean cake and put it into his mouth.
The little San'er next to her shook her head and stared at her for a moment.
"Report to the owner that this piece of mung bean cake contains 350 calories and the main ingredient is..."
Mo Sr, who was standing next to him, was surprised by Xiao San'er's academic voice.
"Miss Lu, when is it so powerful?"
Lu Mian swallowed the mung bean cake and flicked his slender fingers on Xiao San'er's head, "I just upgraded it. It is now the fifth-generation system."
"Five generations?" Mo Stron stared at the chubby little guy on the ground, "but, didn't Lu Yutian say that it is a second generation system?"
Where is this upgrade? This is a level jump.
"Ang." Lu Mian gave him a mysterious smile, "If I can use it in two days, I will make a perfect match for it."
Hearing Lu Mian's bland words, Mo Sr seemed to be saying: I want to eat Chinese cabbage tomorrow, so I bought one today.
Well, this is the effect.
Mo Sr retired humble and confused.
When passing by Xiao Qimo's room, he looked at the closed door and gave a tut.
What are these two mysterious people doing?
August 23.
This day is Xiao Qimo's 23rd birthday.
It's a special day full of expectations.
Early in the morning, before everyone got up, Mo Ni rushed to Yijingju.
"Master!"
"Miss Lu!"
Because he was too excited and had a loud voice, he was directly stopped downstairs by Mo Sr and Mo Vana who had just gotten up.
Mo Strontium denounced the bad behavior of Mo Ni.
"Brother Nickel, both Lord and Miss Lu are resting! Keep your voice down!"
Mo Ni held a pile of documents in his arms, and said incoherently excitedly, "No, I have an urgent matter, I want to tell them the first time!"
"Tell the big things well, and talk the urgent things slowly. They are frizzy, and they don't look like the people who come out of the ink shadow." Mo Vana also coldly pressed the ink nickel with contempt.
Mo Ni faintly glanced at these two people bitterly.
"Heh." He said slowly: "I'm going to show off-dressing-dancing for Master Mo, do you think this is anxious?"
Mo Strontium and Mo Ni did not react for a while, and they all made a vomiting motion.
It took a while before I suddenly understood what it meant.
"Fuck!"
"Brother Nickel, what you wanted is done?!"
