Chapter 90: Ninety

It is said that the ten-year-old is the most uncomfortable age, and Lu Jiayi seems to have no problem at all.
Lu Jiaheng didn't know when he would come back. He didn't have much to eat at home. He didn't know how to cook at first. After thinking about it, he brought Lu Jiayi back home.
In the kitchen, my father and Ms. Deng ended today's daily battle. They were making love for dinner, and Ms. Deng came to help her open the door. When she was about to speak, she saw a dark head of melon leaking behind her.
Lu Jiayi was hiding behind Chu Garden, only half of his face was exposed, and her black eyes looked at her brightly, blinking.
Ms. Deng looked at him with her head down, and blinked.
Chuichi looked at these two people, and didn't have time to speak. She saw Ms. Deng glanced into the house in horror, and pulled Chuchi out of the door mysteriously, and extended her finger, shaking. Shaking fingers landed on Jiayi: "You explained it to me at the beginning of the first day, this child—" Ms. Deng's face was pale and her voice was lowered, "Chuchi, you tell me the truth, you and that When did Xiaolu know each other?"
"University," Chuchi didn't respond a little, and he lowered his head and looked at the little boy with a grin: "I saw him as a little bun when he was a kid, and he grew up just like his brother, except for his eyes. "
The little boy looked at her with big round eyes. It seemed that he was laughing with Lu Jiaheng. He looked very happy and showed a little shy smile.
Ms. Deng looked a little shocked: "His eyes look exactly like you."
Chuichi thought about it for a while, "I don't remember what his mother looked like, I have only seen it once."
And the black lights were blind, and under such special circumstances, Chuichi didn't even notice what the woman who was going to hit someone looked like.
Ms. Deng let out a long breath.
Chuichi and the leader landed on Jiayi and entered the house. His father just turned around with a big spoon in it. The braised pork in the big spoon was plated, and when he looked up, he saw the child in the lead of Shuji, shaking his hand. The spoon almost fell off.
The next second, the first father yelled loudly: "First Garden -?!"
Ms. Deng hurried over: "This little Lu his brother."
The voice of the first father scared Lu Jiayi a bit cleverly, and then hid his head back to the back of the first garden, curious, sneakily, and looked at the first father's fierce sight.
Lu Jiayi looked at him blankly, his eyes blinking and blinking, and nodded cleverly to him: "Good uncle."
The first father was sprouted.
The first father was caught flat-footed.
The big spoon in the first father's hand was put down, his expression stiffened, and his lips were pursed: "What did you bring her brother back?"
Chuchi also blinked, and two small people, one big and one small, looked at him: "Bring it back to you for fun, I think you will like him."
The first father snorted coldly, "What do I like? You come here with me these crooked ways and evil ways! You are now studying badly with that kid."
Half an hour later, Lu Jiayi sat at the dining table. The table was full of dishes. The first father put the braised pork and sweet and sour pork ribs in front of the children. The man returned to the kitchen and worked for a while, then came out with a plate.
At first glance, shred the apple.
Ms. Deng was happy: "Yu Yunfei, your daughter doesn't like to eat this when she goes to high school."
The first father didn't talk, and put the plate in front of the children.
Lu Jiayi squeezed chopsticks and ate cleverly, quietly and quietly, eating clean and elegant, looking at the dish of shredded apples, carefully extended the chopsticks to clamp.
The light brown transparent syrup was wrapped around the apple, clipped together and pulled out the silk. The longer and longer, the longer and longer, Lu Jiayi's eyes widened, his arms raised old and the silk was not finished.
The children had a slow meal. Both Chuichi and Ms. Deng had finished eating and left. The first father still hadn’t left, so he sat at the dining table and chatted with him. Amused and Yan Yuese smiled like a flower, his face darkened for a few days and finally turned fine.
After dinner, Lu Jiaheng came to the door to pick someone up. His father stood at the door and stared at him for a long time. He suddenly asked, "When will I come again?"
Chuichi: "..."
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
The door closed, Lu Jiaheng lowered his eyes and looked at him: "What are you doing here?"
Lu Jiayi looked at him with red eyes.
He lowered his head, dryly: "Brother..."
"What are you doing."
"Mom is going to take me away. She was so angry today that she smashed all the things in the house. Is she crazy?" Lu Jiayi looked red and looked up again, with tears in her eyes, "Brother , I don’t want to leave, she said she is going to divorce her dad, will I have no dad in the future? Will my dad not want me?"
Lu Jiaheng didn't speak.
He leaned slightly, pulled his wrist and pulled him up, leading him upstairs.
Going to the door, he opened the door and called him lightly: "Lu Jiayi."
The teenager raised his head.
Lu Jiaheng looked down at him, his lips drooping, looking at him with no expression: "Don't be afraid,"
He looked away and pushed the door in. "Don't be afraid, you have a brother here."
When Lu Jiaheng took the landing to Jiayi and returned to Luzhai, Jiang Ruan was packing up.
She seemed perfectly worthy of the description of her son "Going crazy". The exquisiteness of the past no longer exists. Her long hair was messy. The big house was empty and seemed to be quite empty.
She walked back and forth divinely. There were four or five big boxes at the door. When she saw Lu Jiayi, she rushed over like crazy.
"Yi Yi!!!"
Jiang Ruan shouted and saw Lu Jiaheng who came in behind Lu Jiayi.
She stopped suddenly.
Across the bright living room, Lu Jiaheng looked at her quietly.
Jiang Ruan froze for a moment, her expression became hysterical, and her eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes: "Lu Jiayi!!! Go upstairs!!!"
Lu Jiayi shrank from the side and didn't move.
She screamed: "Go up! You are going upstairs now!"
The boy turned back and looked at Lu Jiaheng.
He didn't speak, lowered his eyes, and patted him on the shoulder.
Lu Jiayi ran upstairs, the sound of the door closing sounded, Jiang Ruan looked at him in horror and anger: "What are you doing..."
"Where did you take him..."
"You have robbed my house, my husband, you still have to rob my son..."
"I have nothing now, I have nothing, you still have to take my son, Lu Jiaheng, why are you so cruel to me?"
Lu Jiaheng didn't speak, just looked at her like this, and suddenly smiled.
"Are you teasing me?" He looked up at him, his eyes seemed to be looking at some strange and strange creature. "I thought you just didn't know what shame is. I didn't expect you to be really, you didn't."
Lu Jiaheng raised his chin slightly and looked at her squintedly: "Don't be so straightforward, you are the one who steals things."
Jiang Ruan met his gaze and hurried away as if he was burnt by something: "What are you talking about...I really like him, I didn't steal anything..."
Lu Jiaheng raised an eyebrow: "When Lu Hongsheng has an accident, you are so anxious to find your next home. Your sincerity is really creepy."
Jiang Ruan's lips were white and trembling: "Then what do you let me do... what can I do, Lu Hongsheng has nothing now, he even owns his dad's house, and this is the case now -" she lifted At first glance, he smiled self-deprecatingly, "Will you give our mother and son a life?"
Lu Jiaheng raised his lips: "I didn't expect you to take Jia Yi with the landing, after all, you're better off finding a home."
Jiang Ruan stared at him blankly: "I am in my thirties, and I have followed Lu Hongsheng for ten years. For ten years, where else--"
Where is there so easy to find the next house.
Lu Jiaheng sneered.
The woman had been dependent on someone else for ten years at home, and now something is wrong. The first thing that came to mind was not how to raise her son, but that she could not find another man who was willing to support her.
Lu Jiaheng made a loud whisper and said softly, "You are useless."
Jiang Ruan didn't hear her, her expression was a little trance
He looked at her with his eyes down, his lips drooped down, his expression undulating: "Whereever you want to go, I don't care about you, but Lu Jiayi's surname Lu, the old man can't let you take him away."
Jiang Ruan stared at him in a trance, slowly digesting his words, and slightly opened his eyes: "No-Jia Yi is my son, my child... what would I do without him..." she suddenly After reacting, staring at him resentfully, "You hate him, you hate him, because you don't have a mother, so you also want him to have no mother!"
Lu Jiaheng looked at her faintly: "I don't hate him. I used to be jealous of him. Now, I even sympathize with him. At least I know what kind of person my mother is, and what his mother is like--" He smiled, "Dare you let him know?"
Jiang Ruan didn't dare.
She did not dare to let her son know that she was an illegitimate child, nor did she dare to imagine how he would react to her in the future.
She hopes that she will always be a respectable person in her son's mind, the most gentle and beautiful mother.
Three days later, Lu Jiayi appeared at the door of Lu Jiaheng's house again.
As soon as he opened the door, the boy hugged him and wept.
Jiang Ruan left.
Lu Jiayi stood in front of his house, holding his waist, eyes red and swollen: "Brother, I actually know how I was born, and I also know why you hate me. I heard it once when my father and mother quarreled. I'm sorry . Sorry, brother, sorry..."
The boy choked, his voice hoarse, with a heavy cry: "I wish I had never been born."
At the beginning of November, Lu Jiaheng held a press conference on the construction of the CBD project in Linshi Development Zone. At the end of the month, Jingheng Group’s 50th anniversary party was held by Lu Jiaheng in the name of his family.
When he was told that Grandpa Lu would also be present, Chuichi fell into unprecedented tension.
The last time I saw Mr. Lu, it was a few years ago.
The old man dragged her into the study room, looked at her carefully for a while, and then let go of the last sentence without saying a word.
Chuichi didn't know if he was qualified.
Now think about it, she was still not talking at the time, and her mouth was not sweet, so she looked at the old man with big eyes, and it was strange to be liked.
Hatsumi wanted to cry without tears, feeling that for the first time in a few years, she should have shown her well.
On the morning of the same day, she anxiously made dozens of bombing calls to Lin Tong, followed her anxiously for hair and beauty, and the stylist who came back from Milan reportedly made her a little more than the graduation ceremony. I don't know how many times the makeup is delicate.
Although Hatsumi looked at the mirror himself and felt that there was no change.
Then, just like in fairy tales and TV series, when Jia Zhi appeared in front of Lu Jiaheng wearing a big red petal skirt and a tube top dress, Lu Jiaheng was stunned by her beauty.
He was silent for three seconds, suddenly dropped his head, and gave a soft laugh.
Chuchi was a little nervous and a little anticipating, looking at him with big eyes, like a small pug who was only asking for rewards and praises, waiting for his evaluation.
Lu Jiaheng raised her hand, and her fingertips fell gently on the right side of her eyebrow: "Makeup is too early, and you went to bed in the afternoon secretly? Your eyebrows have been wiped off halfway."
Chuichi: "..."
Hakuchi angrily stepped on him with her eight centimeter high heel.
The venue was chosen at the hotel of Cheng Yi's house. Chuchi and Jiaheng landed at the beginning, and naturally arrived early. Cheng Yi saw her and burst out a thick sentence by the door frame.
He led them upstairs, while staring at Chu Garden intently. He was very indecent and burst out a thick sentence: "No, Sister Garden, I haven't seen you in a long time. What happened to you?"
Hakuchi blinked, and the long false eyelashes posted flickered: "Am I changing a lot?"
"I don't quite describe it," Cheng Yi paused, narrowed his eyes, swept her up and down, and touched her chin mysteriously, "It seems that there is no change in the facial features, the temperament is completely different, it feels like From a little white rabbit to a white rabbit."
Chuichi: "..."
Lu Jiaheng dragged Chu Zhi to hide behind him, blocking his glance, and raised his hand to push his head and pressed out: "OK. Why are you so much nonsense, get out."
He pressed the man out, closed the door and turned.
Cheng Yi prepared a temporary rest room for them, a small suite, large floor-to-ceiling windows, the decoration style is biased towards luxury, European-style furniture and a large dress group gave Churi a illusion, as if she gave her a crown. Can become a princess.
The little prince Lu Jiaheng was looking down at her at this time.
When Cheng Yi just looked at her, Chu Garden didn't feel anything wrong. After being looked up and down by Lu Jiaheng, she suddenly felt a sense of uncomfortableness.
She shrunk a little shyly, with a back, and lowered her eyes: "When will we go down?"
Lu Jiaheng didn't speak.
For a while, he suddenly said nothing, "Cheng Yi is right."
For the first time he was taken aback, raising his head: "Well?"
Others have come over and stood in front of her, sliding her fingertips along her slender neck to her slender shoulders. The collarbone's lines are smooth and beautiful, and down is the chest and thin waist wrapped in a big red dress.
And he has seen the scenery below.
But it seems that nothing is enough.
His fingertips fell over the gully on her chest and stopped at the edge of the tube top of the tube. The voice was low, with the husky magnetism of emotion: "Let's go an hour later?"
I saw him many times this time, and I understood what this person meant in seconds.
She shrank her shoulders, dodged his fingers back, and began to shake her head wildly: "The skirt will be messy, and makeup will also spend."
Lu Jiaheng pursed her lips, narrowed her eyes and looked at her: "Xiao Zhizi, you count yourself and let me eat for another few months."
Hatsui gently pulled the earlobe and his voice was small: "Can you stop thinking about these things every day... You are so busy working, do you still have the energy to do this?"
Lu Jiaheng raised an eyebrow and leaned into her ear to deliberately lower her voice and said badly: "Yes, you have the power and strength to keep it."
Chuichi: "..."
The next second, the first eight centimeters of high heels greeted his upper again.
It was still too early to leave the party. Chuichi slept in Lu Jiaheng's room for half an hour.
By the time she got up, Lu Jiaheng had already gone down. First garden climbed up to relax for a while, and then went to the bathroom to put on makeup, before slowly putting on shoes and going downstairs.
The anniversary party has already started, and the leaders have probably finished speaking. In the banquet hall, Yi Xiangying can see the popular men and women celebrities chatting with champagne.
When Churi walked in, he saw a lot of familiar faces. The waiter next to him came carrying the tray immediately. Churi grabbed a glass of the most beautiful wine, and secretly found a corner by the window and took a sip.
She knew that her wine was bad, and she didn't dare to drink more. She took a sip and tasted it, a bit like sparkling wine mixed with peach and tropical fruits.
After standing for a while, the pink shirt and Xu Zhuo, who hadn't seen in a long time, saw her. The pink shirt was thin around, and the facial features were a lot handsome.
Chuichi sipped his wine while talking to them. Before he could drink a few sips, he looked up and saw a person approaching himself.
A man.
A man dressed in a light-colored dress.
A man in his forties who still looks good and looks handsome and gentle.
The first sip of sparkling wine almost vomited.
Because the man also saw her and was approaching her.
Chuchi cleared his throat, stood upright, and quietly placed the glass in his hand on the side table, pushed it behind the dessert plate and hid it.
The man just walked in front of her.
Chuichi honestly raised his head, looking surprised: "How come you are spicy."
The first father looked very hurt, a very sad and true look: "You told me before that you are going to the company party."
Chuchi responded very quickly. He looked at him decently without blinking his eyes: "Yuema and Jingheng have cooperated before, and now have the intention of long-term cooperation. Of course Jingheng will also invite us on the 50th anniversary.
The father said "Oh" and nodded. It seemed that he had believed it temporarily. After a while, he said again; "I just saw you drinking?"
"No, I won't drink, I'm so good."
In the pink shirt next to them, they listened to this increasingly weird conversation.
What's going on, what is the relationship between these two people, and there is something wrong with the direction of development.
Xu Planning seemed to see raindrops falling on the green grassland of her wise and general manager.
The first father seemed to want to say something, his eyes turned slightly, he paused and turned his head.
Chuichi also turned his head, and then turned pale.
They also turned their heads in pink shirts and turned white.
Mr. Lu, dressed in a light-colored Tang suit, with gray hair, looked energetic, and walked over with his hands on the street.
Lu Jiaheng followed behind him, his eyes met Chuichi, and seeing the first father in front of her, he was also stunned for a moment. It seemed he didn't expect to see him here.
At this time, Grandpa Lu had already come over, his first father greeted him, greeted him very skillfully, and chatted for a while at home.
Grandfather Lu laughed and called his first father "Mr. Chu", who naturally called out "Uncle Lu".
Hello, how is your body, how are you breeding parrots, flowers and plants?
Grandpa Lu has an arrogant personality in his later years. He keeps growing flowers and birds all day long. Basically it is not known that people who are familiar with him will not talk. Some accidents.
Chuchi was stunned. She had never thought that his father and Grandpa Lu knew each other, and she had never even heard the little father mention it.
Standing behind her first father, she looked at the two men quietly and chatted for a while as if they had known each other for many years. Grandpa Lu finally turned his head and looked at her: "Do you know this girl?"
The first father heard the "Ye" word slightly paused: "Know, do you know?"
Grandpa Lu smiled: "It is my grandson's young girlfriend and my future granddaughter-in-law."
The father also smiled: "Then you happen to be coincident, this is my girl."
Grandpa Lu: "..."
Lu Jiaheng: "..."