Lu Xiuche picked up his schoolbag and walked straight across the road to the east.
Lu Xiangdong was stunned. He stood there until Lu Xiuche had gone far away. Then he woke up. He quickly chased after him. There was no trace of Lu Xiuche outside.
Before coming back, he was well prepared, because he thought that his son would definitely have a fight with him as soon as he saw him, but unexpectedly, he thought too much. There was no quarrel, no questioning, and he was too calm. His son Just left.
This is so inconsistent with his son's temper.
He quickly asked the maid at home, "Today, the final exam?"
The maid lowered her head, covering up the reproach in her eyes, and said: "Yes, today's final exam, the young master will study very late every day during this period. Although he came back late the night before yesterday, he still studied until 12 o'clock, and the lights were turned off. No matter how late I go to bed every day, I always wake up early to study English."
Everyone saw Lu Xiuche's earth-shaking changes, whether it was his teachers, classmates, or the maids and bodyguards at home, but his father was the only one who didn't know.
Lu Xiangdong suddenly felt hot on his face, as if someone had slapped him in the face. He knew that his son had begun to learn, but he didn't expect that he... would work so hard, this...
Especially when the maid said the night before yesterday... wasn't it the night he had a fight with Zhuang Shu? He originally said he was coming back, but he must have fallen asleep when he came back, so he simply didn't come back. The same happened yesterday... because something happened over there. , he didn’t come back either, thinking that it would be nothing to come back a day late anyway.
However, Lu Xiangdong felt as if he was choking on a stone and felt a little uncomfortable.
The way Lu Xiuche looked at him and the tone of his words just now shocked him. His son seemed to have changed a lot, not just a little, but a lot!
When the son saw him coming back, there was no change in his eyes.
Lu Xiangdong suddenly panicked. Son, why do you feel... to him...
He shook his head, forget it, don't think about it too much, he is his son after all, just go home and spend time with him in the future.
Today, his son had his final exam. At noon, he had to have lunch with him no matter what, and he had to stay with him at home in the evening. He hadn't sat down to eat with his son for a long time.
But before long, Lu Xiangdong's cell phone rang. He took a look at the call, hesitated, and finally answered it.
I don't know what was said on the phone, but a flash of struggle flashed across Lu Xiangdong's face, and finally he said: "Don't worry, I'll go over now."
The maid secretly shook her head and sighed...
Lu Xiangdong said to the maid: "You take good care of the young master at home, and I will go out."
The maid mustered up her courage and said, "Sir... I... have something to say that I shouldn't say to you... to the young master..."
Lu Xiangdong was in a hurry to leave, and had no time to listen to what the maid said. He said: "I have something urgent, so I'll leave first. You guys can make more of the young master's favorite food at noon. I'll try to come back and have lunch with him at noon."
"gentlemen… "
The maid watched Lu Xiangdong leave, but she still didn't say what she wanted to say.
She curled her lips and said, "What kind of home is this? It's worse than a hotel. A son like this doesn't come back for ten and a half days. Is there any father like this?"
However, the maid only dared to say this to herself and did not dare to say it in front of Lu Xiangdong.
A maid ran over to her and said, "Speaking of which, Master, he is really pitiful. He has been without a mother since he was a child, and his father doesn't care about anything at all."