It is said that ten-year-old children are the most unruly and unpleasant age. Lu Jiayi seems to have no such problem at all.
Lu Jiaheng didn't know when he would come back. There was nothing to eat at his house, and Chu Zhi couldn't cook. After thinking about it, he brought Lu Jiayi home.
In the kitchen, the first father and Ms. Deng ended today's daily battle, and they were cooking dinner in love with each other. Ms. Deng came to help her open the door. Just as she was about to speak, she saw a dark little head leaking out from behind her.
Lu Jiayi hid behind Chu Zhi, only showing half of his face, and his black eyes looked at her brightly, blinking.
Ms. Deng looked down at him and blinked.
Chu Zhi watched the two of them look at each other, and before she had time to speak, she saw Ms. Deng glanced at the room with a look of horror, and then mysteriously pulled Chu Zhi out of the door, stretched out her finger, shaking Shaking pointing to Lu Jiayi: "Chu Chu Chu Zhi, you explained it to me clearly, this this child—" Ms. Deng turned pale and lowered her voice, "Chu Zhi, tell me the truth, you and the little boy When did Lu meet you?"
"University," Chu Zhi didn't react a bit, and lowered his head, looking at the little boy with a smile: "I saw him as a little bun when he was a child, but when he grows up, he looks a lot like his brother, except for his eyes. "
The little boy looked at her with big round eyes. It seemed that he laughed with Lu Jiaheng because he said that. He looked very happy and showed a shy smile.
Ms. Deng looked a little frightened: "His eyes look exactly like yours."
Chu Zhi thought for a while, "I don't remember what his mother looked like, I've only met him once."
Moreover, it was under such a special circumstance that Chuzhi didn't even notice what the woman who came up to beat someone looked like.
Ms. Deng let out a long breath.
Chu Zhi and led Lu Jiayi into the room, Chu's father just turned around with a big spoon, the braised pork in the big spoon was on a plate, and when he looked up, he saw the child led by Chu Zhi, his hand shook, The spoon almost fell off.
The next second, Chufu roared loudly: "Chuzhi—?!"
Ms. Deng walked over quickly: "This little Lu is his younger brother."
Chufa's voice frightened Lu Jiayi, his head slammed and hid behind Chuzhi again. He was curious, surreptitiously watched, and met Chufa's fierce gaze.
Lu Jiayi looked at him blankly, blinked his dark eyes, and nodded obediently at him: "Hello, uncle."
The first father was cute.
The first father was caught off guard.
The big horse spoon in Chufa's hand was put down, his expression stiffened, and he pursed his lips: "What are you doing with her brother?"
Chu Zhi also blinked, and two little people, one big and one small, looked at him: "bring it back for you to play with, I think you will like him."
The first father snorted coldly, "What do I like? Don't come with me to follow these crooked ways! You have learned badly with that kid now."
Half an hour later, Lu Jiayi was sitting at the dining table. The table was full of dishes. The first father put the braised pork and the sweet and sour pork ribs in front of the children. He went back to the kitchen, worked for a while, and came out with a plate.
When I first saw it, I saw a shredded apple.
Ms. Deng was happy: "Chu Yunfei, your daughter doesn't like to eat this after she goes to high school."
The first father didn't say anything, and put the plate in front of the children.
Lu Jiayi held his chopsticks and ate obediently. He didn't talk much in a quiet manner. He ate cleanly and politely. Looking at the plate of shredded apples, he carefully stretched out his chopsticks to clamp it.
The light brown transparent syrup was wrapped around the apple, sandwiched it together and pulled out the silk, which became longer and longer. Lu Jiayi's eyes widened, and his arms were raised until Lao Gao didn't finish pulling the silk.
The children were slow to eat. Chu Zhi and Ms. Deng both finished eating and left. The first father hadn't left, so they sat at the dining table and chatted with him. At first, they were stern, but later I don't know what method the children used to kill the first father. Amusing and smiling, the face that had been gloomy for a few days finally turned clear.
After dinner, Lu Jiaheng came to pick up someone, and his first father stood at the door staring at him for a long time, and suddenly asked, "When will you come again?"
Chuzhi: "..."
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 and said dryly, "Brother..."
"What are you doing?"
"Mom is going to take me away. She lost her temper today and smashed everything in the house. Is she crazy..." Lu Jiayi blushed and raised her head again, with tears in her big eyes, "Brother, I don't want to leave, she said she is going to divorce her father, will I have no father in the future? Will my father not want me?"
Lu Jiaheng didn't speak.
He leaned over slightly, pulled him by his wrist, and led him upstairs.
When he walked to the door, he opened the door and called him lightly, "Lu Jiayi."
The boy raised his head.
Lu Jiaheng looked down at him, the corners of his lips drooped, and looked at him expressionlessly: "Don't be afraid,"
He turned his eyes away, pushed the door and went in: "Don't be afraid, you have a brother here."
When Lu Jiaheng took Lu Jiayi back to Lu's house, Jiang Ruan was packing.
She looked completely worthy of her son's description of "going crazy", the delicacy of the past no longer existed, the long hair was messy, and the huge house was empty and looked a lot empty.
She walked back and forth in a godly way, there were four or five large boxes at the door, and when she saw Lu Jiayi, she rushed over like crazy.
"Yiyi!!!"
Jiang Ruan shouted and saw Lu Jiaheng walking in behind Lu Jiayi.
She stopped abruptly.
Across the bright large living room, Lu Jiaheng looked at her quietly.
Jiang Ruan was stunned for a moment, her expression became hysterical, her eyes were bloodshot: "Lu Jiayi!! Go upstairs!!!"
Lu Jiayi stood beside him and shrank, not moving.
She screamed: "Go up! You go upstairs for me now!!"
The boy turned around and looked at Lu Jiaheng.
He didn't speak, looked down, 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 stole my home, my husband, and now you have to stole my son..."
"I have nothing now, I have nothing, you still want to take my son, Lu Jiaheng, why are you so cruel to me?"
Lu Jiaheng didn't speak for a while, just looked at her like that and suddenly smiled.
"Are you kidding me?" He turned his head sideways, his eyes seemed to be looking at some mysterious and unfamiliar creature, "I thought you just didn't know what shame is, but I didn't expect you to be really not, you don't have one at all."
Lu Jiaheng raised his chin slightly, and looked at her with a vacant look: "Don't be so assertive, you are the one who stole things."
Jiang Ruan met his gaze, and hurriedly moved away as if he had been scalded by something: "What are you talking about... I really like him, I didn't steal anything..."
Lu Jiaheng raised his eyebrows: "When something happened to Lu Hongsheng, you were so eager to find a home. Your sincerity is really creepy."
Jiang Ruan's lips turned white and trembled: "Then what do you want me to do... What can I do, Lu Hongsheng has nothing now, he even owns the house, and now something like this happened—" She raised her eyes , smiled self-deprecatingly, "Will you give us mother and son a way out?"
Lu Jiaheng raised his lips: "I didn't expect you to take Lu Jiayi away. After all, it's better for you to find a home alone."
Jiang Ruan looked at him blankly: "I'm in my thirties this year. I've been with Lu Hongsheng for ten years, for ten years, how can there be—"
- How can there be such a good next home.
Lu Jiaheng sneered.
This woman has been supported by others at home for ten years. Now that something has happened, the first thing she thinks about is not how to support her son, but that she can't find another man who is willing to support her.
Lu Jiaheng snorted and said softly, "You're useless."
Jiang Ruan didn't hear it, her expression was still a little dazed
He looked down at her, his lips drooped down, and his expression was calm: "You can go wherever you want, I don't care about you, but Lu Jiayi's surname is Lu, the old man can't let you take him away."
Jiang Ruan looked at him in a trance, digested his words slowly, and opened his eyes slightly: "No—Jiayi is my son, my child... What am I going to do without him..." She suddenly reacted, 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 lightly: "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 was, and what his mother was really like—" He He smiled, "Do you dare to let him know?"
Jiang Ruan dared not.
She didn't dare to let her son know that she was an illegitimate child, and she didn't dare to imagine how he would react to her in the future when he knew this.
She hopes that she will always be a respectable person and the most gentle and beautiful mother in her son's mind.
Three days later, Lu Jiayi appeared at the door of Lu Jiaheng's house again.
When he opened the door, the boy hugged him sobbing.
Jiang Ruan left.
Lu Jiayi stood at the door of his house, hugging his waist, his eyes were red and swollen: "Brother, I actually know how I was born, and I also know why you hate me. I heard my father and mother quarrel once. I'm sorry. "I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry..."
The boy sobbed, his voice hoarse, and 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 the Linshi Development Zone. At the end of the month, at the 50th anniversary party of Jingheng Group, Chu Zhi was dragged by Lu Jiaheng in the name of his family to attend.
When told that Mr. Lu would also be there, Chu Zhi fell into an unprecedented nervousness.
The last time I saw Mr. Lu was a few years ago.
The old man dragged her into the study, looked at her carefully for a long time, and let him go without saying a word.
Chu Zhi didn't know if he was qualified at that time.
Thinking about it now, she was dumb and could not speak, and her mouth was not sweet, so she just stared at the old man with big eyes and small eyes.
Chu Zhi wanted to cry but had no tears, and felt that it was her first appearance after a few years that she should have performed well.
That morning, she anxiously made a dozen bombing calls to Lin Tong, followed her anxiously for hair and beauty treatments, and a stylist who was said to have returned from Milan gave her a look at the graduation ceremony. I don't know how many times the makeup is exquisite.
Although Chuzhi looked in the mirror and felt that nothing had changed.
Then, just like in fairy tales and TV dramas, when Zhi appeared in front of Lu Jiaheng in a big red petaled skirt with a tube top and a long skirt, Lu Jiaheng was stunned by her beauty.
He was silent for three seconds, then suddenly bowed his head and smiled softly.
Chu Zhi was a little nervous and a little looking forward to it, looking at him with big eyes, like a little pug who only asks for rewards and compliments, eagerly waiting for his evaluation.
Lu Jiaheng raised her hand, and her fingertips gently landed on the end of her right eyebrow: "Is it too early to put on makeup? Did you sleep secretly in the afternoon? Half of your eyebrows were rubbed off by you."
Chuzhi: "..."
Chu Zhi angrily stomped on him with her eight-centimeter high heel.
The venue was selected at Cheng Yi's hotel. Chu Zhi went with Lu Jiaheng, so naturally they arrived early. As soon as Cheng Yi saw her, he clawed at the door frame and burst out.
As he led them upstairs, he stared at Chu Zhi intently, and said indecently, "No, sister Zhi, I haven't seen you for a long time, what happened to you?"
Chu Zhi blinked, and the long false eyelashes that she had pasted flashed: "Have I changed a lot?"
"I can't describe it very well," Cheng Yi paused, narrowed his eyes, swept her up and down, touched her chin mysteriously, "The facial features seem to have not changed, but the temperament is completely different, it feels like From a little white rabbit, to a white rabbit spirit."
Chuzhi: "..."
Lu Jiaheng pulled Chu Zhi to hide behind him, blocking his glance. By the way, he raised his hand and pushed his head out: "Okay. You're so much nonsense, get out."
He pushed the person out, closed the door and turned around.
Cheng Yi prepared a room for them to rest temporarily, a large suite, large floor-to-ceiling windows, and a luxurious decoration style. The European-style furniture and the large dress group made Chuzhi feel an illusion, as if adding a crown to her would be the real thing. Can become a princess.
And little Prince Lu Jiaheng was looking down at her at this moment.
When Cheng Yi just looked at her, Chu Zhi didn't think there was anything wrong, but when Lu Jiaheng looked up and down like this, she suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling.
She shrank back a little shyly, folded her back, and lowered her eyes: "When are we going down?"
Lu Jiaheng didn't speak.
After a long while, he suddenly said without end, "Cheng Yi is right."
Chu Zhi was stunned for a moment, then raised his head: "Huh?"
The other person had already walked over, standing in front of her, his fingertips slid down his slender neck to his slender shoulders, the line of his collarbone was smooth and beautiful, and down there was the chest and slender waist wrapped in a big red dress.
And he has seen the scenery below.
But nothing seems to be enough.
His fingertips landed on the slippery gully of her chest, and stopped on the edge of the tube top of her skirt. His voice was very low, with a hoarse magnetism when he was emotional: "Are we going down an hour later?"
Chu Zhi had seen him like this many times, and instantly understood what this person meant.
She shrank her shoulders, avoided his fingers, and began to shake her head wildly: "The skirt will be messy, and the makeup will be smudged."
Lu Jiaheng pursed his lips, squinted his eyes slightly and looked at her: "Little Gardenia, do your own calculations and you've let me fast for a few more months."
Chu Zhi gently tugged at her earlobe and said in a small voice, "Can you stop thinking about these things every day... You are so busy with work, do you still have the energy to do this?"
Lu Jiaheng raised his eyebrows, put his voice close to her ear and said in a low voice, "Yes, I'll keep your energy and strength for you."
Chuzhi: "..."
The next second, Chu Zhi's eight-centimeter high-heeled shoes greeted him on the upper again.
It was still early before the party started, Chu Zhi slept in Lu Jiaheng's room for half an hour.
When she got up, Lu Jiaheng had already gone down. Chuzhi got up and slowed down for a while, then ran to the bathroom to put on makeup before slowly putting on her shoes and going downstairs.
The anniversary party has already started, and the leaders have probably finished speaking. In the banquet hall, with fragrant clothes on the temples, you can see popular male and female stars chatting with champagne.
Chuzhi walked in and saw many familiar faces. The waiter immediately came over with a tray. Chuzhi grabbed a glass of the most beautiful wine, secretly found a corner by the window, and took a sip.
Knowing that her wine was bad, she didn't dare to drink too much, so she only took a sip to taste it, a bit like sparkling wine with peaches mixed with tropical fruits.
After standing for a while, the pink shirt and Xu Jiu, who had not seen her for a long time, saw her, the pink shirt lost a lot of weight, and her facial features were much more handsome. They happily ran over to reminisce with him, followed by Ye Kangning.
Chuzhi took a sip of wine while talking to them, and before he had time to take a few sips, when he looked up, he saw a man walking towards him.
a man.
A man in a light-colored suit.
A handsome and gentle man who looks to be in his forties and is still well maintained.
Chuzhi almost vomited with a sip of sparkling wine.
Because the man also saw her and was walking towards her.
Chuzhi cleared his throat, stood up straight, quietly put the wine glass in his hand on the small table next to him, and pushed it behind the dessert plate to hide it.
The man just walked up to her.
Chuzhi raised his head honestly and looked surprised: "Why are you so hot?"
The first father looked very hurt, with a very sad and real look: "You told me before that you were going to the company's party."
Chu Zhi responded very quickly, looked at him seriously without blinking: "Prancing Horse and Jingheng have cooperated before, and now they have the intention of long-term cooperation. Of course, Jingheng will invite us for the 50th anniversary."
The first father made an "oh" and nodded. It seemed that he believed it temporarily. After a while, he said again, "I just saw you drinking?"
"No, I can't drink, I'm so good."
The pink shirts next to them were a little confused when they heard this increasingly bizarre conversation, and they didn't react for a while, and they didn't interrupt.
What's going on here, what's the relationship between these two people, there's something wrong with the direction of development, hey!
Planning Xu seemed to see raindrops falling on the green grass on the head of her wise general manager.
The first father seemed to want to say something, his eyes turned slightly, he paused, and turned his head.
Chu Zhi also turned her head and turned pale.
The pink shirts also turned their heads and turned white.
Old Man Lu was wearing a light-colored Tang suit and had gray hair, but he looked energetic and walked over as if he was walking the street with his hands behind his back.
Lu Jiaheng followed behind him, his eyes met Chu Zhi, and when he saw the first father in front of her, he was also stunned, as if he didn't expect to see him here.
At this time, the old man Lu had already walked over, and the first father greeted him, greeted him skillfully, and chatted for a while.
Mr. Lu laughed and called his first father "Chu Zong", and his first father called "Uncle Lu" naturally.
Hello, how is your health? How is your parrot? How about the flowers and plants
In his later years, Mr. Lu was arrogant and arrogant, and he kept flowers and birds all day long. Basically, it was well known that people who were not familiar with him would not talk and pay attention, so when he saw him chatting at this time, the folds on his face burst into laughter, and everyone who noticed the movement here Some surprises.
Chu Zhi was stunned. She never thought that his father and Grandpa Lu knew each other, and she never even heard Chu father mention it a little.
She stood behind her first father and watched the two people chatting for a while as if they had known each other for many years. Finally, Mr. Lu turned his head sideways and glanced at her: "You know this girl too?"
The first father paused slightly when he heard the word "also": "I know, you know too?"
Old Man Lu smiled and said, "It's my grandson's little girlfriend and my future granddaughter-in-law."
The first father also smiled: "Then you say it's a coincidence, this is my daughter."
Old Man Lu: "..."
Lu Jiaheng: "..."