In the end, the man still pulled his sharp thin lips, leaned on the seat, and let out a mocking "heh".
Just one word, full of sarcasm.
Lu Li: "..."
Fortunately, Song Qingwan was not in the same car with them, otherwise, seeing Lu Junhan's inhumane scene, he might have the desire to kill him!
…
Song Qingwan's car arrived at the old house one step ahead of them.
The Lu family's old house occupies a particularly large area.
The villa is located in the eastern outskirts of the city, with European aristocratic style, looking from afar, it looks like a royal palace.
There is a large area of lawns around, and there are many artificial lakes in the yard, all created by the old man.
When one big and one small got out of the car, Song Qingwan and her assistant were already waiting for them in the yard.
Song Qingwan's face is indeed very pale right now, without the slightest trace of blood, but her makeup is very bright.
Wearing a long black gauze skirt, the skirt reaches to the ankle, standing there with a straight figure, like a tall goddess, it is impossible to tell that she is now in her forties.
When the two came over, Song Qingwan glanced at them.
Lu Junhan's extremely handsome face was as cold and expressionless as ever. In comparison, the little girl looked a little sullen.
Song Qingwan was stunned for a moment. She bent down and touched the little girl's head with her hand. Her usually cold voice was very gentle now:
"Why do you look unhappy? Did someone bully you? You tell auntie! Auntie beat him for you!"
The little girl was holding a big bag of toffee in her arms, and her bright red face was bulging, as if she was holding something in her mouth. Hearing what she said, her white and tender little hand swished, pointing at the man next to her, Open your mouth, your mouth is full of the milky taste of toffee:
"Daddy won't give me candy," she clenched her fist angrily, and began to complain: "He also called me a pig!"
Lu Junhan: "???"
really.
Song Qingwan's eyes changed instantly, she looked at Lu Junhan with displeasure, and said coldly:
"You are too much! Lili is your daughter after all, how can you scold her like this? Isn't scolding her scolding yourself!"
Lu Junhan: "..."
This little complainant, just wait for him!
After finishing speaking, Song Qingwan immediately changed her face again, and lowered her head gently to coax the little girl: "It's okay, it's okay, even if we Lili are pigs, they are also the most beautiful little pigs!"
The little girl was really happy again, her black eyes sparkled, and then, she grabbed a handful of candy from the bag and gave it to Song Qingwan, the little milk said crisply:
"Auntie, eat candy!"
Song Qingwan looked at her cute and caring appearance, her heart softened in a mess, "Okay, auntie eats, auntie eats when she returns home."
As he spoke, he put the toffee into his pocket.
Little Lolita was even happier when she saw that she had accepted it. She had long since forgotten what happened before, and grabbed another handful, eager to share, and gave it to her father, her delicate little face turned upside down tenderly:
"Dad, eat Tangtang! This Tangtang is delicious!"
"Don't eat."
The man didn't even look at it, he turned his head coldly, and refused very simply.
He never liked to eat such sweet and frightening things.
"Father..." The little girl's mood was visibly depressed. With her long eyelashes hanging down, she lowered her head and said sullenly, "This is really delicious, I won't lie to you..."
She ate several of them.
"It's really delicious..."
As the little girl spoke, her eye sockets turned red, and the voice of the little milk was choked with sobs, and her dark eyes were even more watery: "...Dad, do you not like me?"
"… No."
"You don't even eat my candy!" Little Lolita burst into tears: "You just don't like me! You despise me, woo~"
The man frowned, with a cold expression: "Shut up! Try crying again!"
"Woo~"
"..."
The little girl raised her hand and rubbed her eyes: "Wow~"
"..."
"Woo-"
"Shut up! Give me sugar!"
…
In the living room, the old man was already sitting there.
The old man is nearly eighty years old. He trained in the army when he was young, and he did not forget to exercise all the time when he was old. Now his body is very strong and he does not look old.
He sat on the sofa with a straight back, gray temples, and a cold-blooded seriousness on his old face.