Even though he was only wearing simple casual clothes today, his whole body was filled with the coercion of a superior who is used to giving orders.
Song Qingwan has always been afraid of the old man.
Not only because the old man's methods are too cruel, but also because he is too cold-blooded and ruthless, making people fearful, but also because she is not the old man's own.
So every time she saw the old man, she couldn't get close to him.
She faced the old man like a subordinate facing a leader. If the old man said one thing, she would never dare to say another.
Song Qingwan was brought into the Lu family by her elder brother, Lu Junhan's father, Lu Qidong.
Lu Qidong was ten years old that year. He went to the amusement park and met Song Qingwan who was abandoned by his parents by chance. At that time, Song Qingwan was only five years old. Without her parents, she couldn't survive at all.
My brother couldn't bear it, so he asked the old man to adopt her.
The old man is patriarchal, and she is not his own, so the old man looks down on her even more.
If her brother hadn't been begging the old man all the time, she might not have been able to enter the Lu family, and would have died outside long ago.
So, when she heard that her elder brother died in a car accident, Song Qingwan gave up her studies abroad, relearned business, and raised her elder brother's children by herself without even thinking about it.
When she was young, the old man looked down on her, and occasionally said a few words to her in a cold, without any emotion, like a cold poisonous snake.
She was afraid of the old man to death. Except for her elder brother, there should be no child who would not be afraid of such a ruthless man.
In short, when she saw the old man, she was like a mouse seeing a cat, hiding as much as she could.
Fortunately, the old man didn't want to see her, and he didn't spend much time at home. After all, he lived in peace for more than ten years.
When she grew up, she moved out and communicated less with the old man, but the majestic and cold image of the old man was still engraved in her heart.
The old man has a stubborn mind, he is patriarchal above all, and has no good looks towards girls. This Song Qingwan has a deep understanding!
So, when she came to the old house this time, and heard that the old man asked Lili to come over by name, Song Qingwan was very flustered.
Song Qingwan knew that the little girl was courageous, so before she came in, she told the little girl a lot, telling her not to talk nonsense later, so as not to make her grandfather angry.
The little girl nodded ignorantly.
Seeing her like this, Song Qingwan sighed, didn't say any more, and only let Lu Junhan walk in front.
After all, this brat Lu Junhan is not afraid of the old man, so it's best to use him as a shield.
Then, she pulled the little girl and walked slowly behind.
"What's in your mouth?"
The old man's eyes were very sharp, and he could tell at a glance that Lu Junhan had something in his mouth.
Lu Junhan sat down on the sofa, his expression unchanged: "Sugar."
As soon as he spoke, there was a lovely smell of milk in the air.
The man couldn't help frowning.
The old man's eyebrows were heavy, and his old voice was full of anger and anger: "Hurry up and throw up at me! What kind of words are you talking like that!"
As expected, the old man was still so old-fashioned and feudal, and his voice was like thunder. Song Qingwan was so frightened that she straightened her back, and looked at the little girl next to her in a panic.
The little girl didn't have any fear on her face, she just opened her big eyes and looked at the old man curiously, obviously wanting to see her father's father's father, anyway, how many fathers are like.
Seeing this, Song Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hey, tell me about you, Jun Han came back after so much effort, why are you yelling at people again?"
At this moment, Liu Huilan came out of the kitchen with a plate of fruit.
When passing by Song Qingwan and Lu Li, he didn't even look at them, as if they didn't exist, he put the fruit plate on the coffee table, raised his head and smiled kindly at Lu Junhan:
"Jun Han, don't look at your grandfather being so strict with you, he actually cares about you."
When Song Qingwan saw that it was her, her expression turned cold.