Lu Xia opened her mouth and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lu Ziming, "What can she do, let's go on a date."
Lu Ziming sneered, walked to the living room with a carefree look, and sat lazily on the sofa.
"A date? What date?" Father Lu sat up straight, and the smile on his face seemed to disappear instantly. He squinted his eyes and looked at his daughter.
Regarding Lu Ziming's words, the displeasure in Lu Xia's eyes flashed away, and she hurriedly explained: "No, I just had dinner with my friends, so I came back a bit late."
Lu's father never liked her wasting time in useless places. The reason why he was kind to her was because she gave him face outside.
"Hey, it's my boyfriend." Lu Ziming smiled half a smile, then raised his eyebrows, and added: "I saw it upstairs just now."
Hearing this, Lu Xia looked at Lu Ziming with a cold expression, "Don't talk nonsense in front of Dad, he is not a boyfriend at all, he is just my big brother who lived in the Huo family before, Huo Yanxi."
"Heh, it's not a kiss anyway, who knows." Lu Ziming said without holding back.
Lu Xia's face was ugly, but because Lu's father was here, she couldn't turn against Lu Ziming on the spot, so she said angrily, "You are my own brother, so is it necessary for you to speak so harshly?"
Lu Ziming snorted softly, lay on his back on the sofa, and put his feet directly on the back of the sofa, "Don't, I don't have a sister like you, think about how you looked down on the Huo family when you came back. As for the attitude of the family, why did they suddenly treat that family as a treasure in the past six months, tsk tsk, Sichuan opera is not as good as you in changing faces."
Lu Xia's expression froze.
"Okay, Lu Ziming, why did you talk to your sister?" Father Lu glanced at his younger son, although there was reproach in his words, the tone was not serious at all.
Lu Ziming pursed his lips. After all, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Lu's father, so he didn't continue talking.
Father Lu's eyes fell on Lu Xia again, his eyes were already bright with a little displeasure, "You are very close to people from your adoptive parents' family?"
Lu Xiachui squeezed the hand beside her, and said in a calm voice: "No, I usually go to the studio to train besides studying, so I just contact occasionally, have a meal, nothing else."
Hearing this, Father Lu looked away and cleared his voice, "It's understandable to think about the kindness of your adoptive parents for many years of upbringing. Dad can understand, but some people, it's better to have less contact with them. It won't help you. Xia Xia, do you understand what Dad means?"
Lu Xia's eyes drooped slightly, she restrained her expression, hummed lightly, and then said, "Then Dad, I'll go back to my room first, read a book, and prepare for the next competition."
Following her words, Lu Ziming snorted again.
Lu Xia heard it, but ignored him.
Father Lu heard his daughter mention the competition, and then he remembered something, "By the way, after school tomorrow afternoon, you should go to the Municipal Cultural Association in person. Your Uncle Xue has prepared a review about the competition for you. Information, sweeten your mouth when the time comes."
Lu Xia froze for a moment, "Uncle Xue?"
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, you, Uncle Xue, are the chairman of the Municipal Cultural Association." Father Lu explained.
Hearing this, Lu Xia's eyes widened, and an unconcealable ecstasy appeared on his face, "Thank you, Dad!"
(end of this chapter)