Other women just flatter him, or pretend to like him.
Ingratiating him was just a shortcut for them to ingratiate themselves with Lu Yuchen.
Just like Tang Mi, she treats him well on the surface, but actually looks at him like looking at a hen that lays golden eggs.
He was just a tool for them to compete for favor. Although Lu Qilin was young, he could see it very clearly.
But Aunt Xiao Luo is completely different from these women.
When she looked at him, her beautiful peach eyes were full of love.
Even with the old man, her love for him hasn't faded a bit.
It's even rare for her to help herself.
The "oil bottle" that other women avoid, has become a treasure in her eyes.
If she is really just an ordinary woman who has nothing to do with her. Such an approach is totally unreasonable.
Auntie Xiao Luo is really kind. When looking at Youyou, the love in Taohua's eyes is even more than when looking at Lu Yuchen.
It was from that moment that Xiao Lu Qilin suddenly realized.
This woman who made him hug him and didn't want to let go as soon as he saw it, very likely, had a more complicated identity.
"They all said that she looks like my mother, and that she deliberately had plastic surgery to get close to you. But old man, have you ever seen a woman with plastic surgery who has a natural expression like Auntie Luo?"
"Also, I kissed her face before. It's very soft and comfortable. I've even had a water fight with her. She's not afraid of me rubbing her face at all. I can assure you that it's absolutely original."
What the little boy said made the man frown in displeasure.
Just as she was about to warn him not to touch his woman, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the boy's bowed head out of the corner of her eye.
The small head, looking down, looks lonely and lonely.
For a moment, my heart softened.
The man reached out, stroked the top of the boy's head, and rubbed it gently, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Youyou shook her head, "I just thought, why are we both so stupid. We don't know her even though our wife and mother may be right in front of our eyes."
Lu Yuchen: "..."
He's not stupid, he just doesn't have any impression of Tang Xinluo.
But now, like Youyou, he also began to doubt the real identity of the little woman.
"Father..." Youyou looked at him, and it was rare to talk to him in such a tone.
"You said... We don't remember Aunt Xiao Luo, why doesn't she recognize us? Or is it just that we feel wrong? But I think, my feeling is right..."
"So, she doesn't recognize us, is it because she doesn't want me anymore?"
After all, it's a child, no matter how calm and precocious he is usually, but at this time, he can't help being agitated.
Xiao Youyou's usually cold eyes were smudged with layers of moisture.
He was not sure that Aunt Xiao Luo was his mother.
But he believed that his intuition was right.
The way the little boy lowered his head gave Lu Yuchen a rare feeling of wanting to be comforted.
If the little woman is really Tang Xinluo, he thought, he might understand why she didn't want to reveal her identity.
When she left like that back then, whether it was for Youyou or the first personality, Lu Yuchen, she must have been full of guilt.
Thinking of this, the man felt a little distressed.
He frowned and squatted down.
Looking straight at the little boy, "Are you sure that Aunt Xiao Luo is Tang Xinluo?"
Youyou thought for a while, then nodded firmly.
After a few seconds of silence, the man said in a deep voice: "Okay, I see. I will find a chance and take her home for dinner. If she is really Tang Xinluo, what do you think will happen?"