Chapter 42

The next day, when the sky was getting brighter, Lu Qinghe's quilt was lifted.

The cool breath gave her a sense of sobriety. Looking at the mother with her hands on her waist and her face full of anger, she instantly sobered up.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? It seems that what happened last night didn't teach you a lesson, so you didn't get up early to go to work." Third Aunt Lu became angry when she saw her daughter who was not up to date.

Looking at Lu Nanzhi again, she even thought how wonderful it would be for her daughter to be Lu Nanzhi, so that they would not have to worry about food and clothing.

"Mother, it's too early, it's not yet dawn, and..." Lu Qinghe swallowed the rest of the words in the eyes of his mother's anger. He didn't dare to say anything more, and hurriedly got up and got out of bed.

When Lu Nanzhi got up to wash up, Lu Qinghe was already waiting at the door of Grandma Lu's room.

Lu Nanzhi couldn't help laughing out at the attentive appearance.

Lu Nanzhi started to get busy. She was developing a new rouge and debugging. She left early and returned late every day. Shen Lanze didn't know what she was busy with, and she also saw no one every day.

Xu Beiting finally couldn't help but asked Lu Qinghe: "Miss Lu, why are you and Aunt Lu the only ones here these days?"

"You want to ask what your cousin is doing?" Lu Qinghe Lu Qinghe smiled slightly, with a look of displeasure flashing across his eyes.

Xu Beiting nodded, Lu Qinghe slightly pursed his lips, and said, "Cousin, lately I always go out early and come back late with Young Master Shen, I don't know what the two of you are busy with."

Hearing these words in Xu Beiting's ears, he suddenly felt very strange, a lonely man and a widow, who went out early and returned late every day, no matter how he heard these words, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Mr. Xu, don't think too much. Shen Lanze is just a slave. Our Lu family thought he was pitiful, so we kindly bought him." Lu Qinghe continued to explain, with a faint look of contempt on his face, as if he was looking at Shen Lanze. Extremely contemptuous.

A strange look flashed in Xu Beiting's eyes, and he pretended to ask unintentionally: "Then what is the identity of Mr. Shen? His temperament doesn't look like an ordinary slave."

"I heard that he seems to be the grandson of Shen Taifu. He was once the proud son of the capital, but he was not reduced to a slave in the end." Lu Qinghe was angry with Shen Lanze in his heart, angry that he didn't know good people at the beginning, angry that he chose Lu Nanzhi instead of himself .

"So that's how it is..." Xu Beiting nodded thoughtfully.

Lu Nanzhi didn't know all this, and was immersed in his own world at this time.

Her fingers gently covered the white jade box, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

"Squeak..." The door of the room was opened suddenly, and then Shen Lanze walked in. His eyes fell on Lu Nanzhi next to the table, and a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes.

Although he has been with Lu Nanzhi for a long time, this is the first time she has seen her look so serious.

The Lu Nanzhi deep in his memory was gentle and quiet, petite and exquisite, but now it gave him a completely different feeling.

She was wearing a pink dress with a plum blossom pattern embroidered with silver thread on her waist, and her black hair was simply tied up, making her look elegant and dignified.

This kind of elegance and nobility, completely opposite to her usual style, made him a little dazed.

"Lan Ze, you're back!" Lu Nanzhi raised his eyes to look at him, the corners of his brows and eyes were filled with joy.

She picked up the white jade box on the table, brought it to Shen Lanze like a treasure, and said, "I finally developed a new rouge, which has two colors."

She never thought that one day she would be in the rouge business and could develop various rouge powders by herself. This taste of success made Lu Nanzhi happy.

She handed the white jade box in front of Shen Lanze, and said with a smile: "Look, how about this rouge?"

Shen Lanze took the box, opened it and smelled it, and nodded with satisfaction, "Well, it's refreshing, not bad, very good."

Hearing this, Lu Nanzhi became even happier, and hurriedly urged: "Since you like it, try it quickly."

She couldn't wait to see how he would look with this rouge on.

I thought I would have to persuade him with good words, after all, men are generally somewhat resistant to such things.

Who knows that Shen Lanze didn't refuse, he opened the box directly, rubbed his thumb on the surface of the rouge, and then gently applied it on his right cheek.

Lu Nanzhi took a closer look and found that his right cheek was indeed much more tender than the left, and because his skin was already fair, even with a little makeup, it still couldn't conceal his handsome appearance.

Surprise appeared in Lu Nanzhi's eyes, and he exclaimed, "It's really beautiful, even better than my paintings."

The corner of Shen Lanze's mouth raised slightly, "It's true."

The joy in Lu Nanzhi's heart was even greater, as if he had found something to do all of a sudden, he excitedly pulled Shen Lanze to discuss the process of making her rouge.

"By the way, Lan Ze, how old are you?" She suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"Sixteen." Shen Lanze replied.

Lu Nanzhi was stunned for a moment, then said, "You are already sixteen? If your parents are still alive, it's time to urge you to get married."

Shen Lanze's face changed when he heard the words, a look of sadness flashed across his eyes, and he said, "If everything is fine at home, I..."

"I'm sorry, I didn't bring this up on purpose. I just feel that I don't know how old you are after we've been together for so long." Seeing the depressed person, Lu Nanzhi explained clumsily.

Shen Lanze smiled and said: "It's okay, these things are over, even if you don't mention them, someone will often mention them in the future, I have to get used to it."

Lu Nanzhi didn't know how to comfort him, so he changed the subject immediately.

They bought this yard with private money. Although the yard is not very big, there are only three wing rooms, one side room, and a small kitchen, which has satisfied the two of them.

This place has also become the secret base of the two. Lu Nanzhi's rouge is also developed here. Shen Lanze reads some books that she can't understand every day, and often draws pictures.

It's just that Lu Nanzhi has never seen what he draws, and he doesn't know what he draws every day.

They came here every day when they went out early and returned late. They were all busy with their own affairs without disturbing each other, and occasionally sat together for a meal.

The rouge shop made the Lu family a lot of money again, which made Grandma Lu very happy, so she specially asked Aunt Lu to buy some at the Jingcheng restaurant to celebrate.

When eating that night, Lu Qinghe suddenly put down his chopsticks and said, "Grandma, my cousin has been busy with the rouge business recently, and my uncle and I are managing the shop, why don't you let me take care of the rouge shop in the future? Cousin can also spare time to do other things."

Lu Qinghe watched the money pouring into the Rouge Shop, and his jealous eyes were about to burst into flames. It would be great if this shop could be owned by Sanfang.

Uncle Lu and Aunt Lu fully agreed, and Aunt Lu hurriedly echoed: "Yes, mother, why don't we hand over this shop to Sanfang to manage it, just to give Qinghe a chance to exercise."

"It's mother, Qinghe is not young anymore, it's time to help the family." Uncle Lu also said with a smile.

Everyone's eyes fell on Grandma Lu, waiting for Grandma Lu's answer.

(End of this chapter)

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