The fake plug-in of the male supporting role of fast wear

Chapter 359 Don't Want This Brother 1
On the swing under the tree in the Lujia garden, a little girl wearing a princess dress and a garland made of pagoda flowers holds the dangling rope with both hands, raises her head slightly, swings on the swing, and looks at the blooming pagoda tree above her head flower.

It is the season when Sophora japonica is in full bloom, and the snow-white Sophora japonica flowers hang lazily on the branches one after another.

The breeze blows up the girl's skirt and hair, the air is filled with a faint fragrance, and then lingers with the breeze, around the tip of the nose, lifts the girl's hair, and plays between the girl's skirt trouble.

"Miss, the young master is back." The butler couldn't bear to break such a beautiful scene, but he spoke.

The girl sitting on the swing froze for a moment, then stopped the swing with her feet, tilted her head and looked at the person in front of her, and only after a while did she softly reply "Oh."

"The young master is in the living room, won't Miss go and have a look?" the butler asked softly, for fear of scaring the little fairy on the swing.

"I won't go." The girl's soft voice was gentle, and she looked soft and cute.

"But..." The housekeeper was a little embarrassed.

The girl tilted her head slightly, holding the dangling rope with both hands, her feet were placed on the ground upright, the wreath on her head was also tilted slightly with her movements outside, the corner of her mouth was stained with a soft and sweet smile, and she looked up slightly. Looking at the butler, "Did Dad ask you to come?"

The butler nodded.

The girl just stood up from the swing, a five-year-old child, a tiny one, only reaching the butler's waist.

The butler looked kindly, stood aside respectfully, and reached out to hold the girl's hand.

The girl let the housekeeper lead her and walked slowly towards the villa.

……

In the villa, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes sat on the sofa and looked at the young man opposite him carefully.

"Why are you coming back?"

Lu Yuchen frowned slightly, and there was a cold smile that didn't belong to this age on his young and immature face, his lips were slightly hooked, the smile didn't reach his eyes, "Come back to attend my sister's funeral."

The man frowned, "She's not your own sister, your sister's name is Lu Jiu."

Lu Yuchen still had a faint smile on his lips, "But she was brought up by me."

Lu Yao frowned, his eyes were filled with disapproval, but he still said, "It's up to you."

"Also, I only have one younger sister, Lu Yufei." Lu Yuchen curled his lips slightly, with a hint of coldness between his brows.

Lu Yao frowned, and was about to speak, when he saw the girl who was being led and standing at the door. The wreath on the girl's head had not been taken off yet, and off-white Sophora japonica flowers were embedded in the dark green branches and leaves, placed on the girl's jet-black top of hair.

The neat bangs under the wreath were gently placed on the forehead, a pair of clear and clean big eyes were slightly closed, the corners of the upturned mouth were slowly lowered, and the light in the eyes dimmed suddenly when they heard Lu Yuchen's words.

Seeing Lu Yao staring at the door, Lu Yuchen also turned his gaze to the door.

Turning his head, he saw a white and tender little girl, led by the housekeeper, with a wreath on her head like a little fairy.

It's just that her clear eyes were full of disappointment, like a drizzle suddenly falling in the bright spring.

Seeing Lu Yuchen looking at her, the girl forced a smile, then looked at Lu Yao, "Dad, did you call me?"

"Well, is anyone obedient at home today?" Lu Yao's eyes were full of tenderness, and he beckoned to Lu Jiu.

Lu Jiu answered obediently, "Yes." Then, walking slowly on his short legs, he walked in front of Lu Yao.

Lu Yao reached out and rubbed Lu Jiu's head, "What did you do at home today?"

(End of this chapter)