Daddy, Here Is Mommy

"Yiyao, I'm not for myself..."

Jun Lin Chuan seems to have difficulty in saying something, his face is gloomy as ice.

Downstairs, sadness and joy.

Upstairs, full of melancholy.

"Young master, I really offended today. But if your child is still alive, what will he do with all this? "

Lu Yi Yao pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes.

Canthus, is the sadness and desolation that cannot be changed.

As Lu Jinhui said, he was born with too much burden.

Never enjoyed a day of complete father's and mother's love. When he was three months old, his father and mother were incomplete in his world. After that, it is missing.

His words made Jun Linchuan's heart tremble.

Child, is the biggest pain in his life.

"Yi Yao, for the sake of your father's death today, I won't care about you."

Jun Lin Chuan frowned and his voice was much lower.

"Young master, can you obliterate everything if you don't care?"

Lu Yiyao didn't give in, and still refused.

Even if Jun Linchuan is angry, he is not afraid.

He also held a "big gift" in his hand.

It was a "great gift" that shocked Jun Linchuan.

"Yi Yao, this is not the way you talk to me."

Jun Lin Chuan's warm voice overflowed with shallow anger, and his face was just softened, which gradually darkened.

"Young master, I don't know what kind of attitude to talk to you?"

Lu Yi Yao's sharp lips are filled with a smile of indifference and sadness.

Jun Linchuan looked at him and his heart tightened violently.

Although mu Chuhan's death was not directly caused by him. In the end, he means to sneak into the "dark night".

Samsara cause and effect.

He also lost his own child.

"Yi Yao, I'm a little tired. That's all for today's talk."

Jun Linchuan did not want to talk more.

If we talk about it again, we will lose both sides.

He knew that Lu Yiyao was full of hatred for himself. If we continue to talk, we are afraid that our emotions will be out of control. You might as well calm down and talk about it after Lu Jinhui's funeral.

"Good."

Rao is Lu Yi Yao melancholy, but still lightly should a sound. Then get up and stand straight.

On the tea table.

The tea in the teacup is already cold, and the color of tea is becoming more and more dim.

Jun Linchuan got up and tidied up his clothes a little. Step forward, towards the door.

Jun Mo Shang was driven out by him, then went for a walk in the backyard.

The old residence of Lu family is also called Chengyuan.

In the evening sun, the old courtyard is shining in the golden glow.

"Cheng" has another meaning.

That's "through.".

See through but don't tell.

This is the ancient motto of the Lu family.

This family, for hundreds of years, has been attached to the emperor's family and has been working for the royal family.

Until the land wing is far away.

Jun Mo Shang hands into the trouser pocket, black suit through the cold and cold. He is tall and tall, higher than the king Linchuan.

Jun Lin Chuan mellow and elegant.

And he, sharp.

Jun Mo Shang's brain, and rang out the words of Jun Mo yuan.

"Moshang, your elder brother is afraid to be soft hearted when facing the child. You go, don't be soft. "

From the day they fell to the ground, they were doomed to a different life.

Jun Linchuan is the successor of the next "King". Therefore, he should be trained according to the standards of the successor when he urinates.

Regardless of knowledge and accomplishment, or temperament and character.

He, though not bound in this respect, has another plan.

He is Jun Linchuan's most effective assistant, the strongest helper.

Life is destined to be above ten thousand people and one person.

The outside world only thinks that their brothers are at odds, but they don't know that all these are "false images" made by Jun Moyuan.

All of this is to get rid of the dissidents for Jun Linchuan and gain a firm foothold.

In the scene just now, he saw that Jun Linchuan had different feelings for Lu Yiyao. No wonder Jun Moyuan was not at ease.

"Second childe, the eldest son is going back to the hotel."

A subordinate came and bowed.

"So soon, it's over?"

Jun Mo Shang wrinkled his eyebrows, and the ink pupil showed a sharp color.

“……”

My subordinates didn't say anything.

"Go."

Jun Mo Shang glanced at him and strode forward.

Ten minutes later.

Lu Yiyao personally delivers them to the gate.

The men in black were evacuated.Those who came to mourn slowly left.

Gong Nanling stands beside Lu Yiyao, looking at the thin and cold Lu Yi Yao, and calls softly.

"Uncle..."

"Go in..."

Lu Yiyao looks at the moving car and squints.

"Brother in law, you are tired too. Go and have a rest?"

Seeing his cold face covered with a trace of tiredness, Gong Nanling could not help but whisper his concern.

"It's OK."

Lu Yiyao one hand into the trouser pocket, turn around, straight back more cold and lonely.

The sorrow and joy continued.

Those who come to mourn still come and go.

In a funeral, it is the living who are tired.

It's just that people are puzzled. As the eldest son and grandson of the Lu family, Lu Hongzhan and Lu Hengyuan did not appear.

The discussion began.

"It seems that the third young master is in charge of the Lu family now..."

"Don't you know? In fact, the young master of the palace family is the biggest beneficiary. "

"What do you say?"

"On his deathbed, Mr. Lu announced his will in front of all the shareholders. He gave everything to the young master of the palace family. "

"How can san Shao agree?"

"I don't know..."

"I think the uncle and nephew have a good relationship, and there is no rift. Well, San Shao is a bit hard to see through. "

"Anyway, I didn't find anything here..."

"I really don't understand Mr. Lu..."

"It's said that Lu Dashao and Sun Shao Yeh were angry about this, so they didn't show up..."

"So it is. I said, "how can they not appear on such occasions?"

"Yes, it is..."

Lin ran accompanied Lin Zhiyan to stand in the Lingtang for a long time, bending down frequently to reply, which made her a little bored. At the same time, she is also worried about her mother Xiao Bilan.

Finally, I saw Lin ange go to the bathroom. She quickly said to Lin Zhiyan, and then followed up.

“……”

After going to the bathroom, Lin ange went to the glass table and squeezed the hand sanitizer to wash his hands. He saw the figure in the mirror, his face was cold.

"Lin ran, can I help you?"

"Lin ange, when on earth will you withdraw the lawsuit?"

Lin ran held her arms in her hands and glared at her angrily through the mirror. Her beautiful eyes were full of hatred.

"Did I say I want to withdraw?"

Lin an Ge slowly wash hands, show eyebrows micro Cu, light tone.

"What do you want?"

Her arrogant and disdainful attitude makes Lin ran angry, and her heart is very mad.

"The murderer will pay his life."

Lin an song rubbed his hands, his hands were full of white bubbles, and the menthol flavor in the hand sanitizer became more and more strong.