Please Put on Your Vest, Madam

Lu Qingyi stood lazily at the school gate, holding a fake slip in her hand, playing with her mobile phone with her head down.

Lu Yao said that he would come to the school to pick her up.

"boarding."

Lu Yao drove the car to the school gate, and he rolled down the window, his tone a little cold.

Lu Qingyi raised her head carelessly, she opened the door of the back seat and sat in without saying a word.

"I haven't seen the dumb for a week?"

Lu Qingyi's indifference annoyed Lu Yao, he said rather displeased.

Lu Qingyi whispered, "Dad."

Cold, without a trace of emotion.

"How was your life at school?"

After a few seconds of silence, Lu Yao's voice suddenly softened a bit.

It seems that there is a little concern.

"fine."

Lu Qingyi raised his eyelids, quite casually.

She is fine alone.

"If you have any needs, you can tell me."

Lu Yao glanced at Lu Qingyi through the rearview mirror.

His eyes are a bit complicated.

Lu Qingyi refused, "No need."

Lu Yao gave her a card, and she would put money into it every week, but she never moved a cent.

She disdains Lu Yao's money.

She has never used her parents' money since she was a child. Since she never used it when she was a child, she now disdains it.

"I heard that you got good grades?"

Lu Jiayue said that Lu Qingyi was the first in Class 20.

Class 20, a class like rubbish, he didn't expect Lu Qingyi to get many points, he just wanted to find some topics.

I've never looked at his eldest daughter seriously, and when I look closely, I find that Lu Qingyi is really beautiful.

The daughter who had never cared about her was so cold-tempered.

Lu Qingyi lowered his head and tapped on the phone screen, "Perhaps."

She casually responded to Lu Yao's words, quite perfunctory.

"You have to bear with your mother a little bit more."

When he was about to arrive at the Lu Family Villa, Lu Yao suddenly spoke.

I have to say that Lu Yao still cared about her a little bit, but Yao Meishu did not at all, except for indifference or indifference.

Seeing her eyes are always cold, it seems vaguely hatred.

If she didn't look alike, she would wonder if she was Yao Meishu's daughter.

Lu Qingyi asked back, "Heh, am I not enough to bear her?"

She laughed at herself.

Lu Yao swallowed a little.

"First have breakfast, and then go to the cemetery to see your grandma."

Lu Qingyi nodded and got out of the car with a cold expression.

"Sister, have dinner."

Lu Jiayue also asked for leave. She wore white tulle and long sleeves, and she looked at Lu Qingyi with a smile.

Her hands were covered with flour.

"Yueyue, go wash your hands." Yao Meishu walked out of the kitchen and saw that Lu Jiayue's eyes were gentle. The moment she turned her head and saw Lu Qingyi, she became cold, "Don't be pestle, eat."

Her indifferent gaze scanned Lu Qingyi lightly, mixed with displeasure.

The two attitudes are totally different.

"You eat, I won't eat anymore."

Lu Qingyi said lightly, and wanted to go upstairs.

After eating breakfast for a week, the stomach got used to it. Although she is a little hungry now, she feels that she has no appetite when she looks at this family of three.

"Stop, I tell you, don't think I am abusing you."

Yao Meishu frowned, she scolded coldly.

"Look at you, what are you wearing? Didn't your father pay you for living expenses?"

She looked a little cold when she saw Lu Qingyi's clothes.

Simple white T-shirt jeans, no brand can be seen.

"I haven't raised me before, and I don't think you need to raise me now." Lu Qingyi turned her voice, she smiled coldly, and took out a brand-new bank card from her bag. The minute did not move."

She raised her chin slightly, and the brand new unopened bank card fell on the table.

The bank card was newly issued, and Lu Yao gave it to her as soon as he processed it. She hadn't taken out the card holder before, and it was still new.

"Do you think I want to raise you?" Yao Meishu's voice was indifferent. She picked up the bank card and stuffed it into Lu Jiayue's hand. "Yueyue, buy more things you like."

Before and after, they were treated differently.

"Ah, Mom, this is my sister's..."

Lu Jiayue waved her hand quickly, her expression a little flustered, she gave Lu Qingyi a timid look.

"It's okay, she doesn't need it."

Yao Meishu stopped the jam and patted Lu Jiayue on the head.

"Where did you get the money?"

Lu Yao frowned, and he stared at Lu Qingyi.

The bank card was bound to his phone number, and he naturally knew that Lu Qingyi really didn't move a penny in the card.

How can a girl under the age of twenty have the ability to support herself?

He doesn't believe it.

Lu Qingyi chuckled lightly, "This seems to have nothing to do with you."

Why didn't she ask her where the money came from before?

Oh, it's ironic.

"Lu Qingyi, visit your grandma later and come over for dinner."

Yao Meishu frowned, this girl was really stubborn.

She doesn't want to eat, she doesn't want her to eat yet.

If she hadn't cared about her mother, she would have said nothing would bring Lu Qingyi back.

Lu Qingyi hesitated for a few seconds, then walked into the restaurant.

"Sister, my mother and I made pastries."

After Lu Jiayue washed her hands, she sat in front of Lu Qingyi and said, pointing to a few plates of pastries that looked good.

There is a custom in Jincheng that to visit people who have passed away, pastries must be made by themselves.

"Eat more, you are quite thin."

Lu Yaojia put a shrimp in Lu Qingyi's bowl, and his voice was cold and indifferent.

Yao Meishu glared at Lu Yao, who immediately pretended to do nothing.

Lu Qingyi stared at the shrimp in the bowl with a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, then picked the shrimp out and threw it on the table.

Oh, she didn't even know that she was allergic to shrimp.

"It's kind to feed the white-eyed wolf."

Yao Meishu glanced at Lu Yao coldly and snorted softly.

"Sister, what do you mean? Dad did it for you himself, I didn't have it."

Lu Jiayue widened her eyes aggrievedly, and looked at Lu Qingyi incredulously.

Unbelievable in grievance.

Lu Qingyi raised his eyes and stared at Lu Yao coldly, "I'm allergic to shrimp."

Did you clip it yourself?

Ha, has Lu Yao ever had any intentions?

She was allergic to shrimp, but Lu Yao didn't know it. She thought, maybe no one knows except for grandma, right?

"Ah, Sister, you blamed Dad, Dad must not know, after all, we all like shrimps."

Lu Jiayue's eyes flashed, she looked at Lu Qingyi innocently and said.

Wrong blame?

Lu Qingyi raised his eyebrows.

When did she say to blame Lu Yao?

When I was a child, I blamed Lu Yao and Yao Meishu for not liking her, but now she is not that weird, she is downplayed.

"I didn't blame it before, and I won't blame it now, let alone in the future."

She put down the dishes and chopsticks, and then walked out of the dining room.

I can’t eat anymore.