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Chapter 200 Living in the Lu Family

Qiao Wenwen took a little effort to pull Jiang Shui up from Lu Ran's lower abdomen.

Lu Ran's shirt was pulled out of the trousers by Jiang Shui's movements, and his abdominal muscles were faintly visible.

Jiang Shui glanced at him and for some reason he remembered the scene of the day she rubbed Lu Ran's back.

Good skin, good figure, long and straight legs, just... I didn't see the key point.

Just as she was thinking, Qiao Wenwen smiled and handed her a piece of paper.

"Ginger water, nosebleed."

"Sorry, I'm thinking a little too much." Jiang Shui spoke without hesitation.

"Puff...what are you thinking?" Qiao Wenwen covered her mouth and tried hard to hold back her laughter.

Jiang Shui thought for a while, and his eyes moved down from Lu Ran's abdominal muscles.

"I'm thinking..."

"No, you don't want to! Shut up!" Lu Ran stood up and packed his shirt, his temples thrust. Is she a girl embarrassed?

"Oh." Jiang Shui shut up obediently.

Qiao Wenwen saw Lu Ran being defeated for the first time, and she was really laughing to death.

Lu Ran changed the topic and said: "Go and choose a dress quickly."

Qiao Wenwen nodded and went to choose a dress.

Although there are many dresses here, there are actually very few that you can see at first glance.

She tried a few items and always felt unsatisfied with it.

Generally, it is best not to choose such clothes, because in the end you really wear them, you will feel that they are inappropriate in whatever way and your whole body is awkward.

You only need a glance to have a clothes you really like, and you will fantasize about how it looks like when you wear them.

She has always believed in her identities. After searching for it, she finally found what she wanted, a meat pink fishtail skirt.

Thin but not exposed.

The flowing and light fabric is dotted with streamer yarn cut into scales, and the waves are sparkling like wandering on the seabed.

"This one." Qiao Wenwen picked it up with satisfaction.

"It's indeed this one." Lu Ran was not surprised at all.

"Mr. Lu, what do you mean?" Qiao Wen looked at Lu Ran inexplicably.

Lu Ran looked at her, changed his words and said, "When I chose it, I thought it was very suitable for you, so I think you would also like it."

Qiao Wenwen looked at him gratefully: "Thank you."

Lu Ran looked at the time: "Do you try other things? If you don't try, let's go back."

Qiao Wenwen nodded: "Then you send me back. If it is inconvenient, I will take a taxi back by myself."

Lu Ran said word by word: "No, you go back to the Lu family with me. Before the matter is resolved, you will live in the Lu family."

Qiao Wenwen stared at Lu Ran, and saw a hint of ups and downs in his eyes. She finally noticed something strange from the strange things today.

"Mr. Lu, what does it mean before the matter is resolved? What else is there?"

"I...I mean before the end of Mrs. Gu's birthday party." Lu Ran explained.

"Really? You won't hide anything from me, right?" Qiao Wenwen asked.

"Why should I hide it from you? I'm afraid you will be swallowed by someone outside."

Lu Ran chuckled lightly, turned around and walked out the door, but the smile on his face stopped a little, slightly gloomy.

I don't know if this silly girl was filmed and abused. If Gu Linyuan hadn't carried it for her, everyone would have already had a copy of the video.

But she can't blame her.

She was only in her teenage years old, and most girls were scared to death when they encountered such a thing, but she still knew how to save herself. It was normal that Song Yixuan could not find out that she could not shoot videos.

It was just a pain for Gu Linyuan.

Qiao Wenwen looked at Lu Ran's back as he left, and always felt that Lu Ran had something hidden from him.

She looked at Jiang Shui and said, "Jiang Shui, does Mr. Lu know anything?"

Jiang Shui thought about it and shook her head: "I don't know, but he won't harm you, you'd better go back with us first."

"All right."

Qiao Wenwen sighed, and she had to do this first.

After Jiang Shui changed her dress, she followed Qiao Wenwen to leave, but the clerk held a big box and handed it to her.

"Hello, Mr. Lu has paid for this dress."

"Dress? Miss Qiao's? Didn't you say you need to modify it before sending it to the Lu family?" Jiang Shui reminded.

"Miss, it's yours. You have a similar figure to a model, so you can take it away without modification." The clerk said.

"mine?"

Jiang Shui opened the box and it was really the dress she tried on just now.

She looked at Lu Ran standing at the door inexplicably.

Lu Ran said impatiently: "You will follow me to the old lady's birthday party, are you planning to dress like this?"

Jiang Shui took the box, so that's what she thought...

Forget it, she thought too much.

Qiao Wenwen leaned closer to her and said, "Jiang Shui, you are actually more suitable for such a dress than Qin Qing. Qin Qing's purity is all pretended to be, but you really have pure eyes, so this is something that Mr. Lu bought for you specifically."

Jiang Shui: “…”

More suitable than Qin Qing?

Is this a bit exaggerated?

Later it turned out that Qiao Wenwen's words were not wrong at all.

Half an hour later, Qiao Wenwen followed Lu Ran back to the Lu family. Xiaoyu was already standing among a group of black-clad bodyguards with her suitcase, trembling, and her weak and helpless expression was almost crying.

She hurried forward: "Xiaoyu, why are you here?"

Xiaoyu explained: "Mr. Lu said he was afraid that you would be bored here alone, so he asked me to accompany you, which would facilitate my work."

Qiao Wenwen looked at Lu Ran in surprise: "Mr. Lu, I didn't expect you to be so considerate."

Lu Ran coughed lightly: "It should be, Jiang Shui, you can take them to the room."

Jiang Shui nodded: "Okay."

...

Song Family.

Song Chuyan looked at the photos in her hand and was so angry that her teeth clattered.

At this time, Shen Mei walked into the room with water. Seeing Song Chuyan's face look ugly, she immediately stepped forward to ask.

"What's wrong? Who's angry with you again?"

Song Chuyan raised her cell phone and said dissatisfiedly: "Mom, look, this is the dress worn by Qiao Wenwen."

"Joe Wenwen?"

Hearing this name, Shen Mei frowned unhappily.

She took the phone and glanced at the person in the photo in disbelief.

Is this still the daughter she abandoned in the depths of the alley?

Compared to Song Chuyan, Qiao Wenwen actually inherited more advantages.

Whether it is appearance or figure, Qiao Wenwen has chosen the strengths of her parents.

But Shen Mei never cared about Qiao Wenwen because in her eyes, Qiao Wenwen was only suitable for washing clothes and cooking in the alley.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Wenwen is wearing classic haute couture dresses now, and even Mrs. Song can only envy her.

Shen Mei pinched her phone tightly, her eyes full of hatred.

In the past, Qiao Wenwen's existence was a stain on her life.

Now, Qiao Wenwen is luxurious, which makes her look like a joke when she once fought for glory and wealth.

Sure enough, she just hates Qiao Wenwen very much!

"Hasn't she been abandoned by the Second Young Master? Why did she choose a dress at this time?" Shen Mei asked Song Chuyan back.

"Mom, don't you know yet? She left the Second Young Master before her feet, and was picked up by Mr. Lu. The Internet said that Mr. Lu was planning to take her to Mrs. Gu's birthday party. He is such a vixen! Are the men blind? They all revolved around her!"

After Song Chuyan finished speaking, the corners of her mouth twitched a little.

Chen Mei immediately opened her phone when she heard this. Sure enough, there are scandals between Qiao Wen and Lu Ran on the Internet.

It seems that I really underestimated Qiao Wenwen and found a new backer so quickly.

Song Chuyan shook Chen Mei's arm in dissatisfaction: "Mom, didn't you say there was a way to expose the fact that Qiao Wenwen pretended to be Qiao Waner? How is it now?"

Hearing this, Chen Mei covered Song Chuyan's mouth.

"Shh."
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