But before she could move away, the man grabbed her little hand and brought her to his side.
He half-crouched and looked at her with a smile, "Are you Wan Qing?"
"Yes." Luo Wanqing raised his lips politely, "Hello, uncle."
The family is very big. Compared to the luxury and nobility of the Luo family, the Song family has a little more fireworks that only exist in life. The servants don't have to be respectful and fearful. They will nod and smile every time they see her.
But Luo Wanqing didn't have the slightest sense of belonging.
Because, she later found out that her mother was actually a couple with Song Changheng, the head of the Song family, and Luo's father was the one who came out to steal his fiancee!
Her first official meeting with Gu Lanchen was the day after she arrived at the Song family. The head of the Song family took her to the Gu family, saying that he wanted to meet a friend to discuss something.
After resting all night, she was woken up by the servant and went downstairs to have breakfast, then arrived at the Gu family's previous villa.
After entering, the man was sitting on the sofa in the middle of the living room. He was holding a copy of the Business Times in his hand. After putting down the newspaper, he drank the soup in an elegant and dignified manner.
She was twelve years old that year, and the man was not very old either.
After that, Song Changheng waved in a familiar manner, "Wan Qing, come here."
"Dad Song." Luo Wanqing greeted him, walked towards him, and naturally sat down on the sofa to his right.
Song Changheng's expression was unnatural for a moment, "Wan Qing, what do you call uncle?"
"Dad Song." Luo Wanqing said, raising his head and looking cautiously at the man opposite.
Unexpectedly, the man also raised his eyes to look at her at this moment, with indescribable boredom and impatience in his eyes.
She hurriedly looked away and held the cup of hot milk in front of her with both hands.
"Puppy legs." The man said calmly.
"Master Gu, this is my daughter, Luo Wanqing." Song Changheng explained with a smile.
"Oh? Then why is her surname Luo and not Song?" Gu Lanchen frowned slightly, with an indescribable sense of maturity on his handsome face, out of place yet natural and at ease.
At that time, Gu Lanchen knew very well what happened between the Luo and Song families, so he didn't like Luo Wanqing from the beginning.
As soon as these words came out, several people in the living room were obviously unhappy. Gu Lanchen put down the tableware in his hands, stood up and left the table.
Song Changheng didn't bother with him too much. He stroked her hair with his generous hand and comforted her softly, "Wan Qing, just call me Uncle Song from now on."
"Yeah." Luo Wanqing responded obediently, but his heart felt like he was choking.
I can't go up or come down, it's so suffocating.
After the meal, Song Changheng took Jiang Luo to the Gu family's study to talk about things. Before leaving, he stroked Luo Wanqing's hair and smiled.
"Just play in the living room."
He smiled very elegantly, but it still made Luo Wanqing feel suspicious, and he felt angry from the bottom of his feet and wanted to escape.
"Um."
She didn't dare to look at Song Changheng's face, that smile was so chilling to her heart.
Gu Lanchen's personal piano teacher came very early. When she passed by Luo Wanqing, she smiled decently and gracefully at the little girl.
Luo Wanqing paused, then followed the piano teacher upstairs by some strange coincidence.
She followed step by step into Gu Lanchen's piano room.
Gu Lanchen was arranging the music scores, his fingers were slender and nimble, and they looked tight.
The tidying up was done in an unhurried and slow manner, with obvious calmness and calmness.
Luo Wanqing took a few steps forward and stood beside him, her young face full of seriousness, "You should apologize to me."
There was silence in the air for a few seconds. Gu Lanchen put away the music scores and said coldly, "I have to go to class. Let's go out."
"Apologise to me." Her tone became more serious, "You just called me a bitch."
"Teacher, let's start." Gu Lanchen acted as if he hadn't heard anything and simply walked around her, walked to the grand piano and sat down.
Even though he left the Luo family in embarrassment, Luo Wanqing, who had been favored by many stars since childhood, had never suffered such neglect?
She pursed her lips, and almost instantly, she sat next to Gu Lanchen, her white hands naturally falling on the piano keys.
His heart was beating very fast, but his face was calm and composed. He followed Gu Lanchen's tone and spoke to the piano teacher, "I'm ready too, let's get started, teacher."
The piano teacher smiled helplessly, shook his head slightly, came over and half-bent down, and said to Luo Wanqing in a gentle tone, "How about you go out to play first, young lady? I will teach you after Master Gu's class is over."
"I will." Luo Wanqing's eyes were stubborn, and he glanced at Gu Lanchen with his peripheral vision, and saw that there were emotions other than indifference on his face, and his little face was even more determined.
"Don't make trouble." Gu Lanchen frowned.
"Then you apologize to me." Luo Wanqing took the opportunity to tilt her head and look at him.
"..." Gu Lanchen pursed her lips, then ignored her and looked at the teacher and said, "Let's get started."
The feeling of this punch hitting the air was unpleasant.
Luo Wanqing's small breasts were wheezing, and she moved her body hard into the seat. Gu Lan retreated a little, and she got closer. In the end, he simply stayed close to her.
Luo Wanqing didn't lie.
She really knows how to play the piano and has taken private lessons since she was a child. Even though she is not a talented piano girl who understands it immediately, she is still ahead of most of her peers because of her daily intensive practice.
But he still couldn't keep up with Gu Lanchen's courses.
His slender fingers danced flexibly on the black and white keys, and even the corners of his slightly pursed lips were filled with indescribable elegance.
In comparison, Luo Wanqing's immaturity and bewilderment seemed so panicked and ridiculous.
Until the end of the class, Gu Lanchen didn't say a word to her, and naturally he couldn't get an apology from him.
The piano room was locked on weekdays and would only be opened when Gu Lanchen was in class.
Luo Wanqing stood at the door of the piano room, tried to twist the door handle, and pursed his lips.
Gu Lanchen left with the piano teacher after class, and her mother hadn't come down yet. She walked around outside the villa, looked up and down for a moment, and then returned to the window of the piano room.
Luo Wanqing has a gentle appearance, petite body, and a vague air of tenderness all over her body. Coupled with the etiquette she has learned since childhood, she has the air of a well-known young lady.
But actually there is a cat living in my heart, jumping up and down like a bandit.
But Luo Wanqing, who climbed up secretly, did not feel that he was a gangster at all.
Her movements of raising her arms and legs were as graceful and light as possible. At this moment, she was like a knight saving thousands of people from dire straits. Her brows and eyes were filled with the perseverance of a knight and her contempt for this wall.
"ah!"
Unexpectedly, the heroine stepped on the air and fell down.
"……What are you doing?"
The sudden sound behind him startled Luo Wanqing.
She suddenly retracted her hand that was rubbing her lower waist, but the force was so strong that it hit the wall, causing her to grimace again in pain.