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Chapter 1705 treat him as a son

The butler never called for the food to be served, so Gu Lian guessed that there were still people who hadn't arrived yet.

The atmosphere at the table was awkward. Lu Hanzhi was so scolded by Lu Zechen that he dared not speak. Lu Chiwen sat next to Mi Lan, helping Mi Lan get a piece of fruit from time to time and pouring tea for the old lady. He was very attentive.

"Just now I saw that the baby's lips seemed a little dry."

Mi Lan said, and asked the housekeeper: "Can you bring me a small bottle?"

The housekeeper nodded and went to find it respectfully.

Gu Lian was confused and didn't know what kind of existence Mi Lan was.

"After all, she has been a mother, so she seems to have experience." Jiang Xiu suddenly said to Mi Lan.

The table fell silent for an instant.

Gu Lian could feel that Lu Zechen held her hand and exerted a slight force. She didn't know whether it was because of surprise or something.

She herself was shocked as she didn't expect Mi Lan to have a child.

The most important thing is why Jiang Xiu knew.

She felt an ominous premonition in her heart.

The servant brought a baby bottle and filled it with water. Mi Lan took the baby bottle, put it on her cheek to test the temperature, got up and went to Wenyuan's side.

Gu Lian subconsciously pulled out his hand and wanted to get up.

Lu Zechen stood up one step ahead of her and patted her shoulder quietly, "Wait a minute."

Mi Lan stopped and looked up at her, "What's wrong?"

"Lan Lan, you are too kind. My mother doesn't appreciate it, and maybe she is worried that you will harm the child." Lu Hanzhi couldn't hold it back and said again.

Lu Zechen gave a warning look.

Lu Hanzhi shut his mouth and hummed softly.

Mi Lan smiled and didn't mind, "It's just a little water, Miss Gu, don't worry."

After she finished speaking, Lu Zechen had already walked to Wenyuan.

"Mom, give me the child."

"Mi Lan just wanted to give the child some water." Wenyuan didn't turn around.

Lu Zechen had always had no rules, and he didn't show any respect to his parents. He directly took action, supported the child with one hand, pressed Wen Yuan's shoulder with one hand, and said in a low voice: "When I was a child, you dared to let a messy woman feed me water?

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Wenyuan: "..."

When she frowned, Lu Zechen had already taken Nian Nian out of her arms.

When I saw my father every year, I immediately waved my little fist.

Lu Zechen took her little hand and squeezed it gently, "Be good."

With that said, he ignored Mi Lan who was about to step forward, and returned to Gu Lian with the child in his arms.

As soon as he sat down, he handed the child to Gu Lian, put one hand on the back of Gu Lian's chair, poured a glass of water, and gave Gu Lian a spoon.

Young men and women hold children in their arms, as if no one else is watching. One is holding a bowl, and the other is holding a spoon to feed the child water.

If you cut out the people next to you, the picture will be extremely harmonious.

Lu Zechen leaned against Gu Lian, saw her quiet profile, and whispered in a low voice, "With you here, I find these fools much more pleasing to the eye."

Gu Lian glanced at him quietly, and the corners of her lips curled up.

Every year I drank water, smacked my lips, and smiled innocently at my parents.

It's quiet.

There was movement outside, and the housekeeper reminded Jiang Xiu, "Old lady, sir, you have arrived at the gate. Do you want to serve the food now?"

Jiang Xiu nodded.

The servants came in one after another and served a few appetizers.

Gu Lian was held in Lu Zechen's arms, and most of her sight was blocked. When she heard that Lu Mujiang was coming back, she turned her face and said in Lu Zechen's ear: "Sit tight."

This tone is very similar to educating primary school students.

Lu Zechen didn't care whether there was anyone or not, he said close to the corner of her mouth: "Do you treat me like your son?"


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