"What is he here for?" Lu Zhiyuan looked at Gu Cici.
Gu Cici was a little helpless, why was he here again? He patted the non-existent dust on his body and said softly: "Chu Chu, can you go about your business in peace? I'm not a child. I can take care of myself, okay?"
"……"cannot.
"ok?"
"You should just follow me, I..."
"No, no, I just want to play by myself."
Shen Guangyao rubbed his arms and shuddered.
"..."
Song Yue felt inexplicably weird that she was actually Aunt Gu's granddaughter, but she had never heard Aunt Gu mention it, why didn't such an outstanding child say anything.
Moreover, she studied painting. The Song family is a heirloom of calligraphy and painting. Aunt Gu could definitely ask her father for some face, so why not?
Song Yue looked at his father who was chatting with an old colleague not far away. He came to today's banquet through his mother.
Song Yue suddenly walked over, took his father away from all the uncles, and asked in a low voice: "Have you seen the ancient Ci Ci?"
"That child? I saw it. He didn't come with Lu Zhiyuan."
Sure enough, his father still had an impression, and he could make an impression on him. The painting of the other party was definitely not mediocre: "Do you think she looks familiar?" He didn't know why he asked, and the question itself was ridiculous. He had watched Wanwan grow up, It has grown from being so big to being tall and graceful now.
Song Moshan: "I think she looks familiar. What are you doing? I warn you not to act recklessly. Your circle is not suitable for her."
"She is Aunt Gu's granddaughter."
"What?"
"She is the granddaughter of Aunt Gu. My mother took care of Aunt Gu and asked her daughter-in-law to come to the Imperial City to give birth to the child. She was born on the same day as Wanwan..."
"What a coincidence...I never heard her mention it."
None of them had heard her mention it. He was born on the same day, and he always looked familiar. Song Yue had to think more about it.
Song Moshan immediately thought of what his son was going to say and looked at him in shock: "You are crazy! You can't just think about her because she is excellent. You let Wanwan know how Wanwan misses your uncle."
Song Yue said nothing.
Song Moshan stopped talking and asked after a long time: "The same day?"
"the same day."
"Your mother was always present at that time. You also know how much your eldest brother cares about your sister-in-law. He has been by your sister-in-law's side since the child was born."
"Isn't Ye Man's situation not so good later?"
"Then your mother is here too."
The two were silent for a long time.
"Are you overthinking it?"
Is it easy to identify if you are overthinking: "Try a paternity test."
"You are crazy. If you let the Gu family know that you are not embarrassed, Wanwan will have to stay away from you forever."
Grandma Song came over and looked at her husband and son and felt very happy: "What are you two doing in this corner? Are there any beautiful women to see?" Grandma Song pretended to look around.
Song Yue was not infected by his mother's humor and said: "Mom, over there is Gu Cici, Aunt Gu's granddaughter."
Song Moshan glared at his son, "Why are you telling your mother this!"
Grandma Song was somewhat impressed because her husband had been looking for each other's paintings in the past two days: "Yes, that's it. I'll ask Aunt Gu to come forward and ask for a few paintings of my granddaughter to open your dad's eyes. Let's go. Your uncle is waiting for you to talk about cooperation." .”
Grandma Song's reaction is a normal reaction. No matter how outstanding someone else's granddaughter is, she still belongs to that family. No matter how angry her family's debt collector is, she still belongs to her.
Song Yue saw that his mother had no suspicion and looked at his father.
Song Moshan told him not to think too much: Your mother was present the whole time. Your mother said that there was no problem, so there was no problem. People would laugh if the news spread, and people who didn't know thought they were spying on the nanny's granddaughter. This matter must not be mentioned again. Besides, Wanwan and her daughter-in-law are not alike in any way. They both like to dance. Don’t stir up trouble.
…
"What's wrong? Not happy?" Lu Zhiyuan took off his coat and came in.
Gu CiCi pressed the keys on the piano. In addition to the dance practice area, her dance studio also accommodated all musical instruments. She can also play some simple songs now. When she has nothing to do, she also likes to play the violin here and tap the keys.
, as a little relaxation after painting: "No, it's pretty good."
"Didn't you make any friends?"
"It can't be that fast."
Last time, the conversation was quick and the conversation was lively: "If you like someone, you can ask them out for a chat. If you have anything you want to know, you can also get in touch with them."
Gu CiCi touched his forehead: "Don't worry, it's not like I don't have good friends. If you want to know more, I can go to the library, and Xiaolan and I can go out and sit, chat and watch the sunset if we have nothing to do. Don't worry about it.
Great good man."
Lu Zhiyuan was not angry when he pinched his cheek and pulled it apart. He thought she would like it, so he deliberately expanded the scale. It seemed that it was not as good as expected. Maybe their topic was too boring. He could find something for her next time.
Fun: "Your master won't have class today?"
"Well, senior sister just supervised me and finished practicing the basic skills. I'm fine now."
"Shall I teach you how to play the piano?" The pronunciation was wrong.
Gu Cici smiled: "Okay."
Lu Zhiyuan pulled the chair over and took her hand from behind. He held every joint in his palm and squeezed it.
"How to practice this?"
"Can."
It turned out that it was indeed possible. He let her hand rest on his fingers, feeling the speed of each press and the synthesized rhythm, just like she was teaching Xiaolan step by step.
Gu CiCi wanted to laugh a little, he seemed to like teaching her things like this, and the violin should be taught in this way.
Lu Zhiyuan...
Gu Cici looked at the bulging lines under his thin shirt and felt the broad source of heat behind him, feeling inexplicable fear.
Since that day, the relationship between the two of them has been very good. It can be said that except for being a little clingy, he has no problems that he had in his previous life. He is not tough or authoritarian. Even today, he does not want her to come into contact with people he is not satisfied with.
The order was not given directly, but in a roundabout way.
However, he is actually very authoritarian and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. As long as she says she is unwilling, their current relationship will be an illusion.
What about the illusion? If you tear off the hypocritical disguise, you can let her know what the consequences will be if she doesn't agree.
Gu CiCi's hand touched his arm.
At that time, he also had a piece of clothing underneath, and she was gentle and soft-hearted. She never forced him to take it off, and she didn't care if he was already fully dressed every time he woke up.
As long as she doesn't care, she can continue to be this happy.
But how could she not care about it? What if Niannian could live forever because he left early? Is one life worth one for him?
Is Ji Yunxuan willing to let him pay? Can she say that it is over and does not exist? Why can it be calculated like that?
"Stop touching..." Lu Zhiyuan's breath fell on her neck, ambiguous and charming.
"I want to see……"
"Have you seen it all..." He rubbed her fair neck, and the music had already lost its melody.
You're playing tricks: "It just passed by in a flash and I didn't see clearly..."