After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

"Lu Zhilu...?"

She was about to struggle and turn around when the man behind her buried his face on her back, his voice low and slightly out of tune: "Don't turn around and look at me."

In his past stereotypes, whether it was the old man or Ms. Jiang, they may have high expectations of him, but they never really cared about him as a person.

But what Nan Chu said was another side he had never seen before.

There was a faint burning sensation in the chest. I couldn't tell what it felt like. It slowly fermented and was repeatedly pulled between reason and emotion.

On the one hand, he didn't believe how much the old man and Ms. Jiang cared about him, but on the other hand, Nan Chu had no reason to lie to him on this point.

I felt that the man behind me seemed to be calming down his ups and downs of emotions.

Nan Chu didn't speak. After a long while, she turned around and hugged him. She closed her eyes almost involuntarily and kissed him.

This was the first time she felt Lu Zhilu's vulnerability. She had never felt it before.

Whether it was for comfort or for other purposes... At this moment, she could clearly feel his sadness and depression.

What he has believed in for many years is like a thick and stubborn ice layer. Someone smashed a stone with force. The stone was not big or heavy, but it made a crack in the thick ice layer.

In the secret car, ambiguities are piled up one after another, easily catching fire.

Finally, Lu Zhilu's big hand caught her neck gently and kissed her violently: "Nan Chu, don't be a traitor, I will protect you."

The black Cullinan swayed faintly.

……

The ambiguous atmosphere in the carriage lasted for unknown length of time.

It was broken by a sharp ringing of bells.

Lu Zhilu covered Nan Chu with his coat with one hand, and answered the phone with the other hand. His voice was tired and hoarse after being satisfied: "Hello?"

It's from my old house.

Uncle Zhong said: "Master, I asked you where you are hanging out. He is in a good mood today and asked you to bring Miss Nan back for dinner."

Lu Zhilu frowned and sneered, "I'm his dog. When he's in a good mood, he calls me back for dinner. When he's in a bad mood, he throws a few crutches on my back, right?"

"Master, don't say that. If you were a dog, what would you be like? A dog trainer?"

Uncle Zhong is not the butler of the Lu family, but a subordinate.

When he was young, he was a first-class person beside Mr. Lu, killing everyone.

He was always rude when speaking to Lu Zhilu, and the old man's sharp and stern tone conveyed it particularly well.

If someone else had conveyed it... the tone would have been somewhat gentler.

Lu Zhilu laughed: "Isn't that right? What's the difference between his old man and an eagle training a dog? Okay, as long as it's not a Hongmen Banquet tonight, I'll give him some face."

Uncle Zhong: "Master, you have such a big face."

Lu Zhilu: "Did Uncle Zhong meet me on the first day? Only now do you know how big my face is."

Uncle Zhong: "..."

In the study, the landline phone was on speakerphone.

After the call ends.

Mr. Lu snorted coldly, disgusted with it: "This bitch, listen to his out-of-spirited voice. I don't know which woman he has been mixed in with. He has been hanging around for so long and can't sow a single seed!"

Just mess around, but you'll end up being a guy who only sows but doesn't reap a good harvest!

Uncle Zhong suppressed his smile and said, "Don't be anxious. If you don't care about planting willows, they will make shade. You can't rush this matter. Besides, hasn't the time left for Nan Chu not come yet? You have arranged for people to knock on it. As long as Nanchu is smarter, he should make plans for himself as soon as possible."

Mr. Lu sighed, "Everyone is so troublesome. Have the Lin brothers and sisters called?"

"Shout. Originally, Miss Shuyu didn't want to come over. I explained again and again that you wanted to invite her to come over and learn calligraphy. After talking for a long time, maybe it was hurting her grandfather's face, so she agreed to come over for dinner."

Mr. Lu nodded, "Shu Yu is a good boy, and he knows the basics. It's a pity that this bitch in our family has not cared about his reputation too much in recent years. He has a bad reputation, and few people in the compound circle think highly of him."

"The young master has a reputation of being mean, maybe he is protecting himself. You think the Lu family is like this. A big tree attracts the wind. If he is not a bit mean or a bitch, then everyone in the compound will come to have a blind date with the young master. Then the interests will be complicated. The trouble is with you, sir. As for Nanchu, her background is a bit poor, but at least she has a clean foundation and nothing big will happen to her family. "

Mr. Lu sighed: "But her father is a rotten person. If her family wasn't so messy, there would be no need to divorce her. But now, her father has become a person subject to execution for breach of trust, and he can no longer have anything to do with her family. ”

"I guess the matter is almost done. As long as Nanchu doesn't be bewitched by the young master and stands on the same page as you, this net will be closed soon."

The old man waved his hand, "I hope so!"

Lu Zhilu, that bitch, learned how to manipulate people's hearts from him. It's worrying whether Nanchu can withstand his temptation.

……

night.

Lu Zhilu and Nan Chu just arrived at the old house and smiled when they saw the brother and sister Lin Mubei and Lin Shuyu also there.

"Grandpa, your Hongmen banquet is quite big. How many dishes are there tonight?"

Mr. Lu chuckled: "You don't need to take care of a few dishes. Anyway, you can take care of enough. Come, Nan Chu, these are the Lin family brothers and sisters. All young people should get to know each other."

Lin Mubei and Nanchu had met before and had dinner together.

The person standing next to him was probably his sister Lin Shuyu.

Wearing a light pink custom-made cheongsam, with long hair, a low bun, and an ancient-style hosta, although she is still young, she already looks charming and charming.

Nanchu said hello to her.

Lin Shuyu was also very enthusiastic: "You are Brother Lu's wife. When we first met, I brought you a gift, which I wrote myself."

When Nanchu opened it, he saw four words: Be at peace with the situation.

The writing is eloquent and powerful.

Nan Chu couldn't help but praise: "Miss Lin's handwriting is really refreshing and free."

Lin Shuyu narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said very matter-of-factly: "I heard that you are a reporter. If you really think my calligraphy is beautiful, give me more publicity and let more people buy my calligraphy."

Mr. Lu suddenly answered: "You ghost, remember when you were half a year old, you came to Lu's house to play, and you stood on my sapphire desk and wrote there with my purple hair brush. You These two brothers were useless. They were fighting crickets in the yard. I said, if your brother Lu wins, you will come to the Lu family to be your brother Lu’s wife. At that time, you clapped your hands and said yes. It’s a pity, your brother Lu. If I don’t live up to my expectations, I won’t marry you.”

The old man's words are worth a thousand pounds.

Lin Shuyu glanced at Nan Chu and smiled harmlessly: "Grandpa Lu, who marries whom is determined by fate. It has nothing to do with rivalry. Yue Lao sees that brother Lu and sister-in-law are a good match, so you just Stop taking Yue Lao’s job.”

Lu Zhilu mercilessly exposed the old man's conspiracy theory from the side, "Xiao Shuyu's words are quite pleasing to my ears. Matchmaking is Yue Lao's job, so don't mess around here."

They just thought that the old man was instigating a relationship and did not pick up the fight.

But only Nan Chu knew that the old man was beating her up.

After chatting for a while, Mr. Lu said he was tired and wanted to take a rest. Nan Chu followed him to the backyard on the excuse of going to the bathroom.

The old man was standing under the corridor, waiting for her.

Nan Chu lowered his eyes and called out: "Grandpa."

The old man was scattering fish food into the pond casually and asked an irrelevant question: "What do you think of Miss Lin?"

"pretty good."

She bit her lip and asked, "Grandpa, do the things we talked about before still count?"

The old man said in a desperate manner: "Two months are coming soon, but you have no news at all. Are you really doing real work, or are you just lazy and fooling around and wasting time? I can't really use surveillance to see how you are doing. So. You have been married to Zhilu for three years, and now I give you two months, which is my last patience. But now I think it would be better if you don't give birth..."

Nan Chu was anxious and interrupted him.

"Grandpa, you also know how wary Lu Zhilu is usually. I have asked him to relax his vigilance, and it is about to succeed. If you give up now, all your previous efforts will be wasted. Even if grandpa wants Lu Zhilu to marry Miss Lin, even if it happens, But is Miss Lin willing to give him a child? Grandpa, if you really want a child and want to be the heir of the Lu family, you can only give me time now."

"Grandpa, you have no choice."

This was the first time she spoke to him in such a strong tone.

Mr. Lu was stunned for a moment and looked at her inquiringly, "Are you threatening me?"

Nan Chu pulled his lips and smiled lightly: "I don't dare. But grandpa, if you really want to terminate our deal now, don't blame me for not keeping my promise."

"What do you want to do?"

Nan Chu raised his head, looked directly into the old man's deep eyes, and mustered up the courage to say, "If you regret it, I can tell Lu Zhilu now that you threatened me and forced me to join forces with you to plot against him."

No matter how weak a rabbit is, if it is forced into a hurry, it will bar its fangs and bite the tiger, even if it may be eaten alive by the tiger.

But if it doesn't even open its fangs, it can only become a fish.