The crazy little ancestor of Master Lu is so stupid

After weighing it in his mind, Ling Xiao did not directly talk about what happened that night, but started from the time when Fan Tianzhi was kidnapped and Ling Yang and Fan Binghua broke up.

While he was speaking, Ling Xiao was paying attention to Master Fu's expression. Even after he finished speaking, he still couldn't tell what Master Fu's attitude was towards Ling Yang or Lu Jian.

But one thing is certain, that is, Mr. Fu must know Ling Yang and Lu Jian.

"Phew, God bless you! You little devils are so brave! If you make a wrong move, would you still be alive to sit here and talk to me about this?"

Ling Xiao said it calmly, but Master Fu was frightened.

Lan Qing smiled and said, "You are bold and careful, brave and resourceful. No wonder you were so calm and composed when facing Mu Ren that night. It's rare for you to have such wisdom and courage at such a young age!"

"You are indeed brave and resourceful, and you can see the big picture from the small details. If another ten or eight years pass, I'm afraid that old guys like me won't be able to outsmart a little girl like you, hahaha!"

Ling Xiao only smiled faintly when he was praised by Mr. Fu and his wife. He glanced at them and suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Mr. Fu, do you know Lu Jian and Ling Yang?"

"Yes, of course I know him. Our company also has business in Beijing, and the Lu family has some business dealings with our company in Beijing.

Later, he introduced his girlfriend Ling Yang to Jiahui. Once, the two of them came to Hong Kong and Jiahui invited them to dinner. I went to meet them too. Unexpectedly, Ling Yang was actually the sister of Rong Ting’s deceased fiancée.

They are both very smart people. It is remarkable that they have managed to achieve such a successful business at such a young age."

With a sneer in his heart, Ling Xiao secretly complained: If she can't make business after taking away the luck of so many people, she will be a useless person.

Speaking of Ouyang Rongting, Ling Xiao has always been confused. She and Ouyang Rongting grew up together, but how come she has never heard that Ouyang Rongting knows such a big shot as Fu Ye.

"Rong Ting? Is he the man from the Mo Club last time? Master Fu, he is your..."

Master Fu knew that Ling Xiao was not interested in Ouyang Rongting, so he laughed.

"He was a good friend that Jiahui met when he was studying abroad. After he returned to China, the two of them kept in touch. Later, his fiancée unfortunately passed away. He was so sad that he came to stay at home for a while.

That child is just a little bit infatuated, but he is a good child in other aspects. You should understand his pain of losing his wife and don't hold it against him!"

Ling Xiao really wanted to vomit.

That bastard Ouyang Rongting is dead himself, but he still wants to use her to promote his affectionate persona. I really want to shoot him in the head.

However, although he was angry, Ling Xiao felt much more at ease after knowing the relationship between Fu Ye and Ouyang Rongting.

The most direct relationship among these people is Huang Jiahui, and they are not very close to Mr. Fu, so she feels relieved.

After dinner, considering that Ling Xiao and the others had a hard journey, Master Fu did not arrange any activities for the evening.

After drinking a cup of tea with Ling Xiao and the others, he asked Huang Jiahui to take them to a separate small building at the back to rest.

On the way to the small building, Huang Jiahui said apologetically: "Ms. Ling, Mr. Lu, I'm so sorry. Jiaying has been spoiled by us and has a bit of a spoiled girl's temper. If she offended you, I apologize to you on her behalf!"

"Mr. Huang, that's not right. It's us who are bothering you. I'm afraid we will have to trouble you, Mr. Huang, in the next few days in Hong Kong!"

No matter what, she is the master, and Ling Xiao won't bother with her as long as she doesn't go too far.

"No way, it's Huang's honor to meet you guys!"

Huang Jiahui said this and looked at Lu Xun. In fact, Huang Jiahui had already noticed that Lu Xun looked very similar to Lu Jian since the first time he saw Lu Xun at the airport.

However, since everyone was not very familiar with each other at that time, no one asked more questions even though they were very curious.

Now that they were familiar with each other, Huang Jiahui couldn't help but wonder, "I have a question that I really want to ask, I hope I won't offend you two!"

Even if he didn't say it, Ling Xiao could guess it. After all, anyone who knew Lu Jian would be curious when they saw Lu Xun.

Then he smiled and said, "Are you trying to ask what the relationship is between my friend and the Lu Jian you know?"

Huang Jiahui smiled embarrassedly and didn't act pretentiously.

He said frankly, "Yes, I am really curious. How can there be people in this world who look so alike? Apart from twin brothers, I have never seen anyone who looks so alike.

But as far as I know, Mr. Lu’s twin brother died in a shipwreck many years ago, so Mr. Lu, you…”

Lu Xun said in a cold voice, "I have nothing to do with the little Master Lu you mentioned. We just look alike by coincidence, that's all!"

"It's simply too miraculous. If you hadn't said it yourself, I would have thought that the young master of the Lu family had come back to life!"

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly in his heart, isn't it just coming back to life?

But since Lu Xun had no intention of returning to the Lu family, she would keep this secret for him.

The residence that Master Fu prepared for them was a two-story building next to the garden.

Although it is not big, it is extremely exquisite, especially the layout in front of and behind the house, which is obviously different from other houses in the manor.

"Wow, what a beautiful house, it looks like a house in a fairy tale!"

It’s still night time and it’s not clear enough. If it were daytime, Ling Xiao couldn’t imagine how beautiful it would be.

Huang Jiahui smiled and explained, "Yes, this house is a fairytale cottage specially built by my uncle and invited top foreign architects and garden designers.

I originally planned to give it to my sister as a birthday present, but I didn’t expect that my sister passed away unexpectedly before the house was built.

After the house was built, it has been empty ever since. Only occasionally my uncle and aunt would come and sit here for half a day, but I have never seen anyone living here.

To be honest, I'm also surprised that uncle would arrange for you to live here!"

Although it was said to be an accident, Huang Jiahui had actually vaguely guessed the reason.

Ling Xiao and his cousin are so similar, not only in appearance, but more importantly, in their personalities.

If his cousin had not met with any accidents and had grown up safely, she would definitely be like Ling Xiao.

"Ah, this house actually has such a meaning. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to live here? Or you should arrange a new clinic for me. It doesn't need to be very good, as long as I can have a room to rest!"

How could she be worthy of living in such a meaningful building?

"No, no, no, since your uncle has arranged for you to live here, then you can just stay here with peace of mind.

Knowing that you were coming, I asked the maid to clean the small building from top to bottom and prepare all the daily necessities.

If there is anything you need, just come to me. There is also a housekeeper and two servants in the small building. If I am not here, you can tell the housekeeper and she will do it for you!"

At this point, Huang Jiahui suddenly remembered something and hurriedly took out his mobile phone: "Oh, I haven't left your contact information yet. Let's leave each other's contact information, so it will be more convenient to contact each other!"