After the little rose he raised ran away, Mr. Lu went crazy

The little girl, who was already feeling guilty, suddenly met Lu Ting's gaze. She turned pale with fright, her hands trembled, and the lucky bag fell to the ground with a plop.

In the silent night, it appears particularly clear.

Wen Li'er hurriedly bent down to pick it up, and Lu Ting thought she had dropped something, so he also bent down at the same time.

The two of them were already very close to each other, and because they bent down at the same time, the distance between them was shortened to an airtight distance.

Lu Ting's warm lips brushed across her forehead lightly and inadvertently.

It was a fleeting touch, not even an unexpected kiss.

But at that moment, Wen Li'er felt as if her ears were stuffed with sponges. She could hear and see nothing. Only the violent beating of her heart revealed the chaos in her heart at the moment.

Because of her distraction at that moment, Wen Li'er missed the opportunity to pick up the lucky bag, and she didn't notice that Lu Ting, who had accidentally brushed past her lips just now, had already picked up the lucky bag with one finger.

The eight characters in regular script on the lucky bag were particularly eye-catching. Lu Ting saw it and slowly read out: "A thousand miles of marriage is tied by a thread."

"Looking for a marriage partner? Er Er, are you in love?"

Although Lu Ting never believed in such superstitious things, and there was no woman who would allow him to pray for marriage in such a superstitious way.

But there are also many pursuers who try all kinds of means to attract his attention, including this old-fashioned superstitious method.

But he never imagined that the little girl he raised so carefully would fall in love prematurely without him noticing at all?

All Lu Ting could think about was that Wen Li'er was actually in a relationship, and he completely forgot that she had even reached the legal age for marriage, so even if she was really in a relationship, it was very normal.

Wen Li'er was in a panic, her cheeks flushed like ripe cherries, and she reached out to snatch the lucky bag back.

"give me back……"

Lu Ting didn't even stand up. He just raised his hand and the girl, who was much shorter than him, missed.

The corners of Wen Li'er's lips twitched, and she wanted to lie to him, but Lu Ting lowered his eyes, and his eyes as clear as day fell on her, as if he could see through all her little thoughts.

"Er Er, don't lie to me. Tell the truth."

Wen Li'er tightened her palms and lowered her head, revealing only a section of the soft and fragile white skin on the back of her neck. She admitted in a muffled and light voice, "Yeah."

"What's the man's name, where is he from, where did you meet, and how far has it progressed now?"

Lu Ting felt a rare headache when he thought that a pig had eaten the cabbages he had carefully grown without his knowledge.

He never thought that he himself was the pig that dug up the cabbage.

Wen Lier's breathing was very light and slow, and she opened her lips with difficulty: "We've known each other... for a long time."

The girl refused to say anything else. No matter how much Lu Ting asked, she only revealed this little bit of information.

When he asked the last question, the little girl blinked, the corners of her eyes instantly turned red, and mist covered her eyes. She looked aggrieved and fragile, as if if he asked one more question, she would cry in front of him on the spot.

"Uncle, give it back to me."

Lu Ting couldn't stand the little girl crying, so when he handed the lucky bag back to her, he said to her gently, "Er Er, you are still too young. It's not that your uncle doesn't allow you to have a relationship, but he is afraid that you are not experienced enough in the world and will be deceived..."

"will not."

Before he could finish his words, Wen Li'er interrupted him. The little girl held the lucky bag tightly in her hand, cherishing it as if it were her life, as if she was afraid that he would snatch it away again.

Cherry lips uttered: "He is very good, you are not allowed to say bad things about him."

Even speaking ill of yourself is not allowed.

Lu Ting was slightly surprised. Since he brought the ten-year-old child home to raise her until now, the little girl has been extremely well-behaved and obedient, never causing trouble, and her academic performance has been among the best.

It can be said that she hardly ever caused Lu Ting any worries. Similarly, she listened to Lu Ting's words and almost never refuted them.

But today, for the sake of that mysterious "sweetheart", she not only interrupted him but also defended him.

Lu Ting felt a little upset for a rare time, but seeing Wen Li'er defending the other party so much, and even looking like she would cry if he said any more bad things about the other party, he could only drop the topic.

"Okay, I won't tell you."

I saw that the little girl was barefoot, and her snow-white feet were a little blue from being exposed to the cold for so long.

Lu Ting frowned, bent down and picked her up.

"Why did you get out of bed without wearing slippers? Your allergy hasn't healed yet. If you get a fever again, you can't cry and say you don't want to take medicine or get an injection."

The little girl, who was a little excited just now, calmed down after being picked up by him.

When Lu Ting lowered his eyes, he could see the little girl nestling quietly in his arms like a kitten.

She tilted her head slightly, very close to his chest but not completely touching. However, each of her soft and thin breaths came over and over again, like a cat's claw scratching his heart, spreading across his chest.

After putting Wen Li'er on the bed, Lu Ting asked Wang Ma to bring over the shredded chicken porridge that had been prepared long ago.

"Drink the porridge and then sleep for a while. The rash will subside and heal tomorrow."

The little girl obediently drank the porridge that Lu Ting fed her. She looked a little hesitant and asked hesitantly, "Uncle, don't you want to ask about tonight?"

"Er Er is already an adult, I won't restrict your freedom, but Tianshang Renjian is not clean, you can't go there again, understand?"

Wen Lier quietly defended herself: "It's not that I wanted to go, I was tricked into going."

Lu Ting smiled and said, "That's good. Uncle believes in you. Okay, lie down and sleep for a while."

When the little girl lay down, Lu Ting's eyes swept over the lucky bag that she was holding tightly in her hands.

For some reason I feel this lucky bag is a bit of an eyesore.

But the little girl was very protective of him, so he couldn't interfere too much.

"Good night, Er Er."

Wen Lier hummed obediently: "Good night."

Lu Ting.

In her heart, she silently recited his name, lovingly and carefully.

After Wen Li'er fell asleep, Lu Ting went out to the study and made a video call.

On the other side of the video, He Ziyi was still in the private room of Paradise on Earth. There was a pile of empty wine bottles on the ground, and Boss Sun was holding a trash can, vomiting so much bile that he was almost coming out, and he was unconscious.

"Is Xiao Er'er okay?"

Lu Ting hummed: "The situation is still stable at the moment."

"A Ting, Xiao Er'er is amazing. Can you guess what she did behind your back?"

"She actually signed a contract with an entertainment company called Jiasheng. I didn't know much about this company until I checked it out. I was shocked to find out that the company is small and has few resources in the industry."