The rich family's parents were robbed, and the milk group went crazy for the boss's family

She took a deep breath, waved to Qingqing, and the little girl obediently ran to her side.

Then, she said to Fu Yueci in a somewhat indifferent tone, "It's too noisy here, I'm taking Qingqing upstairs to play."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yueci also felt that it was somewhat inappropriate.

And so, Fu Wanwan took Qingqing upstairs.

Downstairs, Lu Ming was still carrying a gift bag. He walked up to Fu Yueci and awkwardly uttered a sentence.

"Brother Ci, I think Sister Wanwan is very pretty, don't you think?"

Fu Yueci immediately looked at him in confusion: "?"

"What kind of abstraction are you talking about?"

Lu Ming blinked, looking completely innocent: "No, it's the truth."

Fu Yueci didn't say anything more, putting the matter out of her mind, and quickly joined the team being carried by the professional players.

In the dressing room, Fu Wanwan faced a similar problem.

Lu Ling closed the door to the walk-in closet, then thought for a moment and locked it again.

Then she turned around and said, "Wanwan, your brother is really handsome. He seems to have the same vibe as my favorite celebrity. Can you give me his WeChat?"

Fu Wanwan: "?"

She tried hard to recall: "Fu Yueci? What kind of temperament does he have?"

After realizing that what she had just said was not a joke, she looked at Lu Ling with a complicated expression and began to give her a long lecture.

"First of all, I don't think he's handsome. Secondly, you can't judge a man by his looks alone. Although Fu Yueci looks decent, he's incredibly childish and has a foul mouth."

I thought these words would discourage Lu Ling, but to my surprise, her eyes lit up even more.

"That's great, Wanwan. You know I like younger men. I wouldn't like him if he were too mature."

"........."

Fu Wanwan realized something was wrong. It wasn't that she didn't want to push WeChat, but mainly because in her mind, Fu Yueci was just a cheeky little brat.

She also knew Lu Ling well; she was a hopeless romantic. How could these two be put together?

Lu Ling's conversation with him was no different from that of a mother; how could she possibly push her own sisters into a fire pit?

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Fu Wanwan became serious. She looked at Lu Ling and earnestly reasoned with her.

"Listen to me, men are like a contagious disease. Once you get infected, you'll die. It's just a matter of whether you die sooner or later, and the deeper you get involved, the faster you'll die."

Lu Ling stared at her blankly.

Fu Wanwan shook her shoulder: "Got it?"

"Remember, remember."

"Should we still keep his WeChat?"

"Waaah, no more!"

Fu Wanwan was satisfied. She then looked down at Xiao Qingqing, who had a pure and bewildered expression.

Thinking about the billions of dollars and money empire that the little girl will inherit in the future, Fu Wanwan felt it was necessary to plant a seed in her heart.

So she squatted down, looked into the little girl's innocent eyes, and said, "Qingqing, remember that too."

Xiao Qingqing was incredibly obedient, regardless of what Fu Wanwan wanted her to remember.

After recovering from her shocking remarks, Lu Ling began to show Fu Wanwan and Qingqing her antique dresses and the blind boxes of jewelry she had bought at an overseas auction house.

Lu Ling liked Qingqing very much; seeing Qingqing was like seeing herself when she was a child.

She had her maid bring out her treasured beautiful necklaces as well. The dressing room already had a designated space for jewelry, and now it was filled with dazzling jewels, like a showroom.

Although she knew that Qingqing's family background wouldn't lack these things, Lu Ling also had many unique items, and looking at them would be good for improving her aesthetic sense.

Midway through, Lu Ming came upstairs and called the girls down for dinner.

As soon as the door to the walk-in closet opened, the noisy sounds from downstairs drifted in.

Lu Ling found it a bit noisy, so she discussed it with Fu Wanwan, went downstairs to have a cake with Lu Ming, and then had the maid bring the food upstairs.

Qingqing and the other two ate their meal upstairs.

The little girl had two pieces of cake in her hand, which Fu Yueci had given her. However, when she finished one piece and wanted to take the other, Fu Wanwan, who was next to her, stopped her.

"Eating too much will cause indigestion."

After she finished speaking, the little girl withdrew her hand. Although she looked at the small cake with reluctance, she was sensible and did not make a fuss.

"How sweet!" Lu Ling was a little surprised to see this. She put a piece of food into Qingqing's bowl and praised her with a face full of affection.

"You said you wouldn't eat it, and you just won't. Qingqing, how come you're so obedient?"

Fu Wanwan calmly said from the side, "She has always been this obedient."

Strangely enough, she seemed to feel a sense of pride.

Fu Wanwan was unaware that a bloodline called 'sister complex' was beginning to awaken within her.

It was already six o'clock when we finished eating. In Beijing, it's almost dark at this time.

After saying goodbye to Lu Ling, Fu Wanwan informed Fu Yueci, who wanted to stay a little longer, before taking Qingqing home.