Rich Family: The Crazy and Naughty Heroine Dotes on the Real Daughter

In the quiet space, the boy's clear voice fell into Lu Qingtang's ears, and it was particularly clear.

Lu Qingtang was stunned when he heard this.

She blinked, and almost subconsciously began to think quickly about how to fairly distribute the water.

"Just wanting you, my little husband, makes me very happy..."

After saying this, Lu Qingtang was stunned.

Aren’t the young husband she saw in the villa and her current young husband both her young husband?

Then why is she still feeling so guilty?

After a few seconds of silence, the young man suddenly chuckled in the dim space, "It seems that my sister really likes me..."

Lu Qingtang raised her hands to hug his slender neck from behind and said happily, "Of course I like you. You are the first man I have liked in all these years..."

It's the kind of love at first sight.

The boy laughed, "So, sister, do you like my face? Or my personality? Or a certain place?"

Lu Qingtang's brain started working rapidly again, and her words and brain gave her the answer even faster. "I don't know either. I just like my little husband when I see him..."

Even if they had not met under such circumstances, Lu Qingtang had a hunch that as long as she saw the other person, she would at least blow a few loud whistles and then find a way to catch the person.

So... is she destined to be a female gangster? !

Lu Qingtang was puzzled by jpd...

The boy was silent for a few seconds, then said with a smile, "Sister, you are really smart."

Although she didn't know the truth, her strong intuition about danger always allowed her to give the most appropriate answer to such life-threatening questions.

Lu Qingtang inexplicably heard some subtle meaning in this sentence.

She leaned over and said, "Little husband..."

The young man suddenly stopped and whispered, "Sister, we're here."

Lu Qingtang was stunned for a moment, then looked up and realized that they had walked into an empty basement without her knowing.

Lu Qingtang was a little surprised.

In such a dim environment, it took her some time just to find the direction, but her young husband was able to lead her to the place accurately and without error.

The boy put her down and took out a lighter from his pocket. The dim flame instantly illuminated the space around him.

Lu Qingtang looked around, walked to the corner almost subconsciously, and touched a switch. The next second, the whole surroundings lit up.

Lu Qingtang looked at his hands, then looked up at the switch in front of him, and stood there in a daze.

……what happened?

She had clearly never been here before, so why did she subconsciously feel that the switch must be here?

It was like... some kind of instinct etched in her bones, telling her that if she wanted to set up a trap in this place, she would definitely put it here.

Lu Qingtang frowned and turned her head, only to see her husband standing beside her with a smile on his lips, his eyes fixed on her.

Lu Qingtang was stunned when he met those extremely clear peach blossom eyes.

She suppressed the slight sense of disharmony and began to observe the surrounding environment.

Seeing this, Lu Qingtang suddenly froze in place again.

This is an empty basement.

A basement filled with all sorts of colors.

The surrounding walls are covered with various colorful paintings.

Lu Qingtang walked towards one of the walls almost driven by instinct.

The wall is painted with colorful paints, with butterflies spreading their wings. The brushstrokes are childish, much like a child's casual graffiti.

When Lu Qingtang saw the butterflies of various shapes, his heart suddenly started beating violently.

Without thinking, she turned her gaze to the second wall.

There is still a butterfly on the wall, red, with its wings particularly brightly colored, and there is an extra sentence next to it.

[The gentle flap of a butterfly's wings can cause a hurricane in the Atlantic Ocean.]

The handwriting is so childish that you can tell it was written by a child.

Lu Qingtang's dark almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened, and she almost ran towards the third painting.

The walls were still covered with butterflies, but this time, the butterflies were larger, and their wings had more colors...

The fourth, fifth, sixth...

Each painting is filled with butterflies, the colors becoming more and more brilliant, the brushstrokes becoming more and more mature, and the wings becoming more and more gorgeous...

Until Lu Qingtang stood in front of the last picture.

She stood quietly in front of the mural, looking at the completely formed "butterfly" on the wall, with a quiet gaze, as if she was looking up at a miracle.

It was a gorgeous, huge "butterfly" with nebula-shaped wings, full of absurdity and beauty.

It is exactly the same as the external manifestation of the "first generation of artificial intelligence" that Lu Qingtang saw from Zhu Nanyue.

There is also a line of words above this butterfly.

[Humans cannot build the Tower of Babel, but they can stack themselves on top of it...]

Lu Qingtang stared at the line of words in a daze, with a strange emotion flashing in his eyes.

A hand suddenly grasped hers from the side, and Lu Qingtang heard a familiar, gentle voice in her ear, "The Tower of Babel is the legendary 'Tower of Babel'. It is said that it was created by early humans in order to reach heaven."

"But God doesn't like humans, so he sent down different languages ​​so that humans can no longer unite and will never reach the top of the tower."

Lu Qingtang blinked gently, turned to look at the man beside her, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "My dear husband, this was probably drawn by my...father."

Ning Yan smiled slightly and looked at her gently, "Well, I can see that this is the birth process of a genius's inspiration."

"My sister's father...is an extraordinary genius."

Lu Qingtang looked up again and looked at the "Nebula Butterfly" that had finally taken shape.

She seemed to witness the psychological journey of a supreme genius, from his initial naive fantasy to his ambitious and vigorous development...

The man beside her held Lu Qingtang's hand and said, "Since the Lu family has such a basement, it won't be long before the people above find us. Do you want them to see this?"

"No!" Lu Qingtang refused without thinking.

This is obviously a "secret base" that belongs only to her father.

Because Lu Qingtang also has several such "secret bases", she is more certain than anyone else that no one in the Lu family knows about this place.

It turns out that her habit of hiding things was inherited from her father...

She has an extraordinary talent for computers, likes to hide things, and has a deep love for romantic and passionate relationships... These are obviously inherited from her father.

Is it really like Lu Wensheng said, that her hobby of swinging a heavy sword and playing with various guns was really inherited from her mother whose name is unknown?

Lu Qingtang blinked blankly...

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There should be no more tonight, I will try to start a double update tomorrow, good night~