landing

During the long silence, the quartz clock on the wall struck.

Lu Xian's frowning eyebrows slowly relaxed, and he gently waved his hands on the sofa, "It's late, you go to rest."

He didn't respond to Song Jue's words, but the young man couldn't chase him for a definite answer either.

So he stood up and said in a low voice, "Uncle Lu, you should also go to bed early."

The cold winter passed quietly, and the breath of spring gradually became stronger.

When Song Jue thought that Lu Xian had given up on this idea, Lu Xian proposed this decision at the board meeting.

The directors couldn't help talking.

Although Song Jue's ability is obvious to all, but he is too young and has never made great contributions to the company. It is obvious that he took advantage of his background when he was promoted to vice president.

But his surname is not Lu, and he is not the heir of the Lu family. His name is not right, and several directors who want to arrange their own descendants to join the company are especially dissatisfied.

But no one can obstruct Lu Xian's decision.

Soon, Song Jue moved out of the president's office and had an independent and spacious deputy general manager's office.

At the same time, old man Lu called Lu Xian.

The call was expected.

After a brief conversation between Lu Xian and him, Mr. Lu clarified the purpose of his visit—to ask Lu Xian to return to the old house in the near future.

Lu Xian did not refuse.

The next day, he took out his lunch break and drove back to the old house alone.

The Lu family's old house is located in the outskirts of the city, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with luxuriant trees.This area is a villa area, the houses are far apart, the view is wide, and the air is good.

When Lu Xian arrived, Mr. Lu was pouring water in the garden greenhouse.

Seeing him come in, the old man glanced at him lightly, then looked away, and continued to tend the flowers and plants.

Lu Xian took off his coat, handed it to the servant beside him, and then stood beside him silently.

Although Mr. Lu was watering the flowers, he kept glancing at Lu Xian from the corner of his eye. Seeing that he was more calm than himself, he couldn't help but put the water bottle down, "You have nothing to say to me?"

With a calm face, Lu Xian said in a low voice, "Grandpa must have understood what he said."

The old man wiped his hands, turned his head to look at Lu Xian, "You always have your own ideas, so I just ask you one question."

"How will Fuling be arranged in the future?"

He has a serious expression, his eyes are like a mirror, and he looks very majestic when he is not smiling, but Lu Xian just looked back at him calmly, and said softly, "He is the only heir of the Lu family."

The word "only" greatly comforted Mr. Lu's heart.

In fact, he already knew that Lu Xianzhi was not here, and he was close to Fuling, so it was difficult for him to seize power, but once that person was involved, he still couldn't feel at ease.

The old man sighed slowly, "Is that his son?"

Lu Xian's eyes drooped slightly, "Yes, but it has nothing to do with him."

The old man shook his head, wondering if he didn't believe it, but he didn't mention it again, he just said, "You should know that once a person has tasted the taste of power, he will have ambitions."

Lu Xian whispered, "He won't."

Seeing his firm attitude, the old man had a nostalgic smile in his eyes, "Well, in this respect, I can't always say no to you."

He pondered for a moment, "If there is such a day..."

"will not."

This time the old man really smiled. He tilted his head and wiped the corners of his eyes, and said slowly, "At first I wanted to see this child, but since you said so, then forget it."

Lu Xian said softly, "Don't worry."

Seeing his calm and distant expression, Mr. Lu felt a sudden sourness in his heart.

The mirror shattered after all.

Even though time flies and things have changed, the child he loves the most will never come back.

The old man bowed his head and waved to him, "Go and do your work."

Lu Xian responded and stepped out. When the door was closed, a heavy sigh was faintly heard from inside.

There is also a word that is almost unnoticeable.

"Ah Xian, regardless of gender, find someone to settle down with."

Lu Xian paused and looked up.

The old man's face looked blurry in the sunlight, but his gorgeous hair was particularly dazzling.

Lu Xian raised his hand subconsciously.

The frosted glass door closed automatically with a slight sound.

He was stunned for a moment, then slowly lowered his arms.

After a long time, Lu Xian curled the corners of his mouth.

He said something softly, which was covered up by the jittery wind.

A few days passed, and the person who revealed Song Jue's news to Mr. Lu did not wait for a response. He couldn't help cursing inwardly, but he didn't dare to take too much action.

But with the acquiescence of the two generations of people in power, all that was presented to Song Jue were some small fights that could not be put on the table.

Those who cared were waiting to see him stumble, but although Song Jue was young, he handled it impeccably, and he was relaxed and relaxed.

After several rounds, the material discussion gradually subsided.

This evening, it was Ruan Ye's father's birthday banquet.

The Lu family and the Ruan family are family friends, but Lu Yun is abroad, and the second son of the Lu family had a lot of trouble with his wife before, so the only person present in the end was Lu Xian.

He presented a congratulatory gift with Song Jue, and had a brief conversation with Ruan's father. He glanced around, but he didn't see Ruan Ye.

Father Ruan also watched him grow up, so he smiled knowingly when he saw his expression, "Let's find that kid A Ye."

Lu Xian nodded and said, "It's rare that I didn't see him."

Ruan's father laughed twice, "That kid is naughty and loves to play, so he was forced by his brother to receive guests."

Lu Xian smiled slightly, "Only Brother Ruan can restrain him."

Father Ruan shook his head, and said narrowly, "I think Ah Ye listens to you more, Lu Xian, when will you tell him, so that I can have a chance to support my life and make fun of my grandchildren."

Lu Xian said softly, "Uncle is still young, don't worry."

They said a few more words, and Lu Xian withdrew in a timely manner.

Song Jue followed him silently, watched him chat with a few familiar friends for a while, and then found a corner to sit down.

He put down the goblet in his hand, and persuaded softly, "You still have a headache in the morning, you really shouldn't drink so much."

Lu Xian pressed the center of his eyebrows, "It's okay."

Having said that, his frowning showed that it was not that simple.

Song Jue frowned, but lowered her voice, "Uncle Lu, we might as well leave early."

Lu Xian rejected the proposal without hesitation. Seeing that Song Jue wanted to persuade him again, he stood up, "I'll go to the bathroom."

The author says:

Something unusual always seems to happen in the restroom of a banquet.