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Chapter 82

Lu Xiyun picked up the child, glanced at Jiang Lan coldly, turned around and entered the house.

It was raining lightly outside, and everyone went inside one after another.

Jiang Lan still stood there, watching the family enter the house.

Pei Qingsheng bent down to pick up the fruit bag on the ground, picked up the scattered fruits, put them into the bag, and came to Jiang Lan's side.

"Sister-in-law, these fruits are broken. Do you still want them?"

Jiang Lan turned her eyes and turned to look at the man. He still had that perfect smile on his face, neither getting close nor alienating him.

His smile is like a mask, separating his true appearance so that no one can see his true face under the smile.

Jiang Lan reached out to take the fruit bag and nodded to him to thank him.

When she was picking up the fruit just now, her fingers accidentally brushed across his skin. Pei Qing put her hands behind her and gently rubbed them with her fingertips, as if she was recalling the touch just now.

Jiang Lan raised her head, caught a glimpse of the smile in his eyes, and pursed her lips.

After a while, she selected a good apple from the bag and handed it over.

Pei Qingsheng raised her eyebrows slightly, "Given it to me?"

Jiang Lan nodded.

He laughed, stretched out his hand and took the apple, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

Jiang Lan lowered his eyes and tightened his fingers holding the bag.

Pei Qing said: "Go in, dad is waiting inside."

He took the lead and walked in front, with Jiang Lan following behind him.

When Lu Wanrou saw the two of them coming in together, her face darkened, but it only took a moment before she returned to her original smile.

"Qingsheng, Jiajia seems to have diarrhea again. Please take him to change his diaper."

Lu Wanrou picked up the child in the stroller and stepped forward to hand it to Pei Qing.

"Okay, let me take a look." Pei Qingsheng took the child, keeping an unchanging smile on her face.

After he went upstairs, Lu Shengwen looked at Jiang Lan and asked her, "Where's Jingchi, why didn't you come together?"

Jiang Lan shook his head and gestured: I don't know, he should be busy.

Lu Shengwen looked solemn and asked Lu Wanrou again, "Wanrou, you didn't inform him?"

Lu Wanrou said hurriedly: "I sent him a message this afternoon. Who knows what he is doing."

Maybe she was spending the New Year's Eve with her beloved. Lu Wanrou didn't say this, but everyone knew it.

"This brat." Lu Shengwen said in a bad tone, "Call him."

Lu Wanrou nodded, took out her cell phone and called Lu Jingchi.

While waiting for the call, an orange suddenly hit Jiang Lan. Jiang Lan looked up and saw that it was Xiao Hao who was making faces at her.

Lu Shengwen also saw it. He looked at the child quickly, his expression of calmness frightened the child into his mother's arms.

"Xiyun, this kid of yours needs to be properly disciplined. There are no rules at all!"

Lu Xiyun's face turned pale, and she explained: "Dad, he is still young, I will teach him slowly."

"You're still young at seven years old? When you were as old as him, you could pass CET-4 in English. Let's look at your son?"

Lu Xiyun twitched the corners of his lips, feeling both amused and angry.

She didn't know whether Lu Shengwen was showing off, or whether he thought all children in the world should be like Lu Jingchi.

Mrs. Lu on the side also had a proud smile on her lips, but when she thought that her outstanding son had taken advantage of this mute, she was furious.

Mrs. Lu turned to look at Jiang Lan and whispered: "Why are you putting on a dead face here? Go down and help cook."
Chapter completed!
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