Father Lu and Mother Lu were still in a daze, unable to realize who Murong Ling was!
Lu Chenxu refused directly: "No need, our family is not familiar with him!"
He thought of the plan of the old fox head of the Murong family ten years ago, who wanted to use his daughter's constitution of multiple births to continue the Murong family and spread the family lineage, and he felt very unhappy.
Dudu, Momo, but these three sisters are his darlings and treasures, so why should he, the Murong family!
Because he was angry, his tone of voice was very bad!
His sons were all puzzled by his excessive reaction.
Lu Zizhong: "Dad, our family seems to have investment in Murong's pharmaceutical factory. Didn't you use Sanbao's patented technology to invest in their pharmaceutical factory in Yucheng? But, from your tone, it seems that you have no interest in this Murong family.
Ling is very unwelcoming? Why?"
Lu Zili: "Yes, Comrade Lu, didn't Mommy save the head of the Murong family back then? The relationship between our two families should not be close enough. Do you want to reject a junior's request for a visit so straightforwardly?"
Lu Zixun: "Dad, your reaction seems a little strange today! Is there something we don't know about?"
Lu Zita: "Dad, have you met Murong Ling before? Is it because he has a bad character? For a family like the Murong family, which is very influential in the world, their only eldest grandson should be pampered since he was a child.
Are you a little arrogant?"
Lu Ziqian: "Fourth brother, what you said is not quite right. The more a century-old family is, the stricter their tutoring is and the higher their requirements for future generations. Otherwise, they will not be able to continue their century-old glory. I think Dad
There must be something being hidden from us?"
Lu Zibai glared at Lu Chenxu: "Dad, is fifth brother right? Are you hiding something from us? We are all a family, there is something we cannot say."
Lu Chenxu put down his chopsticks heavily, glared at the brats, and then his eyes fell on his two daughters, frowning slightly: "What about Ran Ran? What time is it, where has she gone?"
Lu Zili said: "She, she met Bai Yizhi at the cinema today. The two of them went to have afternoon tea. I guess they had dinner after the afternoon tea. The two of them met together before nine o'clock in the evening.
Won't come back."
For some reason, when he mentioned Bai Yi, the unexpected kiss and the faint sweet smell of popcorn on Bai Yi's lips suddenly appeared in his mind.
There was a strange throbbing in my heart!
After hearing what he said, Mo Xiaodie sighed: "Oh, this Ranran is really a headache!"
As she said this, she glanced at Momo, as if she had been a little unhappy since she came back for dinner.
"Momo, what's wrong with you? Mom seems a little unhappy when she looks at you? Why haven't you spoken?" She gently held her daughter's hand and asked.
Momo raised her head and glanced at her, then lowered her head with some remorse: "Mommy, I, I lost my cello!"
That cello was bought for her by her father some time ago! She likes it very much.
Mother Lu asked doubtfully: "It's lost. Didn't you carry it to class? How could it be lost?"
"I, after I got off the car, I was going to the music room. I saw Li Yongyi was hit by a car at the intersection, so I ran over to see him. After I found out that his leg was broken, I put the cello on the road in desperation.
On the roadside, I called the driver, Uncle Wang, to take us to the hospital! As a result, I forgot to pick up the cello. When I went back, it was gone."
Li Yongyi is Li Mingcheng's youngest son, who is six and a half years old this year.
Mo Xiaodie's brows furrowed deeply: "Li Yongyi was hit by a car? Where are your Uncle Li and Aunt Xiao Su! And, where is their nanny! What are they doing? How can you let him go out by himself as a child?"