Lu Zixun nodded: "Get in the car first, and I'll apply some medicine to you."
Lu Haoze in the car and the driver of the Lu family were all frightened by Lu Zixun's behavior.
Since Lu Zixun, this talented young man, passed away from illness two years ago, no one has dared to approach him. Let alone his hands, it is his things. If anyone dares to touch it, he will immediately throw it away.
or destroyed.
Even Lu Haoze's youngest daughter born to his current wife, his biological sister, he has never seen directly.
No one in the Lu family wants to get close to this little ancestor.
However, today, he actually took the initiative to help a strange little girl and held her hand. This scene was too weird.
Lu Zixun completely ignored the shocked expressions of his father and the driver, and directly helped Ranran into the car. He took out the wound medicine he always prepared from the car, carefully applied it to Ranran, and then bandaged her wound with gauze.
"Does it still hurt like this?" After wrapping it up, he asked carefully.
Ranran shook his head and showed a sweet smile: "It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you brother."
Somehow, when Lu Zixun saw Ran Ran's smile, he suddenly felt very warm in his heart, and when he heard her calling him brother affectionately, he actually smiled happily.
"Little sister, where do you live? I'll take you there."
Lu Haoze and the driver looked at Lu Zixun in horror, as if they had seen a ghost.
His son could actually smile? He could actually talk so much to a strange little girl. You know, Lu Zixun usually didn't say more than five sentences during a whole day at the Lu family. Growing up, he was in front of his own mother.
I haven’t laughed a few times, okay.
This is too weird!
Ranran tilted his head and thought for a while: "Brother, I want to go find my father. My father works at Lu's. Can you send me to Lu's?"
"Okay, turn around and let's go to Lu's." Lu Zixun ordered the driver directly without thinking.
Lu Haoze tried to stop him: "Zixun, we are going to be late for the seminar."
Lu Zixun frowned slightly: "Then let dad go alone. I will take this sister and take a taxi to Lu's."
"You--" Lu Haoze wanted to scold him, but glanced at his son and swallowed the words that came to his mouth.
This son of his was his pride, and was born to the woman he loved most. He couldn't bear to part with him, and he couldn't bear to scold him.
The Lu family's car was speeding on the road and soon arrived at the Lu family's door.
Ranran was a little reluctant to say goodbye to this little brother.
This little brother is really good-looking and has a good temperament. He looks like he has read a lot of books. He is also very good to her. He is definitely not like her brother at home who always laughs at her for eating too much.
"Thank you, brother. I'll invite you to my house when you have time. My mommy's cooking is delicious." Although I'm reluctant to leave, finding my dad is the most important thing.
"Okay. This is my phone number. I'll wait for you." Lu Zixun asked the driver for a piece of paper, quickly wrote a line of numbers and handed it to Ranran.
Ranran took it and put it carefully in his pocket: "Okay, just wait, I will definitely call you."
Lu Haoze was frightened again. What is his son doing? Is he flirting with girls at a young age? He gave his phone number to others so easily. This is not like his style at all!
He smiled and looked at his son: "Zixun likes my little sister so much, why don't I see you being so kind to Zimeng!" Zimeng is his daughter with his current wife Ruan Zhiyu, who is just two years old.
She is soft and lovely, but Lu Zixun has never looked at her.
Lu Zixun ignored him and directly ordered the driver: "Drive, we are going to be late."