The host has issued an eviction order, who would have the nerve to stay?
Just as he was packing his things to leave, suddenly the servant outside the door ran in and said to Song Bijun in a panic, "Madam, Mr. Lu is here."
Lu Jun?
Ding Jian hesitated for a moment, then picked up the camera and prepared to leave.
"Mr. Lu? Why is he here?"
Song Bijun was frightened for a while. This Lu Jun was both a god and a devil. He had already left Ningcheng, so why did he suddenly come back?
Ding Jian and Sister Mei walked out and met Lu Jun in the yard.
"How many are there?"
Looking into each other's eyes, Ding Jian smiled and said, "Hi, classmate Lu, long time no see."
"Are you...Ding Jian from the Journalism Department?"
"Yes."
The two had just exchanged a few words when Song Bijun came out with Ji Bingbing, "Mr. Lu, you are here, come in quickly!"
"Mrs. Song, this Mr. Ding is my university alumnus. Do you mind if I invite him to sit with me?"
ah?
Song Bijun smiled awkwardly, how could such a coincidence happen in the world? Just after she lost her temper with Ding Jian, Lu Jun came?
Need I say more? It must be the fault of that stinky girl upstairs. She can go against him unscrupulously because of Lu Jun's support.
"Please, please come in!"
The people who had just been kicked out were invited in again.
"Where's Mo Mo? I heard she was sick. Is she feeling better now?"
"Oh, this child is really ignorant. When she gets sick, she wants to tell the whole world. How can she let Mr. Lu come over to visit her?"
"Mrs. Song, Mo Mo was too ill and fainted. He was sent to the hospital by his classmates. You don't think it was Mo Mo who called me to tell me, right?"
"Ah? That's not what I meant."
Unwilling to pay attention to her, Lu Jun looked left and right, but did not see Ji Momo.
"Do you mind, Mrs. Song, if I go up to see my niece?"
"No, I don't mind. Mr. Lu, please do."
Lu Jun turned around and waved to Ding Jian, "You happen to have a video recorder in your hand. Didn't you take pictures of Momo's day? Record the scene of me visiting her."
"OK."
For some reason, Ding Jian felt very happy when he saw Song Bijun deflated.
He followed Lu Jun with the camera on his shoulder. As soon as he went upstairs, he saw Ji Momo opening the door to the room, his face a little pale.
"Mr. Lu?"
"Why are you up?"
Lu Jun quickly stepped forward to help him, but Ji Momo dodged him.
"I'm not sick enough to need help." She winked playfully.
"You kid, you want to show off again?"
"It's really okay. Mr. Lu doesn't believe in the level of doctors in his hospital?"
She was hungry and wanted to eat downstairs.
"It just so happens that I haven't eaten either. Let's go and eat."
Downstairs, Song Bijun was discussing with Ji Bingbing what to do. Why did this Lu Jun want to get involved in their family's affairs?
"Mrs. Song, I would like to accompany Mo Mo for dinner, would you mind?"
Have a meal?
I feel a hundred reluctances in my heart but dare not show it. This feeling is simply more disgusting than swallowing a hundred flies.
"Little uncle, why do you mind? You are an elder, it is not natural for you to stay for dinner?"
Ji Bingbing reacted quickly and quickly asked the servant to get the dishes and chopsticks, while the two cameras pointed at their respective protagonists.
I was sick and had a bad appetite. I was obviously very hungry, but I couldn't eat anything. I drank less than half a bowl of chicken soup and put down my chopsticks at the end of the season.
"No more food?"
"I'm stuffed."
Lu Jun also put down his chopsticks. In fact, Lu Jun ate less than her and barely moved his chopsticks.
"Mrs. Song, I want to take Momo to live with the Lu family tonight."
"What?" Song Bijun was shocked.
"I think her condition is not very good. If she has another convulsion, how can she do it without someone around to take care of her?"