Hearing Baili Fenghua's words, Lu Qingqing smiled proudly. Sure enough, it was her Hua'er who understood her!
So he picked up two large pieces of Dongpo meat and handed them to Baili Fenghua's mouth: "Eat this for you!"
Baili Fenghua frowned, but still opened his mouth and bit into his mouth with a smile.
Lu Qingqing then laughed: "You should eat so happily, and there are no outsiders, how can you pretend to be kind!"
As he said that, he also took two large pieces and stuffed them into his mouth.
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After finishing their meal, Lu Qingqing was urged back by Lu Zhitao's repeated orders.
"I wonder what's going on because dad is so anxious to summon Qingyu back?" Lu Qingqing said calmly, but there was an air of pride in her calm tone.
This kind of aura made Lu Zhitao very uncomfortable, and she always felt as if she was inferior.
I wanted to get angry, but I still endured it. After all, I had to rely on her now, and getting angry would do no good to me.
"Qingqing, your marriage to the Seventh Prince has been decided. Please don't go to the Seventh Prince's house all the time during this period, so as not to cause gossip!" In ancient times, women were not allowed to meet their husbands before they got married.
Lu Qingqing always makes people criticize her when she goes to the Seventh Prince's Mansion every day.
"That is, if a woman's family goes to her fiancé's house every day, what will it look like if word spreads out? It's just that the Lu family has no upbringing!" Mrs. Lu also said coldly at the side.
I didn't expect that Lu Qingqing would turn into a phoenix one day, and I couldn't help but feel dissatisfied.
Hearing Mrs. Lu's words, Lu Qingqing just smiled coldly, curled her lips, sneered, and her sharp eyes seemed to freeze people: "Well, I am really right, my mother died early, and I really have no upbringing.
Woolen cloth!"
In one sentence, Mrs. Lu was so choked that she couldn't say even a single word.
Lu Zhitao also looked ashamed. Indeed, he had never looked at this daughter, let alone educated her.
As for Mrs. Lu, it is even more impossible.
It would be nice if no harm is done.
"Okay, Auntie, if you're in a good mood, I'll call you Auntie. If you're in a bad mood, I'm really tired of even calling you!" Lu Qingqing glared at Mrs. Lu with contempt.
"You...you girl, do you think you have a backer when you marry the Seventh Prince? How dare you talk to me like that!" Mrs. Lu was so angry that her face turned green.
In the past, Lu Qingqing wouldn't dare to take a breath even if she said a word, let alone a word in reply, and she would tremble with fear.
But now she dared to talk to herself like this. It was really contrary to her. The huge gap and jealousy made her so angry that she almost vomited blood.
"Haha, I am really right. I just want to marry the Seventh Prince because I have a backer. How about it? It's a pity that you don't have a chance, and your daughter doesn't have a chance either!" He turned his eyes and said with a flattering expression:
"It's all thanks to the beautiful face my mother gave me! Are you jealous? It's a pity that you don't have my mother's beauty, you can't even ask for it!"
It is actually very simple to deal with people like Mrs. Lu.
Jealousy can make her life worse than death!
Sure enough, after saying this, Mrs. Lu turned red with anger and gasped: "You...you...you bitch!"
"Snapped!"
Before Mrs. Lu finished speaking, she heard a crisp slap.
Mrs. Lu covered her face in disbelief and stared at Lu Qingqing: "You bitch, how dare you hit me...How dare you hit me!..."
