When Duan Mo asked about her parents' preferences, Lu Wuchuan understood that she agreed to go home with him, and couldn't help but smile: "I'm here, don't be nervous."
Duan Mo stirred the coffee with a small spoon: "I want to prepare some good gifts."
"Yingjie is ready." Lu Wuchuan picked up the cup, "Let's go back after drinking coffee and go there in the evening."
"The gifts prepared by others... don't seem sincere." Duan Mo scratched his eyebrows, feeling a little guilty.
The decision to go home with him to meet his parents was too hasty. She didn't buy the gifts herself, and she felt it was a bit rude.
"They don't value these things." Lu Wuchuan rubbed his cup, "They were very busy when I was a child, and they didn't seem to have any hobbies except work. In recent years, I have gradually had free time, but I am not with them. Now think about it, I and I
My parents really don’t spend much time together. My mother has a very good personality, which may be related to her previous career. She has been working in a charity foundation.”
I heard him mention his family occasionally in the past, but he didn't say much, and Duanmo never took the initiative to ask. I didn't expect that his mother was not that kind of rich wife. She not only worked outside the home, but also worked in a charity foundation, which made her somewhat jealous of Lu's mother.
curious.
The coffee in the cup was almost empty, and Lu Wuchuan waved to the waiter to pay the bill.
The two were about to leave when the door of the cafe was pushed open from the outside, and the small wind chime at the door made a short but very clear and sweet tinkling sound.
Duan Mo looked up inadvertently and saw a dignified middle-aged woman coming in. She was slightly startled and wanted to look away.
But the moment the other party saw her, surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Mo Mo!" Chen Shujin never expected to meet her daughter here. She walked over in a few steps, but when she saw Lu Wuchuan standing next to Duan Mo, her expression condensed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal.
"Captain Lu is here too. Are you on a business trip?"
Lu Wuchuan nodded: "Mrs. Yin, my name is Lu Wuchuan, just call me by my name."
"You... know me?" Chen Shujin was a little surprised by what he called her.
"Let's go." Before Lu Wuchuan could answer, a small hand grabbed the corner of his clothes.
Lu Wuchuan took advantage of the situation and took the little hand that was grabbing the lapel of his clothes into his palm: "Sorry, Mrs. Yin, we have something else to do, so we'll leave first."
"Wait!" Chen Shujin's eyes moved upward, from the hands they held together to Duan Mo's face: "Let's have a meal together sometime."
Her voice was soft, full of begging, and reached her ears, making Duanmo feel dazed for a moment.
But she soon woke up and without answering, she pulled Lu Wuchuan and walked out.
Lu Wuchuan only had time to say "goodbye", but was dragged out of the coffee shop.
Chen Shujin looked at the backs of the two of them and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. The surprise of mother and daughter's reunion was gone, and only deep sadness remained.
"Momo..."
"Don't persuade me!"
"No," Lu Wuchuan rubbed the top of the little girl's hair helplessly and smoothed her hair, "I want to say that we went in the wrong direction."
Duanmo also realized that he shouldn't take out his anger on him, so he pouted and softened his tone: "I don't know the road."
Lu Wuchuan took her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers: "You have to hold it tight, don't throw it away."
He originally planned to go back to the apartment directly, but in the end he insisted on going to the mall to buy two gifts for his parents, saying that it didn't matter how much they were, so that he could be sincere.
Lu Wuchuan asked her to choose her own gift next time, and then forcefully took her back to the apartment.
After returning home, I took out the things Zong Yingjie had prepared from the guest bedroom downstairs and looked at them one by one before feeling relieved.
The little girl kept talking here and there, as if she had completely forgotten what had just happened.
Lu Wuchuan knew that it was impossible for her to forget, she was just trying to distract her attention by talking.
He didn't have to let the little girl reconcile with Chen Shujin, but he simply didn't want her to always live in the pain of the past.
But he also knew that many years of knots could not be solved with just a few words. Moreover, it was not appropriate to say anything at this time, so he might as well leave it to the future when he has time to slowly enlighten him.
The two of them went out at 5:30 in the evening. There was a big temperature difference between morning and evening in Pingcheng. Lu Wuchuan wore a suit over his shirt and found a jacket for Duan Mo to put on.
A black car with tell-tale paint was parked downstairs. A middle-aged man in a black suit saw them and bowed to say hello.
After getting in the car, Lu Wuchuan put down the middle partition and tapped his fingers on the little girl's straight back: "Aren't you tired of sitting like this?"
She turned her head stiffly: "Is it too late for me to get out of the car now?"
"There's no door!" Lu Wuchuan pulled the person into his arms, "Get in my family's car, it's my family's family."
"It sounds like a bandit." Duanmo looked at him.
"If I were really a bandit, I would snatch you back to be the wife of the stronghold." After finishing speaking, Lu Wuchuan stepped forward, bit her ear and whispered something in a low voice.
Duan Mo's cheeks suddenly turned red and he raised his hand to push him: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Seeing her embarrassed look, Lu Wuchuan chuckled: "It's not a matter of time."
Duan Mo was angry and ignored him, and he in turn coaxed others.
Between the laughter and the fuss, the nervousness was relieved a lot.
The old house of the Lu family is located among green hills, and its quaint courtyard gives people a sense of tranquility and remoteness.
When the car was about to stop, an old man came forward and said, "Second Young Master, you are finally back."
Hearing his address to Lu Wuchuan, Duan Mo's lips twitched slightly, feeling like he had entered an old landlord's house.
Lu Wuchuan introduced her to Uncle Qi, the butler who had served the Lu family for more than 40 years.
Uncle Qi was over sixty years old, and his body looked quite strong. He looked at Duanmo quietly, then quickly lowered his eyes to say hello, and then led the two of them inside.
The decoration of the main building is not luxurious, but it is plain and refined everywhere.
After passing the cloister arch and before entering the hall, Duanmo's palms were already sweating.
Lu Wuchuan hooked his fingers in her palm, leaned slightly and said in her ear: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Duanmo took a few deep breaths, fearing that he might not be nervous. The nervousness was real.
"Madam, the second young master and Miss Duan are here."
As Uncle Qi finished speaking, everyone in the hall focused their attention.
Lu Wuchuan took Duanmo's hand and walked to a kind old woman: "Mom, this is my girlfriend Duanmo, just call her Xiaomo."
Duanmo said "Hello, aunt".
To be honest, although Mother Lu looks younger than her actual age, she is still over seventy years old after all. Grandma would have been about the same age as her if she were alive, so calling her aunt would make people speechless.
"Be good, don't be restrained, just treat it as if you were at home." Mother Lu smiled and took her hand, and patted the back of her hand.