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Chapter 331

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After a while, the young lady ran over and happily followed Song Ching-wan and Lu Qidong to help the old master up from the ground.

The old master pressed one hand on his sprained waist and the other on his subordinate's shoulder. After he finally got up, he didn't say a word. With a gloomy face, he turned around and walked out the door.

When Lu Qidong saw this, he was stunned for a moment. "Hey, Dad, why are you leaving? Aren't you going to fish? "

After all, he was still his father. Lu Qidong still felt a little apologetic.

"Fish my ass!"

If it weren't for the fact that the situation didn't allow it, the old master would have thrown this unfilial son into the pond to feed the fish. When he heard this, he turned around with a red face and shouted in exasperation, "Do I look like I can fish now?!"

His subordinate was speechless.

The more the old master thought about it, the angrier he got. His voice grew louder like thunder, carrying an unquestionable and vigorous aura.

"Anyway, you two little bastards better listen up! No matter what! When my body recovers, I'll definitely make it up to you! Otherwise, I promise I won't let you off! I won't let you off!!! Do you hear me?! "

Lu Qidong was speechless.

Song Ching-wan was speechless.

— — You're really risking your life to fish!

Not long after, Lu Qidong and Song Ching-wan sent the old master out.

The only people left in the living room were the young lady, who had become very beautiful and was happily hugging her little face to look at herself in the mirror, the expressionless Lu Junhan who was sitting on the sofa, and … a little white cat that had been hiding in a corner for a long time, trembling.

The side profile of the man sitting on the sofa was fair and cold. His fine black hair covered his faint eyebrows and eyes. His tall and straight body sat on the sofa. The sleeves of his black shirt were slightly rolled up, revealing a strong and thin arm. His eyes were slightly lowered, as if he was thinking about something. His expression was thoughtful.

Not long after, he reached out his large hand and lifted up the young lady, who was squatting on the floor and holding a small mirror to look at her face. Then, he let go, and the young lady's small body fell onto the sofa next to him.

The young lady was stunned at first, but probably because she was too happy about becoming beautiful, she wasn't angry. Instead, she excitedly looked at her father in the mirror and said happily,

"Dad, Dad! Look! You've become very beautiful too! "

Lu Junhan casually glanced at her.

The man in the mirror was handsome and fair, but he had a cold and abstinent. His facial features were sharp and cold, like an emotionless assassin. He didn't have the word word "beautiful" at all.

At this moment, the little girl's little head carefully poked out from the top of the mirror, revealing her big black and clear eyes. Her long eyelashes fluttered twice, and she grinned happily.

"Dad, look, Li Li didn't lie to you, right? You're as beautiful as Li Li now! "

Lu Junhan stared at her for a while, then his thin lips curved slightly. He rubbed her little head with his large hand and snorted coldly, "Idiot, who wants to be like you?"

"…"

Before the young lady could look at him pitifully, Lu Junhan frowned slightly. He paused and asked her coldly, "What's wrong with you?

"Why did you say that it was no wonder that your mother didn't want you anymore? Are you sure that she really doesn't want you anymore? "

They had never seen this little thing mention her mother of her own accord these days.

They didn't ask at first because Song Ching-wan was worried that this little thing's mother would abuse her.

After all, hiding her child in a pond wasn't something a good mother would do.

Hence, Song Ching-wan was afraid that the young lady would recall the bad memories of her being abused if they asked.

They didn't even ask.

After that, the young lady didn't mention her mother much.

They thought that the young lady didn't like her mother, so they didn't ask any more questions.

But just now, when this little thing mentioned her mother, it didn't sound like she didn't like her.

Of course, Lu Junhan's focus was on the last sentence. He wanted to confirm if this little thing's mother really didn't want her anymore.

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