"I'll do the dishes!"
Xu Qingqing, who was having dinner, received a message from her father.
Father Xu: [Xu Qingqing, is it true that Xiaoqing was stolen by a thief?]
Xu Qingqing put down her chopsticks and quickly replied to her father: [No, I hid it using a plan.]
[Dad, how did you know? Did Uncle come to apologize to you?]
Father Xu: [Yes, he just left. Thank you. You helped Dad get even.]
Xu Qingqing replied with a cute emoji, and the corners of her lips involuntarily curled up.
Although Father Xu looked very serious, he actually had a sentimental side and always felt embarrassed.
Xu Qingqing was very happy that she could help her father.
Lu Chuanbai, sitting opposite Xu Qingqing, saw her smiling. He propped his chin with both hands and looked at her carefully.
"What are you smiling at? You look so happy."
"I helped my dad solve a big problem today!"
Xu Qingqing's beautiful little face was full of pride. She tilted her head up, and the flesh on her cheeks was puffed out.
Although she was already the mother of two children, the flesh on her cheeks was like that of her younger son, with a soft baby fat that made people want to pinch it.
Lu Chuanbai was always a man who did what he thought of. He directly reached out his hand and pinched Xu Qingqing's little cheek with two fingers.
It was soft, and the touch was really good.
Xu Qingqing looked at Lu Chuanbai speechlessly. With her small mouth red and full of vegetable oil, she complained, "What are you doing!"
"Do you think I'm An An? You can pinch my face whenever you want."
Xu Qingqing was like a little cat waving its sharp claws, trying to scare away Lu Chuanbai who was pinching her cheek, but without any deterrence.
Lu Chuanbai simply put out both hands and pinched Xu Qingqing's cheeks. They were soft and warm.
"The feel is really good," Lu Chuanbai said contentedly as he let go after pinching.
"You're such a brute!" Xu Qingqing rubbed her cheeks. Although Lu Chuanbai didn't use much force, she felt very embarrassed.
"You have to pay a price for pinching my face!"
"What price do I have to pay?" Lu Chuanbai raised his eyebrows and looked at Xu Qingqing. There was a faint smile on his lips, and his handsome face looked perfect under the light.
Xu Qingqing picked up her empty bowl and unceremoniously ordered Lu Chuanbai, "Get me another bowl of rice, and I'll forgive you."
Seeing Xu Qingqing looking so happy, Lu Chuanbai helplessly took the bowl and patiently served her some food and rice.
Xu Qingqing slurped the rice soaked in soup and sighed deliciously, "Did you cook today's food? It tastes great."
"No, it was... my dad who cooked," Lu Chuanbai hesitated.
Before leaving, Father Lu cooked them a table of dinner.
"Uncle Lu's cooking skills are really good. I think I can eat another bowl," Xu Qingqing said happily as she took a big mouthful of rice.
"Eat more if it tastes good," Lu Chuanbai said with a smile as he watched Xu Qingqing.
Even just watching Xu Qingqing eat, Lu Chuanbai found it very interesting, and the boring time would quickly pass.
Father Lu spent a happy day with the two children at Xu Qingqing's house. Then he returned to the hospital full of energy to continue taking care of his stepmother.
Lu Fenglin, who was guarding by his stepmother's bedside, didn't even say hello when he saw Father Lu coming.
Father Lu no longer cared about Lu Fenglin's attitude. He put his phone on the bedside table, fetched some water, and carefully wiped his stepmother's face.
This was the last bit of help he would give his stepmother for giving birth to his child. Once his stepmother woke up, he would propose a divorce.
He couldn't be bound by a momentary mistake for the rest of his life. He also wanted to have his own life in the future and spend more time with his two grandchildren.
When Father Lu went out to get some water, the phone lying quietly on the bedside table rang. Lu Fenglin casually glanced at it, and his eyes instantly froze.
The screensaver was a Christmas photo of Father Lu and Lu Chuanbai's family.
The five people in the photo were all smiling brightly. Even Lu Chuanbai, who always had a cold face, had a faint smile on his face.
Seeing this screensaver, an unnamed fire rose in Lu Fenglin's heart.
He couldn't even explain clearly where this fire came from.
He seemed to be angry that Father Lu had abandoned him and his mother to spend Christmas with Lu Chuanbai. He also seemed to be angry that he never fit in with the Lu family.
This contradictory psychology made Lu Fenglin even angrier. He directly picked up his coat and left.
He didn't want to see Father Lu for a while.
The next day was the day when Mr. Smith would come to attend the press conference.
Lu Fenglin and Young Master Ye had already inquired about Mr. Smith's flight in advance and planned to cut him off.
As soon as Mr. Smith got off the plane, Lu Chuanbai, who had come to pick him up in person, saw him and waved warmly.
Unexpectedly, two outsiders blocked his way to Mr. Smith.
Young Master Ye walked up to Mr. Smith familiarly and greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Smith. I'm a good friend of Lu Chuanbai. Welcome to our country."
Although Mr. Smith didn't know Young Master Ye, hearing that he was a friend of Lu Chuanbai, he politely reached out and shook Young Master Ye's hand.
"Hello. Nice to meet you."
"Mr. Smith, your Chinese is very good!"
Young Master Ye let go of Mr. Smith's hand and gave him a thumbs up.
"Thank you for the compliment."
Mr. Smith had a polite smile on his face. His puzzled gaze passed over Young Master Ye and landed on Lu Chuanbai's face.
What was Lu Chuanbai doing? Didn't they agree to go to the press conference? Why did he let his friend come over for no reason?
Lu Chuanbai felt Mr. Smith's embarrassment and rushed forward to separate Mr. Smith from Young Master Ye.
"Young Master Ye, may I ask if you have anything else to do?"
Lu Chuanbai looked at Young Master Ye and Lu Fenglin expressionlessly.
He had long known that Young Master Ye was on good terms with Lu Fenglin. He didn't expect them to get together so soon.
It was good that they were together. At least he didn't have to maintain a superficial relationship with Young Master Ye anymore.
Seeing that Young Master Ye was pushed aside, Lu Fenglin smiled and started chatting with Mr. Smith. He directly exposed Lu Chuanbai's shortcoming.
"Mr. Smith, my brother hasn't told you yet. Not a single blade of grass has grown on the green grassland you wanted."
Hearing this, Mr. Smith looked at Lu Chuanbai with a slightly angry look.
It was he who had proposed the greening suggestion to Lu Chuanbai, and Lu Chuanbai had readily agreed. Why did he come and then tell him that the grass hadn't been planted?
"Lu Chuanbai, what does this mean? If there is no green grassland, why didn't you tell me in advance?"
He wasn't an unreasonable person. Asking Lu Chuanbai to plant the grass was just a simple suggestion, not a must.
But now Lu Chuanbai had directly hidden it from him, which made him have a bad impression of Lu Chuanbai.
Lu Chuanbai calmly explained, "Mr. Smith, if I really hadn't grown the grass, I would definitely have told you."