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In the room on the second floor.

Mother Xu brought a bowl of chicken soup and said to Song Qingyu earnestly, "Miss Song, please eat something. If you don't eat, how can you get better?"

Song Qingyu stared at the ceiling blankly.

After a while, she seemed to finally hear Xu Ma's voice. She slowly turned her head, staring at Xu Ma with her colorless eyes without blinking: "Xu Ma, I want to leave here."

Xu Ma blinked: "Miss..."

Before he could say anything, he heard heavy footsteps behind him.

She quickly wiped her tears, turned around, and saw that it was Lu Yanzhi. She said, "Mr.

Lu Yanzhi hummed coldly, his eyes falling on the bowl in Xu Ma's hand that remained motionless. He frowned and said, "Help Miss Song to wash up. I want to take her back to the old house."

When she heard the word "old house", Song Qingyu's eyes finally moved.

When I looked towards the door, Lu Yanzhi's figure had disappeared.

"Miss Song," Aunt Xu's voice sounded joyfully, "This is great news. Drink this chicken soup quickly. I'll prepare some clothes for you."

As she spoke, she walked towards the cloakroom.

Soon, they brought the latest clothes, bags and jewelry.

"After you left Qianye, those big brands still sent clothes, bags, and jewelry every month." Aunt Xu frowned slightly when she saw Song Qingyu didn't touch the soup in her bowl. "Miss Song, I think Mr. Lu still has you in his heart. Look, he's about to take you to the old house."

The Lu family's old house is not a place where just anyone can go.

Lu Yanzhi was willing to take Song Qingyu to the old house, which showed his greatest respect for Song Qingyu.

The corners of Song Qingyu's lips finally curled up into a sarcastic smile.

When she was dating Lu Yanzhi, she heard that as long as she stepped into the Lu family's old house, she would be the designated daughter-in-law of the Lu family.

So at that time, she looked forward to it every day, hoping that one day Lu Yanzhi would take her into the Lu family's old house.

Now that she no longer needs it, Lu Yanzhi wants to take her to the old house. It's ridiculous.

Besides, even if he took her to the old house, would he marry her?

Song Qingyu looked at the chicken soup on the table, reached out and picked it up, sipping it mouthful by mouthful.

Seeing that she finally ate, Aunt Xu smiled: "Miss Song, that's right. You can suffer for anything but yourself."

Song Qingyu smiled slightly.

Aunt Xu is right.

No matter what you suffer, don't make yourself suffer.

She still has to leave here.

If you don’t eat well, how can you have the energy to escape?

After finishing the chicken soup, Song Qingyu put the bowl on the table and said to Xu Ma, "Xu Ma, I still want to eat. Can you cook a table of dishes for me?"

"This..." Aunt Xu thought for a moment, "Wait a minute..."

After saying that, she went out.

Song Qingyu knew that she was going to ask Lu Yanzhi for instructions.

She was not in a hurry to know the answer, so she sat on the bed and slowly thought about escaping.

Perhaps it was because of the soup that she finally regained some strength and her thoughts became clearer.

It was impossible to make Lu Yanzhi believe that she would not run away.

What we need to do now is to take good care of our body.

At the very least, we need to figure out why her legs have no strength at all.

Having made up her mind, Song Qingyu closed her eyes and finally relaxed a little.

At this time, downstairs, Lu Yanzhi's frown relaxed when he learned that Song Qingyu was finally willing to eat.

"Did she really say that?"

"Yes, Mr. Lu, I'll go cook for Miss Song now?"

Lu Yanzhi was about to speak when his brows suddenly furrowed: "Do you know why she changed her mind?"

Aunt Xu smiled and said, "It must be because you're going to take Miss Song to the old house, Miss Song's mood has improved. Sir, aren't you going to the old house again? I'll go cook quickly."

Lu Yanzhi looked at Xu Ma's back, but his heart sank.

The last time, Song Qingyu pretended to be good and deceived him, and finally escaped from Qianye, which left him with a deep psychological trauma.

I'm afraid it won't be that simple this time.

He frowned fiercely and looked weakly in the direction of the second floor.

Why can't she just be nice?

Aunt Xu was quick and efficient and quickly finished cooking the meal and brought it upstairs.

Song Qingyu looked at the delicious food, her appetite was aroused, and she finished all the dishes.

Looking at the clean dishes, Aunt Xu was very happy: "Miss Song, are you still eating?"

Song Qingyu shook her head.

She is full.

"Then I'll run you a bath."

Song Qingyu hummed.

After Xu Ma left, she tiptoed out of bed.

Her legs were still weak, as if she was stepping on cotton.

I thought I would recover if I ate well.

What did Lu Yanzhi do to her?

"Miss Song, the water is ready."

Xu Ma's voice came over.

Song Qingyu quickly lay back on the bed and pretended nothing had happened.

After taking a shower, changing clothes and putting on makeup, Song Qingyu walked out of the bedroom with the help of Xu Ma.

Hearing the noise, Lu Yanzhi immediately strode over.

"Why didn't you call me?" His tone was accusing.

And it was directed at Xu Ma.

Xu Ma was stunned: "I..."

Lu Yanzhi ignored Xu Ma and bent down to pick up Song Qingyu: "You can't walk now, let me be your legs."

Song Qingyu sneered, "Mr. Lu, you don't think I'll thank you, do you? I'm like this now, isn't it all thanks to you?"

Lu Yanzhi frowned, and after a moment, a rare gentle smile appeared on his face: "I will prove it to you with facts."

Song Qingyu looked at Lu Yanzhi in confusion, and at the same time, a feeling of unease welled up in her heart.

"what are you up to?"

Lu Yanzhi no longer answered her, but hugged her, walked quickly out of Qianye and got into the car.

The car drove slowly.

After more than an hour, we finally arrived at the Lu family's old house.

This house was built by the Lu family when they became rich a hundred years ago.

The gate of the house is towering and majestic, and the heavy door panels have been eroded by wind and rain, but they still stand proudly.

As the car drove into the house, there was a spacious courtyard.

Next to the courtyard, a long corridor winds its way.

The columns are carved with exquisite patterns. Although some of them are worn out, one can still see the exquisite craftsmanship of the craftsmen and their former glory.

But this house is too quiet.

It's so quiet that it doesn't seem like a place where people live.

The car finally stopped.

Song Qingyu sat in the car and let Lu Yanzhi pick her up.

The butler who came to greet them saw this scene and a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

However, his good professional ethics allowed him to react quickly and said to Lu Yanzhi: "Master, shouldn't you put Miss Song down first? The old lady doesn't like this."

Mrs. Lu is a very conservative person.

She was already very dissatisfied with Song Qingyu.

If he saw this scene, he would probably dislike Song Qingyu even more.

Lu Yanzhi's tone was cold: "If she doesn't like it, it's her business. As long as I like it, that's fine."