This question stumped Liang Zhirou.

Should we be short of it or not...?

Is it not good to say we lack something? Is it not good to say we don't lack anything?

Seeing Liang Zhirou's blank expression, Chen Lu quickly said, "Your daughter can't be given away even if you pay her, so you should give up on this idea."

Wang Xiaoxia snorted coldly, rubbed Chen Lu's head, and slowly walked into the elevator.

She stood in front of the two of them. Liang Zhirou glanced at Wang Xiaoxia's back, then secretly reached out and gently tidied Chen Lu's hair.

Chen Lu's hair, which his mother had messed up, quickly returned to normal.

After the elevator doors closed, a brief silence fell inside.

Liang Zhirou watched the floors slowly rise, pursed her lips, and secretly glanced at Chen Lu. She found that he was still the same as always, looking like nothing was related to him.

This is the first formal meeting between the two sets of parents! How come he's not nervous at all?

However, Chen Lu's father didn't come, so it didn't seem very formal.

Maybe the auntie really just came over for a meal?

Although it's too early to say, marriage is always a matter between two families. Even though her aunt and uncle treat her very well, she's still worried that the other party might look down on her family background.

To put it bluntly, what's the difference between her and a burden? She still hasn't finished paying off the money for her mother's surgery.

Liang Zhirou couldn't help but wonder, if Chen Lu hadn't achieved what he has today and hadn't become financially independent, would they still be as successful as they are today?

As she was thinking, a thought suddenly flashed through the girl's mind, making her freeze for a moment.

Chen Lu is someone who really enjoys slacking off.

She had noticed this when they first met.

During that period, Chen Lu was either slacking off or taking her to slackers.

Until later...

Why did you suddenly decide to make games?

"Of course it's for you."

When Chen Lu said this, they weren't even together yet...

Liang Zhirou stared wide-eyed at Chen Lu beside her.

How many truths do you utter as jokes?

Before she could recover, Chen Lu suddenly grabbed her hand. Seeing Wang Xiaoxia still standing in front of them, Liang Zhirou couldn't help but try to break free from Chen Lu's clutches, but her hand was held tightly by Chen Lu, and she couldn't get away at all.

I had no choice but to give in to Chen Lu.

She swore she really struggled.

Girls are generally not as strong as boys, right?

The elevator stopped on the 14th floor.

Chen Lu only let go of Wang Xiaoxia's hand a second before she turned around.

"Which door?" Wang Xiaoxia asked curiously, pretending not to see her son suddenly letting go of her hand and Liang Zhirou's flushed face.

He's always thinking about taking advantage of others; this kid is even more of a rogue than his father.

You find it exciting to flirt with your girlfriend in front of your own mother, right?

"1402," Chen Lu said calmly, as if nothing had happened.

Just as he was about to walk out with his mother, his arm was gently pulled.

"What's wrong?"

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​starting a company?" Liang Zhirou asked softly.

Chen Lu pondered for a moment, then said calmly, "For world peace."

Wang Xiaoxia, who was walking ahead, had just knocked twice on the door when it was immediately opened.

She was surprised to see that Xiao Xunfang could now walk quite smoothly on her own.

"Sister Fang, I'm here to freeload a meal." Wang Xiaoxia's way of doing things was completely out of character for her age; she was impulsive in both her speech and actions.

"Okay, okay... Sit down quickly. Zhirou, quickly pour some water for your aunt."

Xiao Xunfang was more reserved; their different experiences over the years had created a huge difference between the two.

She felt somewhat inferior to this lively and cheerful "younger sister" deep down.

Chen Lu realized it wasn't the time for him to interrupt, so he simply plopped down on the sofa, picked up an apple, and started munching on it.

"Auntie, have some water."

Liang Zhirou gently placed the water glass on the coffee table; it was still slightly steaming.

"Please sit here for a while, I'll go finish cooking the dishes." Xiao Xunfang smiled faintly on her wrinkled face.

Wang Xiaoxia stood up. "Let me help you."

"No need, no need."

Seeing the two of them going back and forth on their excuses, Chen Lu tossed the apple core into the trash can, somewhat speechless, and said softly, "You two can just sit and talk. I'll cook the rest of the dishes."

After he finished speaking, he slowly walked towards the kitchen.

Liang Zhirou glanced at the two people who were standing there dumbfounded, lowered her head, and muttered softly, "I...I'll go help..."

She then quickly slipped into the kitchen.

In such a tense situation, if Chen Lu weren't around, it would be better to kill her.

"Look at the mess this has made! I was supposed to prepare it," Xiao Xunfang said somewhat embarrassed. "If I had known, I would have done it sooner..."

Wang Xiaoxia didn't seem to care. "Isn't it great? The children have grown up too."

The living room suddenly fell silent, with the faint sound of the range hood coming from the kitchen.

Xiao Xunfang hadn't had a proper conversation with someone like this in many years, and he felt a little rusty for a moment.

Wang Xiaoxia pretended to have something on her mind about work and frowned as she looked at her phone.

Wang Xiaoxia: Honey, I'm so nervous, what should I say?

Chen Guanglin: Talk about the weather, talk about vegetable prices, just casual conversation. Don't bring up future marriages. Let the two kids cook slowly in the pot, let them talk it out themselves. Don't force things, understand?

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