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Lu Haoze shook his head slightly, still insisting on his own opinion.

Lu Wanwan's eyes turned quickly: "I went to Wangjiang Pavilion for lunch with my friends at noon today, and I met you and Jiang Mingshu. Did you go to dinner together?"

Lu Haoze glanced at her and admitted frankly: "Yes"

Lu Wanwan smiled with crooked eyes: "Does classmate Susu know about this?"

"Yes."

"..." This sentence blocked her to death, without even a handle to threaten her. Lu Wanwan coughed lightly and asked bluntly: "Do you and your mother dislike Han Jingmo because of Han Yi?"

"No." Lu Haoze made a clear distinction: "Han Yi is Han Yi, and Han Jingmo is Han Jingmo."

"Did Jiang Mingshu tell you something?" Lu Wanwan made a bold guess, raising her voice slightly: "Don't believe Jiang Mingshu's words, they are all lies!"

Lu Haoze didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I haven't lost my ability to distinguish true from false. In short, you should think carefully about what I say, don't get carried away or act on impulse."

Lu Wanwan pursed her lips and replied in a hushed voice: "Don't think about it, I just like him."

"Don't rush to tell me the answer." Lu Haoze was calm and not surprised by Lu Wanwan's reaction. He left a word calmly and got up to leave the study.

Lu Wanwan snorted softly, and thought about it again, and she still liked Han Jingmo.

In the evening, Lu Guanghan finally went home.

Lu Wanwan circled around him twice. Her exposed skin showed no signs of injury. It seemed that she had not been beaten. She was able to escape from Gu Qiaobei unscathed.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Guanghan asked unhappily.

"To see if you were beaten." Lu Wanwan frowned and asked seriously, "I saw the plan to acquire Jiang Mingshu's studio in your study. Did you acquire her studio?"

"Have you read the content of the plan?" Lu Guanghan asked instead of answering.

"I haven't watched it. I'm not interested."

"Then why are you asking so many questions?"

"...Okay, I won't ask." Lu Wanwan looked around and saw that her parents were not there. She gossiped quietly: "I see that the market value of Linhuang Entertainment has evaporated by more than 10 billion in the past three days. Aren't you going to poach Qiao Qiao? Why don't you do it?"

"It's only more than 10 billion. There's no rush." ​​Lu Guanghan thought of what happened in the bathroom in the afternoon. He felt annoyed. He opened his notebook to log in to the game. Sure enough, he saw that Sanqian Rejiu had deleted him as a friend.

Lu Wanwan went over to take a look and felt sorry for her brother for three seconds.

Three seconds later.

Lu Wanwan began to feel sorry for himself and asked listlessly: "I don't know what happened to Comrade Lu. He doesn't agree with my marriage with Han Jingmo. What should I do?"

"Marriage...marriage?!" Lu Guanghan was frightened and almost threw his laptop away.

"Oh, I said it wrong. He doesn't agree with my marriage with Han Jingmo." Lu Wanwan looked at him uninterested and asked for help.

"Then try running away from home." Lu Guanghan blurted out, paused for two seconds, and taught him seriously: "Running away from home is wrong, don't even think about it."

"Of course I know!" Lu Wanwan got up and went to pack his luggage, ready to run away from home.

"I won't go to see you." Lu Guanghan followed her: "Don't ask me for money, support yourself."

"What a joke, I have plenty of money." Lu Wanwan puffed out her chest proudly. She is now a person with a job and film pay. She laughed wickedly: "I know, you are not going to see me, but Qiao Qiao."

"You think too much, I won't see anyone." Lu Guanghan stopped and went back to the study to put away the acquisition plan.

Lu Wanwan didn't believe his hypocrisy and happily packed her luggage.

So, on a dark and windy night, Lu Wanwan carried a small suitcase and ran away from home.

He drove to Han Jing Mo's house and rang the doorbell.

Han Jingmo opened the door and saw it was her. He frowned slightly: "It's so late, give me a call and I'll pick you up."

Lu Wanwan shook her head excitedly: "Ask me first, why are you here now."

Han Jingmo saw the suitcase behind her, raised his eyebrows, helped her carry it in, and asked cooperatively: "Why are you here now?"

"Trial marriage and living together." Lu Wanwan changed into slippers, walked in swaggeringly, and said coherently: "Let's try living together first. If your personalities are not suitable, you can break up directly then, so you don't have to get married and then divorced, which is troublesome."

Han Jingmo was in a good mood when he heard the words "trial marriage and cohabitation", but when he heard about "marriage and then divorce", his face suddenly became gloomy.

As Lu Wanwan was talking, she turned around and saw his expression. Her heart tightened, but she immediately said, "Of course, we are definitely suitable."

Han Jingmo's expression eased a little, put down the suitcase, and asked, "Why did you come here suddenly?"

"I just wanted to see you, and I couldn't delay for a second, so I rushed here without stopping. This is the deep love of Xuhe's father for you. I will remember it in your little notebook. Did you hear me?" Lu Wanwan said nice things while finding her pajamas and preparing to take a shower.

She had slept here from time to time before, so she was very familiar with the room layout here, and she also put temporary clothes here, but this time she brought the suitcase over in a proper manner.

Han Jingmo looked at her figure with a dim look in his eyes, as if thinking about something.

In the bathroom.

Lu Wanwan was taking a shower when her feet slipped and she almost fell. Suddenly, she remembered something. When she was a child, she saved a young man who had gone astray on the roadside and lied to him that she would marry him when she grew up.

Could this young man who had gone astray be Han Jingmo?

Otherwise, Han Jingmo said that they had met when they were children, but she really couldn't remember.

Lu Wanwan was excited. She washed off the foam on her body, dried herself quickly, put on her pajamas, and ran out. She saw Han Jingmo peeling apples for her. She was so virtuous...

Lu Wanwan walked over, held his hand, and looked at him affectionately, tears in her eyes, full of emotions: "My dear wife, I saved a misguided teenager before. Was it you?"

Han Jingmo denied subconsciously: "No."

Lu Wanwan was stunned, and her full emotions were instantly suppressed. No?

It shouldn't be.

Lu Wanwan blinked and pretended to be melancholy: "What should I do? I promised to marry that person. If you are not, I can't marry you."

Han Jingmo: "... You just need to marry me."

The level is too high.

Lu Wanwan rolled her eyes, took the apple and fruit knife in his hand aside, sat on his legs, leaned over to the corner of his lips and kissed him, and separated immediately, looking straight at him: "Because I saved you, you started looking for me, why didn't you look for me after you were 17?"

Such an ambiguous move, Han Jingmo's eyes were still clear, without lust, the arm around her waist tightened slightly, paused for a while, and said dryly.

When he was seventeen years old, Han Jingmo received a photo from Su Muqing, the photo was of a girl with a bright smile.