He took a deep breath before saying, "Sister, you really don't want to go?"
"No."
"Okay, in that case, I'll be leaving first."
He left in a daze.
Song Qingyu looked at his back, but did not change her mind.
…
The other side.
As soon as the uncle returned home with his grandson, he saw a Chinese car parked in front of the house.
He said to his grandson happily: "It must be your parents. Come on, let's go in and take a look."
A hint of joy appeared on the little boy's pretty face: "Grandpa, put me down..."
The man put him down.
The little boy trotted into the villa.
In the villa.
Sure enough, the living room was filled with a lot of people, all gathered in the center, saying compliments, and the little boy's footsteps did not attract anyone else's attention.
"Xiao Yun, this dress of yours is the latest LV haute couture, right? It's a new dress that even top celebrities can't get, and you actually got it!"
"What are you saying? Our Xiaoyun is the eldest lady of the Lu family. It's just a piece of clothing. If she wants the whole LV, President Lu will be happy to give her the whole LV."
"Hehe, that's true. But, Xiaoyun, why didn't Mr. Lu come back with you?"
"Your question is redundant. Who is Mr. Lu? He is so busy with all sorts of things. How can he have time to go back to his parents' home?"
The little boy who was already jogging over had a look of loss on his face after hearing everyone's discussions.
Dad...isn't back again.
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