Madam Lu thought about it for a moment, and worried that Jinglan might not cooperate if the house was too lively.
"Aheng, bring Rubao along then. If she's with Jinglan, it won't feel too deliberate."
When Lu Jingheng heard that Xu Rubao had been brought along, he frowned slightly. What did this have to do with her?
"Mom, what exactly are you trying to do?"
For a moment, Lu Jingheng couldn't understand his mother's deeper meaning.
“Isn’t this for Jinglan’s sake? Don’t you remember? Cheng’s eldest son, I was thinking of introducing Yiqian to Jinglan. It just so happens that your Aunt Song also likes Jinglan very much. Our two families are so familiar with each other, and we think it’s a good match.”
“Your mother’s idea is reliable. Yiqian is a mature and steady young man. He’s already a high-ranking military officer at a young age. He’s on leave, which is why he has this opportunity.”
Lu Zhenyang really liked Cheng Yiqian; the Cheng family held a very high position in Beijing.
"Okay, whatever makes you happy. I'll see how time is. If I can manage, I'll pick you up. Otherwise, Mom and Dad, you can pick me up first. I'll be back for dinner tonight."
Madam Lu didn't have high hopes for him either, since he wasn't the main character anyway.
He still has Ru Bao by his side, and as long as he's not a bachelor, she's happy.
It was mainly Jinglan who prepared this for her with great care.
Fearing she might disagree, Mrs. Lu decided to tell her first.
Anyway, they had met when they were young. Although they had less contact after growing up, they had known each other since childhood.
At this moment, Lu Jinglan also returned from outside and saw that her parents were there.
She walked over and said, "Dad, Mom, I'm going to Milan for Fashion Week next week. I just wanted to let you know. I estimate I won't be back for about ten days."
She likes clothing and plans to develop her own clothing brand in the future, as she doesn't want to rely solely on her family for support.
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Lu's brows immediately furrowed. "What? Go to Milan? No way, Lanlan. Your Aunt Song is coming over this weekend. I've already told your brother that we'll have a welcome party for her."
"When did this happen? Mom, why didn't you tell me sooner? I had already booked the plane tickets."
"I'll cancel the tickets since they're already booked. You know how much Aunt Song likes you. You've taken advantage of her a lot before, giving her so many nice things. You little ingrate."
Lu Jinglan hesitated for a moment. Aunt Song was indeed a very good person. She had always been very fond of her and treated her like a daughter.
The Cheng family also has a daughter, Cheng Meilin, but compared to Cheng Meilin, she felt that Aunt Song loved her more.
Considering that Aunt Song's health had never been very good, Lu Jinglan felt that Fashion Week wasn't a once-in-a-lifetime event, and if she didn't go this time, there would be other opportunities next time.
However, Aunt Song doesn't come to Haishi very often.
Thinking about it, it had been a long time since she had visited her in Beijing. If she came and she wasn't there, Lu Jinglan felt that she had gone too far.
"Okay, I'll cancel it then. We'll have a welcome dinner for Aunt Song together and let her stay a few more days before she leaves."
Madam Lu nodded in satisfaction, "That's good."
As Lu Jinglan went upstairs, she noticed that her mother's gaze was somewhat strange.
Could it be that she saw it wrong?
Besides, Aunt Song has seen him before. When she went to Beijing before, she usually stayed at the Cheng family's house. There's nothing special about it.
Once Lu Jinglan went upstairs, Madam Lu smiled and said, "I'm just waiting for Sister Qinfang to come over. I hope they can get together. It would be wonderful if Yiqian could become our son-in-law."
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