Chapter 367 Good Luck
Lu Yiran raised the corners of his lips slightly, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.
"Did those uncles and aunts scare you?"
He asked casually, tapping the table lightly with his slender fingers.
Chenchen shook his head upon hearing this.
"No, they were all very polite. It's just that there were a lot of people and I misspelled it several times."
Lu Yiran's eyes darkened, and he reached out and rubbed Chenchen's soft hair:
"Then you can play for a while by yourself until I get off work, okay?"
"Um!"
Chenchen suddenly looked up, looked at Lu Yiran with sparkling eyes and continued:
"Uncle Lu, are we going to visit Grandpa and Grandma tonight?"
Lu Yiran paused when he heard that.
He hadn't expected Chenchen to actually bring up the idea of visiting the old man. He remembered that the last time he mentioned it, Chenchen was very resistant, but now he actually brought it up on his own initiative...
Lu Yiran saw all the changes in Chenchen, and his voice softened unconsciously.
"Okay, let's go back to the old house for dinner tonight."
"Great! Then you can get back to work. I'll continue building Lego."
Chenchen said as he returned to where the Legos were placed, sat on the carpet and started to build the Legos.
Seeing this, Lu Yiran raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then he got down to work, picked up the document on the table and started reading.
But he froze when he opened the first document. Inside was a design draft with a heart doodle drawn in the corner.
The veins on his forehead jumped and he threw the document directly into the trash can.
Lu Yiran's face was filled with black lines. He took out his cell phone and tapped quickly on the screen with his slender fingers.
Soon, a notification popped up in the company group:
[Attention everyone: Tomorrow's morning meeting will be moved forward half an hour. President Lu will personally review each department's quarterly reports [smile]]
This message was sent by Secretary Lin from the President's Office, who temporarily took over Song Rui's job.
As soon as the news came out, there was wailing in all the offices.
At the same time, the [Dingsheng Chiguaxianxian] group exploded.
[CEO Office - Acheng]: I wish you good luck [smile]
[CEO's Office - Acheng]: Your excuses are lame, and President Lu has discovered them. (Friendly reminder: President Lu just asked me to check the security cameras in the CEO's office, and the one on President Lu's desk is 4K HD [smile])
[Market-Nana]: What's the reason? I...I was really just delivering some documents!
[Designer - Xiaomi]: Um... Sorry, I was so excited just now that I seem to have taken the wrong document for Mr. Lu to sign... [Cracks]
Xiaomi really wanted to kill herself right now. Mr. Lu must have seen this, right? She wouldn't be fired, would she?
Xiaomi slumped down at her workstation, her milk tea clattering to the floor. She felt as if she could already see the dismissal letter from the HR department waving at her...
Then everyone in the group bombarded Xiaomi with complaints, but the incident had already happened and there was no point in saying it now. Everyone sighed helplessly.
All departments started to get busy because of this news. After all, President Lu's eyes were really sharp, and they had to prepare tomorrow's quarterly report.
…
At six o'clock in the afternoon, the sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows gradually set in the west.
Lu Yiran closed the last document and looked up at Chenchen lying on the carpet.
The little boy was lying on the ground, his face slightly flushed with concentration, and the Lego castle in front of him had already taken shape.
He loosened his tie, looked at Chenchen and said:
"Chenchen, it's time for us to set off."
Chenchen immediately raised his head upon hearing this, his eyes shining as if filled with stars:
"Are you going to see great-grandfather and great-grandmother?"
He hurriedly began to pack up the Legos, but in his haste he knocked down a small section of the wall.
Lu Yiran walked over and squatted down, his big, bony hands gently pressing down Chenchen's busy little hands:
"No rush, take your time."
He skillfully helped Chenchen sort out the scattered parts.
Ten minutes later, the president's exclusive elevator slowly descended.
Lu Yiran appeared in the company lobby again holding Chenchen's hand. It was the rush hour and there were many employees who were just about to get off work in the lobby.
"Hello, Mr. Lu!"
The employees in the hall greeted him in unison, but their eyes couldn't help but glance at Chenchen.
Chenchen hid behind Lu Yiran, her small hands unconsciously clutching the hem of the man's suit.
"Afraid of strangers?"
Lu Yiran asked in a low voice, and picked up Chenchen.
This action made the two girls at the front desk gasp.
Chenchen shook his head and whispered in Lu Yiran's ear:
"They look at me so strangely... like kids in kindergarten staring at their new toys..."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yiran swept his sharp gaze across the hall, scaring everyone so much that they immediately lowered their heads and pretended to be busy.
He patted Chenchen's back gently: "Don't worry about it."
A black Maybach had already stopped at the door.
The driver, Lao Li, respectfully opened the car door. When he saw Chenchen being held in Lu Yiran's arms, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Go to the old house."
Lu Yiran gave brief instructions and carefully fastened the child seat belt for Chenchen.
The car slowly drove away from the company building. Chenchen leaned on the car window, watching the skyscrapers gradually moving away.
Lu Family Mansion
Mr. Lu was walking down the stairs slowly with a cane when he suddenly saw Butler Chen rushing towards him as if he was riding a Hot Wheels. The wrinkles on his face were squeezed into a chrysanthemum with excitement.
"Master! Master!"
Butler Chen ran so fast that he almost tripped over his own shoelaces.
Mr. Lu quickly dodged to the side:
"Ouch! You old man, don't try to extort money from my pension if you fall!"
Butler Chen held his old waist and gasped for breath. The corners of his mouth twitched when he heard this. He seriously suspected that his master was playing abstraction, but he had no evidence.
"The young master is back..."
Mr. Lu's face immediately fell:
"That brat is back, so why are you so excited like you won the lottery..."
Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. He had wanted Lu Yiran to return to the capital before, but that brat refused to come back. Why was he back now? And to the old house? How strange.
Butler Chen slapped his thigh and continued:
"No! The eldest master came back with the younger master!"
Mr. Lu was instantly shocked as if by electricity, and his cane fell to the ground with a clang.
"What?! My precious great-grandson is here?!"
The next second, the old man in his eighties rushed to the door at the speed of a 100-meter sprint. His brisk steps stunned Butler Chen.
"Master! Your dentures! Your dentures fell out!"
Butler Chen picked up the dentures on the ground and chased after him, shouting.
Mr. Lu waved his hand without even turning his head:
"No! Don't make my great-grandson wait anxiously! Look at you too, why are you panting so hard when talking? You're just wasting time!"
The two of them ran to the gate panting, and saw Lu Yiran walking towards them from afar, holding a little kid.
Mr. Lu was shaking with excitement and grabbed Butler Chen's hand:
"Old Chen! Pinch me! Am I dreaming?"
Butler Chen grimaced in pain:
"Master...you pinched my hand..."
Only then did Mr. Lu realize that he had almost squeezed Butler Chen's hand into a pig's hoof, and quickly let go.
"Oh, sorry! I was too excited hehe..."
Butler Chen rubbed the back of his red and swollen hand and rolled his eyes: You'd better stop doing embarrassing things!
However, Mr. Lu did not see the expression on Butler Chen's face. His mind was all on the child that Lu Yiran was holding.
Seeing the two people getting closer, Mr. Lu's eyes lit up:
"Oh my precious great-grandson is coming! Come on, Old Chen, look at my hair, is it messy? Are my clothes wrinkled?"
Butler Chen looked at the old man's stubbornly standing white hair and said with a suppressed smile:
"Very handsome, just as handsome as when he was young!"
Mr. Lu laughed and scolded:
"Bullshit! I was much more handsome when I was young!"
He suddenly lowered his voice.
"Wait a minute, be smart and take some more pictures of me and my great-grandson. I'm going to post them on WeChat Moments and piss off Mr. Wang next door!"
Butler Chen: “…” Isn’t your competitive spirit misplaced?
At this time, Chenchen had already walked up to the two old people with his short legs, raised his little face and looked at them curiously.
The sunlight danced on his eyelashes, making his big eyes look particularly bright.
Mr. Lu instantly switched to "kind great-grandfather" mode, smiling so hard that all the wrinkles on his face stretched out, making him look like a blooming chrysanthemum.
He rubbed his hands, his voice so gentle that water could drip out:
"Hey, whose little baby is this~"
Lu Yiran coughed lightly:
"Chenchen, call me great grandfather."
"Hello, great grandfather~"
Chenchen immediately straightened his body, and his voice was as clear as the birdsong in the early morning.
He even imitated the adults and bowed in a proper manner, but he used too much force and almost fell down. He was caught by Mr. Lu.
Mr. Lu was so distressed that he gasped.
"Oh my dear! He looks exactly like your dad when he was a kid, even down to his unsteady stance!"
As he spoke, he took out his reading glasses and looked left and right.
"Look at this nose, these eyes, they're a replica of Yiran when he was a child!"
Chenchen tilted his head, his big eyes darting back and forth between Lu Yiran and the old man:
"So am I not like Dad now?"
"Similar! How can they not be similar? They are simply cast in the same mold!"
Mr. Lu suddenly slapped his forehead, as if he remembered something important, and said quickly:
"Look at my poor memory! How could I let our little darling stand at the door? Old Chen, quickly get out all those toys I specially prepared!"
As the old man spoke, he carefully took Chenchen's hand and walked towards the villa hall. He didn't even glance at Lu Yiran who was standing beside him.
This is no wonder. The last time Lu Yiran returned to the old house, he had a big fight with the old man, and the two are still in a cold war.
It is already a special favor from the old man that he can let this grandson in today.
Lu Yiran stood there, looking at the backs of the old man and the child walking away, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.
He really couldn't understand it. This was clearly the first time the old man and Chenchen met, so how could they be so familiar with each other, like grandparents and grandchildren who had been together for years?
His memory suddenly flashed back to five years ago, when he and Mu Nanyan had just gotten married. The old man and the old lady were just like this, giving all their love to their granddaughter-in-law, and even did not hesitate to teach him a lesson for her.
Now, five years have passed, and this little guy who suddenly appeared can easily surpass me. This feeling is really heartbreaking.
Lu Yiran shook his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, and walked into the living room alone.
The scene before him made him stop.
In the huge living room, all kinds of toys are scattered on the soft carpet, and even the coffee table is filled to the brim.
Mr. Lu was enthusiastically introducing to Chenchen how to play with each toy, and his focused expression seemed as if he was discussing some national affairs.
Little Chenchen sat cross-legged, tilting his tender little face up, listening very attentively.
There was a burst of fragrance wafting from the kitchen. When Mrs. Lu heard that Chenchen had arrived, she was so happy that she went into the kitchen herself and said she wanted to make some of her signature snacks for her great-grandson.
Lu Yiran sighed softly and sat down on the single sofa in the corner.
How could the old man at this moment still possess the dignity of a business tycoon? The old man in front of him, with a smile on his face, was clearly just an ordinary great-grandfather, racking his brains to please his great-grandson.
Lu Yiran sat on the sofa, watching the old man asking Chenchen about his well-being, and couldn't help but cough lightly, trying to attract his attention.
"Grandpa, Chenchen may not like all the toys you bought..."
He spoke carefully.
Mr. Lu didn't even raise his head. While helping Chenchen unpack the toy, he snorted coldly:
"What do you know? I picked out the most popular things now. Do you think everyone will be like you when you were a kid, with a stern face all day and not being able to play with a toy?"
Lu Yiran choked and said helplessly:
"I just think there are too many toys and Chenchen can't play with them all."
"If you can't play it all, just play slowly. Anyway, Chenchen will come often in the future, and these toys are prepared for him."
The old man glared at him.
"Why, do you have any objections?"
Lu Yiran: “…No.”
He simply stopped talking, picked up the teacup and drank tea in silence.
But the old man still didn't let him go. He glanced at him and said to Chenchen deliberately:
"Chenchen, some people just can't talk. They can't even coax a child. You must not learn from them."
Chenchen blinked, looked at Lu Yiran, then looked at his great-grandfather, and tilted his little head, as if he had noticed something was wrong between them.
Lu Yiran put down the teacup and finally couldn't help it:
"Grandpa, if you have any objections to me, just say it directly. Why do you have to do it in front of the children..."
The old man snorted coldly.
"How dare I have a problem with you? Some people have grown so independent that they don't even want to go home. What else can I say?"
The atmosphere in the living room instantly froze. Even Mrs. Lu, who was busy in the kitchen, stuck her head out to take a look, shook her head, and went back to cooking.
Chenchen looked left and right, then suddenly got up from the carpet, ran to Lu Yiran, and tugged at his sleeve:
"Uncle Lu, my great-grandfather bought me a remote-controlled plane. Can we play with it together?"
Lu Yiran was stunned and did not answer.
When Mr. Lu, who was sitting next to him, heard Chenchen calling Lu Yiran "Uncle Lu", he didn't react for a moment. When he reacted, he was not angry, but looked at Lu Yiran with a hint of ridicule and said:
"As expected, some people just don't welcome you. Even the children won't recognize you. Unlike me, Chenchen called me great-grandfather as soon as he came."
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