Lu Mingyuan's eyes lit up. He was naturally very happy to have won Grandpa Wen's support and affirmation.
"I suppose my wife must have said a lot of good things about me to my grandfather in order to help me out."
Lu Qingyan raised an eyebrow. Miss Wen, Wen Wan, Wan'er, wife—the way she addresses him changes quite quickly, but she doesn't seem to mind. Perhaps it's because Wen Wan has already been married to him once.
“You’ll be appearing in front of him many times in the future, and if you upset him every time, I’ll be in a real bind. First impressions are so important, so of course I have to say nice things about you. I’ve been praising you to the skies, and my grandpa is so happy!” Lu Qingyan said, blinking her eyes.
Lu Mingyuan's face didn't show much emotion, but the slightly raised fingers revealed his good mood.
“Then… Wan’er,” Lu Mingyuan said to Lu Qingyan, “how about we take a vacation for our honeymoon? We can skip the wedding, but I can’t leave you with nothing.”
Lu Qingyan lowered her head: "You don't need to give me anything. Just spending ordinary days with me like this, talking about Grandpa with me, is the best thing for me."
Hearing Lu Qingyan's decision to give up, Lu Mingyuan felt a little regretful. He had even made a series of plans beforehand, but he didn't expect her to be unwilling to agree to his request.
What a pity.
However, considering Grandpa Wen's current condition, he did not force him.
His idea was to go on a happy honeymoon with his wife, and when they returned, Grandpa Wen's surgery would have been completed, and he would be able to see a healthy Grandpa Wen without having to worry about him anymore.
But Lu Qingyan clearly didn't think that way. If she went far away, who would come to keep Grandpa Wen company? She was really worried about not staying by Grandpa Wen's side.
The car drove slowly and soon stopped. Only then did Lu Qingyan realize that they had arrived at Lu Mingyuan's house.
As expected of the big boss, Lu Mingyuan's house was huge, a two-story building with a garden in the back. Of course, it was too dark for Lu Qingyan to see the back; Lu Mingyuan had told her about the garden. Now, standing in the building, looking at the simple yet elegant living room, she couldn't help but mutter "nouveau riche" under her breath.
The big boss's family clearly has some wealth and status; they're not like typical nouveau riche who flaunt their wealth with gold and silver. The decor here, while simple, doesn't feel shabby; instead, it subtly exudes grandeur and luxury.
"What's my home like?" Lu Mingyuan proudly introduced to Lu Qingyan, who nodded and praised him as expected.
Lu Mingyuan poured two glasses of water and handed one to Lu Qingyan: "I don't like a lot of people, so not many people live here. The people who clean here come at the same time every day and leave within the specified time. You won't feel uncomfortable living here."
"Yes, I don't like too many people either." Lu Qingyan nodded.
However, this is different. I don't like large groups of people because almost everyone who initially gets close to me suffers injuries of varying degrees. Some get a small cut on their hand, while others are paralyzed.
Over time, I got used to the feeling of being alone and gradually came to like this kind of solitude.
Perhaps others would see this as arrogant, but Lu Qingyan wouldn't care about other people's opinions at all. Even if she did care, she wouldn't make it a rule.
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