"Qiaowa, I'm going to the capital to study this time."
In the summer of 1993, two girls stood at the entrance of the high school section of City A, whispering to each other.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the two close elementary school classmates are about to enter high school. Mo Yan's father is expanding his business and is preparing to move to Beijing. She stopped Lu Siqiao, who was on his way to register at the No. 1 High School, and said with a troubled expression.
At this time, Mo Yan was fifteen years old. She had fair skin, a sweet face, and her hair was tied in a bun with a shiny hair clip.
Lu Siqiao had just celebrated her birthday. At thirteen, she had shed her youthful innocence and had the look of a girl next door coming of age. She had two jet-black braids, wheat-colored skin, big, round eyes, and stood tall and graceful.
She waved the transfer certificate in her hand and smiled slyly: "Coincidentally, I'm also going to Beijing."
"You're going back to the capital too? Could it be—" Mo Yan pursed her lips in surprise, then said indignantly, "The old witch is going to take you back?"
Over the six years that the two had known each other, she gradually learned about Lu Siqiao's background. She never expected that behind this independent and strong girl was such a shameless biological mother. The old witch she was talking about was Chen Luoxia.
Lu Siqiao smiled bitterly: "It's the old lady who wants to see me. She's sick." It's quite serious; she can't even speak.
Mo Yan held her hand and comforted her, "Everything will be alright. Let's go to the capital together then, so we can look after each other on the way." She knew that Qiao Wa had been able to have a comfortable life these past few years thanks to the madam of the Fang family who had been strategizing behind the scenes and suppressing Chen Luoxia and her daughter, which had saved her a lot of trouble.
I heard a few days ago that Grandma Fang was going to visit City A, but I never expected that she would fall ill.
After the two parted ways on the day they agreed to take a plane, Lu Siqiao returned to the manor and saw Lu Mingyuan and his wife at the gate, along with Old Lady Ruan and a child over five years old.
Lu Mingyuan was wearing a plaid shirt, flared jeans, and had his hair styled with hair wax, looking quite flamboyant.
Huang Ling raised their family to be healthy and well-fed. She not only found Lu Mingyuan a job as a security guard, but also gave them a monthly allowance of 100 yuan. She was truly the best ex-wife in history, without exception.
"Qiaowa, I heard you're going back to the capital. Why don't we go together? That way we can look out for each other on the way," Lu Mingyuan said to himself, stroking his hair.
Huang Ling is really keeping a close eye on her situation.
Lu Siqiao said indifferently, "What are you going to the capital for?" It seemed they were going to the capital to seek refuge with Huang Ling.
“It’s a holiday, and we’re just killing time anyway, so I thought I’d take my family out to broaden their horizons and go on a trip,” Lu Mingyuan said, looking like a loving father.
Lu Siqiao said "Oh" and replied, "I made an appointment with Mo Yan to fly to Beijing with her."
“You’re going to Beijing with Mr. Mo’s daughter, so could you take us with you?” Lu Mingyuan knew Mo Yan’s father and quickly offered.
"No." Lu Siqiao refused without even thinking, "I'm not familiar with them."
In the past five years, she has only been kind to Lu Mingfeng's family, and she has stopped pretending to be nice to the rest of the Lu family.
But Lu Mingyuan couldn't do anything about her.
He had no choice but to seek help indirectly by asking Third Master Lu and his wife Lu Mingfeng whether they were going to the capital.
“They’re not going.” Lu Siqiao walked in without turning her head.
Lu Mingfeng's attempt to freeload a seat failed, and he returned to Liu Yan's side dejectedly.
Liu Yan snorted coldly: "I told you Huang Ling was unreliable. She insisted that we shamelessly climb up the ladder and even said we should keep an eye on her. This little shrew, do you think we're a match for her?"
She harbored deep resentment towards Huang Ling, and the atmosphere was thick with tension.
Over the years, Huang Ling, under Chen Luoxia's instructions, frequently returned to inquire about Lu Siqiao's situation. Lu Mingyuan contacted her under the guise of asking for money, and it was impossible to guard against. Before long, the two rekindled their relationship.
Liu Yan caught the two of them going to a hotel last time.
"What are you talking about? Even without Qiaowa, can we still be stumped?" Lu Mingyuan said defiantly. "I'm rich. I'll get you sleeper berths later."
When the group arrived at the eldest son's house, they saw Luo Xiaoxue busy preparing Lu Siqiao's luggage. There were two suitcases, and even medicine for colds and fevers was prepared, as if she was going on a long trip and would not be coming back.
Lu Mingyuan couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Sister-in-law, we're just visiting relatives in the capital. We'll be back in the future."
Luo Xiaoxue's eyes were red, and she snorted coldly, "The Fang family is about to acknowledge her back, so it won't be easy for us to meet again in the future."
Lu Mingyuan said jealously, "I heard that the old lady of the Fang family is critically ill. She must have already divided up her property. Once Qiaowa gets her share, do you think she will treat you and your older brother badly?"
"Pah, that's what Qiao Wa deserves. Your brother and I are perfectly capable; we don't covet her little bit of money," Luo Xiaoxue spat. "Do you think everyone is like you, eagerly acknowledging Li Xuan after he gets the assets?"
These words struck a nerve with Lu Mingyuan, who smiled apologetically and said, "That's my own son. If I don't acknowledge him, what if he blames me when he grows up?"
"If it were me, I would only respect the child's wishes, see where he wants to live, and make him feel comfortable. That's the most important thing." Luo Xiaoxue glanced coldly at Zhu and sneered.
Lu Mingyuan was in a hurry to go to the capital because Old Madam Fang was ill. He was rushing to get his son back, fearing that Huang Ling would divide up Fang Lixuan's property.
“Sister-in-law, your house is too big now that Qiaowa is gone. I think it would be better if we moved in with you. It’s better than you living here with no one to talk to.” Lu Mingyuan looked around the manor with burning eyes and a little scheme in his mind. “Our mother is free anyway, and she can help you take care of things.”
Before, when Lu Siqiao was here, they couldn't bring themselves to do it. Now that she's gone, as long as they can win over Lu Mingfeng and his wife, they can take everything in this manor for themselves.
"Second Uncle, don't even think about it." Lu Mingfeng walked in from outside and said with a smile, "Boss Cai has already arranged the personnel. There will be company specialists coming to take care of the orchard and fishpond. All the franchise stores that Qiaowu has opened in nearby cities will get their goods from here, forming a logistics system."
Lu Mingyuan curled his lip, thinking to himself that even eating shit is too good to pass up. Lu Siqiao, that brat, is really heartless. She forgets everything as soon as she leaves and doesn't know how to be grateful at all.
"Big brother, what about you? Where are you moving to?" he asked, still unwilling to give up.
Lu Mingfeng and Luo Xiaoxue exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly, and said, "After we finish dealing with things here, our family will go to the capital to look for work."
"What? You're going to the capital too!"
Lu Mingyuan and Liu Yan were both surprised.
He then fawned, "Brother, what are you doing in the capital? Could you give us a ride?"
They can't stop talking about taking advantage.
Luo Xiaoxue sneered, "But if we delay our departure by one or two months, will you wait?"
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