Grandma Lu taught her piano, guzheng, calligraphy, painting, horse riding and archery.
There are always many parties in the upper-class circles, and everyone is dressed beautifully at the parties.
Like delicate vases, Chu Meng has been accustomed to this since she was a child. She doesn't like wearing skirts or high heels.
Sweaters, sweatpants and white sneakers are her favorites. Chu Meng doesn't even like to wear jeans.
No elasticity and uncomfortable to wear.
Chu Meng didn't like to wear it, but Grandma Lu never forced her.
People who don’t know the inside story think Chu Meng is Grandma Lu’s secretary.
If you say that Lu Shiyan dotes on Chu Meng with all he has, then Grandma Lu protects Chu Meng with her life.
Lu Shiyan has caused Chu Meng so much injustice over the years, but the Chu family has never really dealt with Lu Shiyan.
They were also waiting, waiting for Lu Shiyan to remember.
No one is willing to give up the protection they have received since childhood.
They sincerely want the best for their two children and want to be a family.
Zhan Yunxiao tightened his arms, looked down and saw Chu Meng's tears, his heart ached as if it was about to break.
"Why are you crying?"
The man didn't stop and wanted to get into the house immediately.
The snow on the top of the mountain was falling heavily, and in a short while my hair turned white.
Chu Meng buried her head in Zhan Yunxiao's chest and covered her head with her clothes.
This way her tears wouldn't freeze and she could cry freely.
Zhan Yunxiao felt a heat in his heart, and Chu Meng's eyes seemed to burn into his heart.
…….
After the two entered the house, Chu Zimo and Tang Yu came out from the side.
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
"Take good care of your sister."
Chu Zimo said softly, and Tang Yu nodded.
"Mengmeng is the apple of my eye. I will protect him even if you don't ask me to."
Chu Zimo nodded, actually he wanted to see his sister in person.
But it doesn't seem appropriate to go in now.
Tang Yu bumped into Chu Zimo.
"Have you accepted the mission?"
Chu Zimo took out a cigarette from his pocket, but the wind was so strong that he couldn't light it even after trying several times.
Just as he was about to throw it away, Tang Yu handed him the cigarette.
He was also given a special lighter.
"Mengmeng gave it to you."
Tang Yu scratched his head and said, "I took it myself."
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