Who am I?
Where am I?
Where did I co from and where am I going?
Lu Xinyou blinked hard, staring at the handso and extraordinary man with an air of nobility in front of her, completely baffled.
Why would her husband be sitting with her father and older brother having tea?
The tea house was silent, with only the faint aroma of tea lingering in the air, a white mist floating around.
After gazing at the man in front of her for a while, Lu Xinyou took a deep breath and blurted out, "Husband!"
The three n sitting in the Lu family tea house: "..."
Tang Jingxing’s hand holding the teacup trembled imperceptibly, the freshly brewed tea still carrying scorching heat, splashing a few drops onto his good-looking hand.
With a clatter, the sound of the cup falling to the ground ceased abruptly.
Lu Moqing, with the speed of a 100 ter sprint from his youth, rushed forward and covered his daughter’s mouth, looking at Tang Jingxing with a sowhat complicated and awkward expression.
"Our Youyou isn’t usually like this, she’s always been a well-behaved and reserved child."
Qiao Jinyan, sitting beside Tang Jingxing, couldn’t bear to look and turned away, silently raising his hand to massage his forehead.
Didn’t their dad feel guilty for praising his sister like that?
Of course, he didn’t know that when their father was young, in order to win back his mother, his conscience and sense of sha had never returned since leaving ho.
Did their father really not see how his sister looked like a dog staring at a at dumpling when she saw Tang Jingxing, ready to pounce and eat him up?
So much for being reserved!
Lu Xinyou gripped her father’s hand, her eyes shining with a green light as she stared at Tang Jingxing, looking very much like a Grey Wolf ready to bite into her prey.
It’s really him - her husband!
She’s finally t him in person!
He’s even more shockingly handso than he is on TV, heartrending, and beyond belief!
Qiao Jinyan really couldn’t bear to watch his sister’s infatuated expression, so he coughed lightly as a reminder, but the person who was imrsed in the beautiful world of face-to-face with her idol had magnificently ignored her own brother.
Originally attempting to salvage his daughter’s image, Lu Moqing’s face turned completely black when he saw the bright red blood dripping from his daughter’s nose.
Tang Jingxing looked at Lu Xinyou’s unrestrained gaze lingering on his face, lowered his eyes and pressed his lips slightly. Then, he raised his eyes and kindly reminded her, "You have a nosebleed."
Slender fingers pinched a tissue and handed it to Lu Xinyou, suppressing the playfulness in the depths of his eyes, "Wipe it off."
Her husband handed her a tissue, ahhhhh!
Huh?
What did her husband just say?
Nosebleed?
She instinctively raised her hand to wipe the blood off her nose, looking at the bright red streak on the back of her hand, her cheeks turning red instantly.
She... she actually got a nosebleed from staring at her husband!!
Looking at the movie star’s faintly smiling gaze in front of her, Lu Xinyou wished she could just dig a hole and hide.
She had imagined countless scenarios for eting her movie star husband, but she never thought she would get a nosebleed from seeing him.
"Well... I...I have been staying up late recently and it’s making feverish. I’ll go ask Aunt Zhang to make so herbal tea."
With those words, she cupped her face and ran away without looking back.
Whimpers~
Her image in front of her husband was completely ruined.
Tang Jingxing lowered his eyebrows and eyes, brought the teacup to his lips, covering the slightly upturned corner of his lips, and silently glanced at Lu Xinyou’s retreating figure.
His little girl has grown up, tall and elegant, beautiful and captivating.
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