Sui Yuan, Shu Shu, and Qiao Yaning all pouted with dissatisfaction when they heard these words.
"If Mianmian took the test, her IQ would definitely be higher than Lu Yutian’s."
"Mianmian is just too low-key!"
The three of them were indignant, and soon heard the passing upperclassn discussing.
"Speaking of the freshman nerd, who also seems to have the surna Lu, his IQ should be high, right?"
"Not sure, I only know that recently our school has produced a Hidden God!"
"What’s a Hidden God?"
That person replied, "It’s a student with the school forum account nad Hermit. He can answer any difficult question thrown at him! Moreover, those questions can’t be found online; he probably solved them himself."
"Is he that amazing?"
"So gradually, everyone started calling him the Hidden God. The key point is, he can solve any university’s difficult questions, regardless of the year or major! He’s even more impressive than that Lu nerd!"
"Aweso! Then this Hidden God’s IQ must be higher than Lu Yutian’s, right?"
"I’m quite looking forward to the Hidden God showing up and all three of them taking an IQ test on the spot!"
As the operator of the "Hermit" account, Shu Shu was secretly delighted for a while, and then a bold idea sprang up; she thought the ti was ripe.
"If it doesn’t work out, we’ll find a way to make Mianmian take the test!"
Sui Yuan and Qiao Yaning looked at her and simultaneously got Shu Shu’s idea.
"I think it’s doable," Sui Yuan was all in.
Qiao Yaning glanced back at the school gate, "Even soone like Lu Yutian can be called a genius, it’s really baffling. Soone who should have dropped out is still flaunting around. It’d be best if this ti, Scientist Dashiell could also see through Lu Yutian’s character!"
The three girls discussed and united on a common front.
——
The next day was the weekend, and Lu Mian didn’t go to school.
Yun Sang called her to set a ti to take her to see Lu Beihua.
Her grandfather, Lu Beihua, had completely recovered and been discharged from the hospital. Lately, he had been nagging about wanting to see Lu Mian.
Yun Sang, unable to resist, had to agree.
Lu Mian didn’t refuse either. She heard that Lu Beihua invited Ya Ling as well, so she waited at ho for Yun Sang.
Xiao Qimo ca downstairs and heard the sound of a sports car engine outside the villa, and frowned slightly.
"Mianmian, I want to go too." Being a clingy CEO, of course, Xiao Qimo wanted to follow Lu Mian wherever she went.
Before Lu Mian could speak, Yun Sang stood coolly at the door in a black shirt and shorts, leaning on the door fra and grinning insolently.
"You?" He gave a light snort from his nose, "You should stay at ho and reflect. What face do you have to go out when you’re soone who hits and scolds his wife?"
Xiao Qimo: ???
The refined man withdrew his handso deep eyes and looked at Lu Mian.
Lu Mian shrugged her shoulders, refusing Xiao Qimo’s help for the first ti.
"Director Qi, maybe you should stay at ho. I’ll be right back..."
As a result, Mr. Mo watched as his wife was taken away by his brother, both of them rcilessly abandoning him.
Mo Si and Mo Fan walked over sympathetically.
"Sir, try to see it differently." Mo Si handed over a cup of green tea, kindly advising.
Mo Fan had so concerns and couldn’t help but voice them, "The Yun Family likes Miss Lu so much, could they be matchmaking her with their God Yun... They do look like they could be a couple."
After he finished mumbling, Xiao Qimo’s cold, knife-like gaze fell ominously on Mo Fan.
"Mr. Mo, I was wrong!" Mo Fan scrambled away in a hurry.
With the moves Lu Mian taught him, Mo Fan’s escape speed had improved quite a bit.
Xiao Qimo: ...
He decided, by any ans necessary, he must find a way to turn things around and get certified soon.
Otherwise, if delayed, even Mianmian might change her mind...
The perceptive Mo Si seed to have seen through Mr. Mo’s thoughts, took out his phone, and flipped through a few pages, saying, "Sir, I just checked the almanac and astrology. Next Friday is auspicious for marriage, and you have a five-star horoscope, what a perfect day, you will definitely succeed in getting certified!"
Xiao Qimo never used to believe in this sort of thing.
But after two failed experiences, he had no choice but to give it a try this ti.
"Is there anything else to be mindful of?"
"Best direction: northeast. Lucky color: smog blue." Mo Si intoned, "At that ti, if you wear smog blue and take Miss Lu to the Civil Affairs Bureau in the northeast, you’ll surely succeed!"
Xiao Qimo nodded and silently noted down Mo Si’s words.
Today is Sunday, and there are still five days until next Friday.
He endured!
——
When Yun Sang brought Lu Mian to Lu Beihua’s villa, Ya Ling was already waiting at the door.
This ti, Ya Ling didn’t bring his family, he ca alone.
After getting out of the car, Yun Sang jokingly asked, "Where’s Little Yezi? Dumped him?"
Ya Ling flipped her wavy long hair over her shoulder and pulled a hesitant smile with her red lips.
"Taken back by his parents. It’s nice, I rarely get so peace." Though she said this, beneath her long lashes, her eyes hid emotions known only to her.
Lu Mian and Yun Sang saw through but didn’t expose her.
The three of them entered the villa together.
Upon hearing the sounds, Lu Beihua hurriedly ca out from inside. He walked steadily now, no longer needing Xiaoyang’s constant assistance, nor to cautiously hobble with a cane.
The old man strode briskly, reaching the door in a few steps.
"Grandpa." Yun Sang, sowhat dispirited, introduced, "Doctor Ya Ling you’ve already t. This is Lu Mian, my adopted sister; she’s the one who helped you get the special dicine in ti."
Lu Mian smiled lightly and greeted, "Hello, Mr. Lu."
With simple introductions and pleasantries, Yun Sang and Lu Mian remained calm, but Lu Beihua seed stunned at the sight of Lu Mian.
Deep within his recently restored eyes, sothing akin to swirling waves of emotion seed to rise.
He stared fixedly at Lu Mian for a long ti, unable to regain his composure.
"Grandpa." Yun Sang impatiently called out, "My sister and Doctor Ya are still waiting."
Lu Beihua gasped slightly, retracting his complex and astonished gaze, composing himself quickly.
"Mianmian, right, and Doctor Ya, co in! The food is ready."
Yun Sang led the two girls in, raising an eyebrow as they went: Grandpa’s expression just now seed a bit odd...
At the dining table.
Lu Beihua, playing the host, enthusiastically served food to Lu Mian and Ya Ling.
While serving, he casually inquired.
"Mianmian, how old are you?"
"She’s twenty," Yun Sang answered for Lu Mian while peeling a prawn for her.
The old man inquired again, "Twenty...what month is your birthday?"
Yun Sang paused, "January 6, 2000, at ten in the evening. Is that clear enough now?"
"..." Lu Beihua took a deep look at Yun Sang and again at Lu Mian, not sure what ca to his mind, as suspicions mingled with so relief.
Relief because: the birthdays don’t match.
Suspicious because: This little Lu Mian, looks a lot like his son Lu Xun when he was a child!
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