Because of twenty yuan in painting, Xia Xiaomu was pulled into Lu Jinghan's car. She felt that she was doing a big deal and was very embarrassed to see Lu Jinghan because of such a trivial matter.

He asked Li Hai who was driving: "Are seniors at home too?"

"Brother Han, he is in the company, but he is probably walking home now."

Lu Jingyi, who was sitting behind, was surprised: "My brother came home so early today?"

Li Hai: "Yes."

Could it be too early?

He just sent a message that Xia Xiaomu was going home, and Brother Han replied to him: Leave him behind, I'll go back now.

Li Hai turned his head and looked at Xia Xiaomu's sad look, thinking: I've really been called by Qiao Jin.

Xia Xiaomu was thinking about the plot in the book.

Lu Jinghan's mother died of illness when he was nine years old, and he was left with a three-year-old sister. Lu Jinghan's father Lu Shenglin had long lost feelings with his mother and had mistresses and children outside. So he didn't care about both brother and sister.

Although the brother and sister who depend on each other for life were born in a wealthy family, they lived a hard life without their parents to take care of the brother and sister. Even the domestic servants privately spoke badly to the two children, let alone being well taken care of.

Until once, when Lu Jinghan was nine years old, he deliberately took a bottle to breastfeed his sister in the old house, and deliberately let the housekeeper see it and told Mr. Lu that the two of them had lived a decent life from then on.

Since childhood, Lu Jinghan took protecting his sister as his responsibility. He became stronger little by little and built a protective wall for his sister, never letting Lu Jingyi's shameful means harm Lu Jingyi. Even taking down Lu's family was to give Lu Jingyi a stronger and safer environment.

At the beginning, Lu Jingyi relied on, was proud, and even admired a powerful brother. But little girls always had rebellious times when they grew up.

Lu Jinghan's desire to protect her sister was too strong, which led to Lu Jingyi's resistance to her brother becoming increasingly fierce. She did not show it when she was young, but when she became an adult, she held money and power and accumulated resentment all year round, and broke out, and everything was against Lu Jinghan.

But her ending was also miserable, and she would eventually lose her lover, property, and even reputation.

Whenever she thinks of the ending in the book, Xia Xiaomu feels heart-wrenching, because whether it is Lu Jinghan or Lu Jingyi, both of them are good people by nature, because they love the wrong person, and are infatuated and focused, and have suffered a miserable ending.

Xia Xiaomu turned her head to look at Lu Jingyi. The girl listened to the song with her headphones, and looked at the crowds of people coming and going outside the window, with a look of longing for freedom in her eyes.

Thinking of the troubles Lu Jingyi told her in the park, Xia Xiaomu had an idea in her mind:

At this time, Lu Jingyi was still the eldest little girl with her brother. If Lu Jinghan changed her way of protecting her sister and let Lu Jingyi not resent him because of her freedom to feel the freedom to be restrained, at least she could avoid the rebellious ending between the brother and the sister in the future.

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"It's almost home, right in front." Li Hai pointed to a modern white villa in front, reminding Xia Xiaomu.

The car gradually moved forward, the door opened automatically, and the scenery in the courtyard suddenly appeared in front of you.

It is not as antique as the old house of Lujia. It is wide and bright, with green lawns on both sides, and a gray-white road leading to the villa in the middle. Only some of the ones planted by the walls have potted plants and green trees, which look simple and clean.

"Brother Han is back." Li Hai pointed to the open garage door and said, "You two go into the house first, I'll park the car."

Lu Jingyi pulled Xia Xiaomu from behind and told him: "You add Xia Xiaomu, right? Then I will call you Brother Xiaomu. And the things I said to you in the park just now, don't tell my brother."

Xia Xiaomu nodded with a smile: "Okay."

Xia Xiaomu is only a little taller than Lu Jingyi, and she is thin and fair. She doesn't look very old, so Lu Jingyi is not wary of him and stretches out her little finger like a friend to hook him up: "This is the secret between us."

Xia Xiaomu was helplessly about to stretch out her finger and play the agreed game between the children with her. Lu Jinghan opened the door and came out: "What are you saying?"

He was also wearing a suit, pushing the dark red door with one hand, and standing in front of the three-story white villa. He was tall and tall, with a handsome and calm expression, looking graceful and graceful.

Perhaps because of psychological effects, Xia Xiaomu's face felt a little hot: He really didn't come here to collect twenty yuan.

Lu Jinghan: "Come in quickly."

He wanted to say: I won’t go in, I will go back after I get the money.

But when I think about it, it doesn’t seem like I’m coming to get the money.

I had to bite the bullet and follow Jing Yi into the house.

The entrance is large, larger than the room where Ningning and the others slept. The style of the house is very similar to the style outside the villa, wide and bright, simple and luxurious.

As soon as she changed into slippers and walked into the room, Xia Xiaomu was attracted by a wall that separated the living room and the entrance hall.

The wall was very similar to the wall he used to paint in his original home. It was about 5 meters wide, white and flawless, without any decoration.

He likes to draw huge paintings the most. He often hangs them on the wall with a canvas of five meters x five meters, with paint in buckets, sitting on a ladder with a brush-like brush, spending ten days or even a month to show the works in his mind bit by bit. After completing such a work, the sense of accomplishment and satisfaction in his heart is simply indescribable.

"What's wrong?" Lu Jinghan asked.

"Ah?" Xia Xiaomu came to her senses: "This wall is so suitable for painting."

Xia Xiaomu means that this wall is suitable for painting board walls, and a canvas is hung on to draw.

Lu Jinghan lowered his eyes and looked up at him: "I have always wanted to ask someone to draw a mural on it, but I have never had time to find it. Can you entrust you to draw one for me?"

"Ah?" Xia Xiaomu was surprised. He had not painted well when he came here, so he had long been itchy about these hands.

"But, aren't you afraid that my painting will be broken?" He looked at the simple and luxurious decoration in the living room, and was a little hesitant.

Lu Jinghan smiled: "My grandfather has a stingy vision. If he can like your paintings, it means you are very talented. When you become famous one day, the value of my wall, including the entire house, can also increase, which is considered as a collection and preservation."

Xia Xiaomu was embarrassed by him: "Senior is joking."

Lu Jinghan smiled and invited him into the house: "I will pay your deposit in advance, of course I can pay the full amount first. I will have someone to make a letter of attorney for you tomorrow."

That's it?

Xia Xiaomu was stunned.

"Brother! Why are you having takeout again tonight? Where is Aunt Wang?" As soon as Lu Jingyi entered the house, she ran to charge her phone and saw the takeout menu on the dining table.

Lu Jinghan led Xia Xiaomu into the house and said to Lu Jingyi: "Aunt Wang's son is sick. He has been on vacation these two days. I will choose what he wants to eat."

He picked up another portion and gave it to Xia Xiaomu: "You choose one too. These are several private restaurants, which are absolutely hygienic and clean."

"Me?" Xia Xiaomu: "I took the money and went home."

"How much?"

"Twenty or twenty yuan. Actually, I don't need to give it. Jing Yi insisted on it." Xia Xiaomu's face turned red in embarrassment.

Lu Jinghan: "Go back after dinner."

The tone is faint, but it has an undeniable momentum.

Before Xia Xiaomu could refuse, Lu Jingyi shouted again with dissatisfaction: "Brother! I'm tired of eating these dishes. I just want to eat the shredded chicken noodles made by Aunt Wang tonight. She promised me in the morning that the shredded chicken has been cut."

Lu Jinghan frowned: "Jingyi, don't be willful."

"Why would Brother Hai make it? The food he cooked last time was quite delicious."

"Li Hai has already gone home."

Lu Jingyi angrily put the menu in her hand on the table, pouting and making a tantrum: "Then I won't eat anymore! It's all you. I'll ask you to invite an extra aunt to cook, so you won't listen."

Xia Xiaomu smiled and advised them: "Why do I do it for you?"

Lu Jinghan turned his head and looked at him: "You can cook?"

Xia Xiaomu nodded: "I can add shredded pork noodles, but they should be similar. It depends on what vegetables Jing Yi likes to add."

Seeing that Lu Jinghan was a little embarrassed, Xia Xiaomu smiled and said, "Actually, I like cooking quite a lot. But I haven't had the chance to do it in school."

"Okay, please trouble you." Lu Jinghan said.

"No trouble, no trouble, just a trivial matter."

Lu Jingyi didn't trust Xia Xiaomu's skills very much, but she still talked about her favorite flavor: "Add tomatoes, mushrooms, don't have coriander, don't have too strong flavor, you can make it first, I'll go upstairs to see if my phone is turned on, and I'll transfer money to you."

Lu Jinghan watched Xia Xiaomu enter the kitchen and turned to find Jingyi. When he went up the stairs, the corners of his mouth bent, revealing a smile that had been hidden for a long time.

After entering Lu Jingyi's room, Lu Jinghan asked her who was turning on her phone: "How much are you going to transfer him?"

Jing Yi didn't raise her head and said, "It's twenty yuan."

"He is the painter that grandpa likes. Do you think his painting is worth only twenty yuan?" Lu Jinghan asked, "What about the painting he painted for you, let me show it."

"You can find it yourself in my schoolbag folder." Lu Jingyi pointed to her schoolbag and asked again: "Then how much is the right amount of money I'll give him?"

"You can see it yourself. Give him as much as you think it's worth."

Lu Jinghan looked out for Lu Jingyi's portrait. On the A4 drawing paper, a girl was sitting on the stone steps and playing with bubble gum. There were lotus flowers blooming in the flower beds around her. The sky was filled with red sunlight, making the whole painting red in color.

"It's much cuter than the artistic photos you took." Lu Jinghan praised, "How much did your artistic photos cost?"

Lu Jingyi entered 200, paused on her hand that was about to pay, and cut it: "How could you actually praise me for being cute?"

"He painted it very cute." Lu Jinghan emphasized.

He also said: "My junior is not from a good family. He has no mother and father is missing. The tuition fee depends on student loans. He is honest and there are always people bullying him in school."

"Ah, is he so pitiful?" Lu Jingyi looked sympathetic. After hesitating for a few seconds, she lowered her head and added another 0 behind 200, and then pressed the payment.
Chapter completed!