Xia Xiaomu was in the exhibition hall for a whole morning and saw several guests recording the codes of their works. She also met several people standing in front of the publicity newspaper and discussing who Xia Qianbai was.

Xia Xiaomu felt much more at ease. The three-day art exhibition was enough for more people to know that there was an artist like Xia Qianbai in the world.

Afterwards, Xia Xiaomu called Li Hai, and the two went to the supermarket for a large-scale mopping.

Because Xia Qianbai will come back the day after tomorrow, after the two of them moved in, they would have to cook every day.

Although the furniture and appliances at home are complete, the cabinets in the kitchen are empty. There is nothing to eat, vegetables, rice, flour, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

In the supermarket, Xia Xiaomu almost had shopping carts on the shelves.

Not to mention vegetables and meat, various snacks, instant noodles, fruit and dried fruit seasonings, as well as flour, rice, millet, soybean and other grains, they packed eight carts. Even the checkout and bagging took almost an hour.

This caused customers around to look back frequently, and those who didn't know thought they had encountered a buyer.

Fortunately, Lu Jinghan's car space was very large, and the trunk and rear seats were all stuffed, so he took him home.

After Li Hai helped him move all the food home, Lu Jinghan called him away after he had something to do.

Xia Xiaomu stored these separately by himself, stuffed the refrigerator with vegetables, fruits, drinks, and meat. The conditioning table was filled with oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and seasonings, and dried rice, flour and food in the cabinet.

The kitchen, which originally exudes a noble and cold, suddenly smells of fireworks on earth.

Xia Xiaomu is used to putting a few boxes on the living room coffee table, containing his favorite snacks, snacks, and melon seeds.

With these things, even if you don’t eat them, you will feel very satisfied just by looking at them.

After doing all this, Xia Xiaomu cleaned the house and the yard inside and outside again, and was busy until the evening, and she was sore all over her body and fell on the sofa and could never get up again.

Looking at the towering and wide dome in the hall, he sighed: "I'm so tired. It seems that the house is too big, not all of them are good."

The sound of cars outside was heard, and Xia Xiaomu jumped up from the sofa and opened the door: Brother Jing Han is back!

After Lu Jinghan came in, he could see the feeling in the house at a glance, which was very different from when he came last time.

Last time it was empty and quiet. But now it looks very warm, comfortable and reassuring.

He asked Xia Xiaomu: "You have cleaned up."

Xia Xiaomu continued to spread on the sofa and rubbed her shoulders: "Well, I've been busy all afternoon and I'm so tired."

Lu Jinghan walked over and sat down beside him: "Come on, I'll squeeze your shoulders."

"Yes." Xia Xiaomu couldn't ask for it, and smiled and found a comfortable position to lie on him.

Lu Jinghan has a big palm and moderate force. As long as he concentrates on pinching his shoulders and does not do other small movements, it is indeed a very enjoyable thing.

Xia Xiaomu felt comfortable and her eyes narrowed.

Lu Jinghan said while pinching him, "You don't need to clean the yard and houses in the future. Just like at home, I will ask the people from the housekeeping company to come and clean it up once a week."

Xia Xiaomu: "The yard is OK, but if it is inside the house, I don't know if my dad is willing to let outsiders come in."

"If it really doesn't work, I'll come here to help you on the weekend."

"Let's talk about it then."

Xia Xiaomu hummed: "It feels so comfortable. My waist is sore, so you can rub it too."

"good."

Xia Xiaomu lay on the sofa and continued to enjoy: "At the morning of the art exhibition, I saw several guests taking notes on the code of my father's works, but I don't know what price they paid?"

"Or what, I'll call you to ask Zhang Heran."

"Oh, forget it, I'll see it tomorrow, and today's affairs are enough to cause trouble for him."

Lu Jinghan said that what he had learned about massage may be true. Otherwise, why would it feel so comfortable? Xia Xiaomu lay on the sofa, talking to him with her eyes closed.

"Brother Jinghan, your massage skills will definitely treat insomnia. If you press them like this before going to bed, you will definitely sleep peacefully."

Lu Jinghan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll rub you every night from now on." Seeing Xia Xiaomu closing her eyes, she asked again, "I'm sleepy now? Why don't you go to bed?"

Xia Xiaomu: "No, I haven't eaten dinner yet. And..."

Xia Xiaomu looked at the exquisite box Lu Jinghan brought in when he came in: "I haven't eaten the cake yet."

Lu Jinghan couldn't help laughing again: "Do you eat now? I'll feed you."

Xia Xiaomu held back her saliva and pretended to be sensible: "It's not good, should I go back and have sex with Jing Yi and the others?"

Lu Jinghan has already brought the cake box over: "Aunt Wang has diabetes and can't eat sweet things. Jingyi should lose weight. These are all yours."

"Let Jingyi know that you said that, she will definitely ignore you for a few more days."

Xia Xiaomu happily got up, opened the cake box, and still had her favorite chocolate mousse.

Without Lu Jinghan feeding, he held up a mousse with his own hands and bite it directly.

Lu Jinghan still handed him a small spoon. He also tore open a pack of wet tissues and wiped the cake residue at the corner of his mouth.

Gradually, Xia Xiaomu discovered something wrong with Lu Jinghan. Although she was very patient, she tolerated her little willful behavior in acting coquettishly.

But today seems to be more careful, even with some caution.

Even when he was pinching his shoulders and rubbing his waist, he didn't want to put it into his collar to make trouble. He rubbed his arms honestly.

The most abnormal thing is that Lu Jinghan, who always catches people with a chance, has never touched him since he entered the door.

Even if there is such a good opportunity to wipe the chocolate sauce on the corner of his mouth, he will wipe it with a tissue.

Xia Xiaomu remembered Lu Jinghan's expression when he followed his grandfather back to the exhibition hall in the morning, and said sorry to him with a look of guilt.

I didn’t have time to ask more questions at that time, but after that I got busy, I forgot. Now that I think about it, Xia Xiaomu couldn’t help but feel relieved.

Xia Xiaomu opened her mouth and wanted to ask, but she didn't ask.

Lu Jinghan has always been a man who acts more, speaks less, and silently gives behind his back.

Just like the last time, Grandpa Lu privately engaged him and Xie Weiwan. He didn't say that, in order not to worry, he wanted to take on all the things himself and solve them calmly.

However, as a result, Xie Weiwan ran to her and provoked her, making her dreams uncomfortable for two whole days.

Think about it now: Xie Weiwan came to provoke it wrong, and Lu Jinghan deliberately kept it from him, but he didn't ask clearly, guessing alone, feeling uncomfortable, and making him sick?

The two of them did nothing right!

This shouldn't be the same when they get along with each other.

It seems that he is thinking about the other person, but it is actually even more tormenting.

If you truly trust the other party, you should be honest and honest. Even if you encounter difficulties, you should tell the other party that the two of you should share the burden and face it together.

A trace of perseverance flashed in Xia Xiaomu's eyes. He put down the cake and asked, "Brother Jinghan, why did you apologize to me when you and Grandpa Lu came back to the exhibition hall in the morning?"

This is his doubt. Since Lu Jinghan can answer him, he will ask clearly instead of blindly adding speculation.

Lu Jinghan's body stiffened for a while, and after a while, he let out a breath: He asked him in a low voice, "Xiao Mu, do you believe me?"

Xia Xiaomu: "Last time, after Xie Weiwan's engagement, you kept asking me if I believed you? Of course I believed you. I would rather believe you. But I would still be worried, anxious, and even sad."

"And, Brother Jinghan, do you believe me?"

Xia Xiaomu looked at him and asked.

Lu Jinghan panicked in front of Xia Xiaomu for the first time when he was in front of those bright eyes, and he didn't dare to say it.

He was afraid that Xia Xiaomu would be disappointed. He was afraid that the sunshine and warmth he had finally obtained would be lost by himself.

He is willing to spend his whole life to compensate for the choice he made.

But if he was given another chance to choose between Lu's and the art exhibition, he would still choose Lu's.

Power and status are a sense of security and a guarantee.

With these, he can hold art exhibitions for Xia Xiaomu every day like his grandfather with just one sentence.

He was praised for his fame, and gave him endless luxury and a social status that was respected by everyone.

But if you choose an art exhibition, maybe in this life, you can only give Xia Xiaomu the only art exhibition. You can't guarantee whether you can give Xia Xiaomu a worry-free life.

This is his choice after weighing the gains and losses.

But he didn't dare let Xia Xiaomu know. After all, no matter how much he explained, it would not erase the fact that he gave up Xia Xiaomu once.

Xia Xiaomu will be disappointed.

This is what Lu Jinghan fears the most.

"...Xiao Mu, stop asking, believe me, I have sent someone to check the information of the art exhibition. There will be an art gallery art exhibition in February. If you don't want to participate, I can also hold a solo exhibition for you..."

Xia Xiaomu interrupted him: "It has nothing to do with the art exhibition. I'll ask you again, do you believe me? If you believe me, you will tell you the difficulties in your heart and let's solve them together!"

"Tell me, is it because my grandfather forced you to do something, or is it that he asked you to marry Xie Weiwan again?"

"No, neither."

Lu Jinghan held Xia Xiaomu's hand and asked: "...Don't ask, Xiaomu."

The more he said this, the more Xia Xiaomu's heart sank.

Is there anything more terrible than marrying Xie Weiwan?

He always felt that Lu Jinghan must have made some invisible deals with Grandpa Lu. Otherwise, why did Grandpa Lu suddenly be so kind to him, but Brother Jinghan regret it so much.
To be continued...