Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

In the same year, autumn.

After a lingering autumn rain for several days, the light shines brightly.

Lu Qianxun was born during the season when sweet-scented osmanthus was in full bloom.

That night, Ai Ling screamed in the delivery room of the hospital as she gave birth to a baby. He squatted at the door of the ward, his eyes red, and then he cried silently.

After Ai Ling finished her confinement, she learned that her husband had undergone a sterilization surgery.

She couldn't help but ask her husband, "Why?"

Lu Beiye held his wife in his arms, his eyes red, "It's enough for us to have Qianxun. You cried in pain in the delivery room when you gave birth to her. I was scared. I don't want you to suffer it again."

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Lu Qianxun.

The only girl among the younger generations of the Lu and Bai families, she was born in Rome and was loved by thousands of people.

Her first birthday party was held extremely grandly by the Lu family.

The day of the birthday party.

All the prominent people from the military, political and business circles in S City came to attend the birthday party for the little princess of the Lu family.

Bai Yizhou held his almost two-year-old son Bai Jiamu, and his wife Nan Zhi stood beside him.

Xiao Jiamu's little face is childish and white, just like a little white kid, with chubby little fingers pointing somewhere and a childish voice.

"Dad, sister..."

Nan Zhi looked at little Qianxun who had just turned one year old in Lu Beiye's arms not far away. Her little face was fair and beautiful, as delicate as a doll.

She was overflowing with motherly love, "Oh my god, little Qianxun is so cute. Why is it that I gave birth to a boy? I also want a girl."

Bai Yizhou looked at his wife with a smirk on his face, "Wife, how about we have another baby, and your health will be restored."

Nan Zhi glanced at him and said to the point: "What if it's still a boy?"

Bai Yizhou choked.

At first, the couple fully expected it to be a daughter, but they didn't expect it to be a son.

He was troubled for several days.

Now his cousin has realized his daughter's dream.

He is jealous!

The Zhouzhou ceremony officially begins.

Bai Yizhou couldn't help but recall his son's first birthday party a year ago.

Bai Jiamu picked up the gun with one hand and played with it, but that was not enough. He held another seal with the other hand.

Many people at the banquet praised him, saying that his son would be courageous and courageous in the future.

As the name suggests, the gun and seal are firmly held in it, which means that the military and government have a grasp, and the future is limitless.

Now, under the expectant gaze of everyone in the banquet hall, Xiao Qianxun let go of Lu Beiye.

Lu Beiye knelt on one knee, holding his daughter's soft little hand, his voice was extremely gentle.

"Qianxun, grab whatever you like..."

The little pink dumplings carry the family’s expectations.

Little Qianxun looked at the things in front of him and the people around him, not interested in anything in front of him.

Behind her, her mother Bai Fengying spoke warmly: "Beiye, let go of Qianxun first and let her catch her."

Ai Ling whispered softly from the side: "Aye, let your daughter catch it by herself..."

Aimu also echoed.

Father Lu and Father Ai stared at their granddaughter and granddaughter with adoration in their eyes, but did not say anything.

Lu Beiye's face was strong and handsome, and he frowned slightly. He really couldn't understand this kind of traditional custom.

But he listened to his wife's words. He let go of his daughter's hand and stood up.

Little Qianxun listened to the discussions around her, but she didn't grab anything in front of her.

She turned her head and raised her delicate little face to look at her parents.

She was too young to understand their expectations.

She looked at her father who was retreating, climbed up, and staggered toward her father on her short legs.

Little Qianxun hugged her father's leg and stretched out her white right hand towards him, "Hug, I want daddy to hug me."

"Qianxun, be good, catch daddy before you hug him."

Little Qianxun tugged on her father's trouser legs, raised her little face, and said in a soft voice, "Dad, hug me."

Lu Beiye turned his head and glanced at his fair and gentle wife, and then looked down at the mini version of "Little Ai Ling". His heart softened, and he bent down to take his little daughter into his arms.

Except for his eyes, his daughter's pink face is exactly the same as his wife's.

God really favors him, and his wish will always come true.

Lu Zeyuan walked to his son and asked his granddaughter in a soft voice, "What, Qianxun doesn't like those things?"

Little Qianxun poked her head out of Lu Beiye's arms and stretched out her little hand towards Lu Zeyuan, "Grandpa, give me a hug."

Lu Zeyuan suddenly felt soft and went to hug his granddaughter.

"Okay, grandpa hug."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the banquet hall was stunned.

In a powerful family like the Lu family, as the future heir, she did not grab anything, but her father and the head of the Lu family, who were the two biggest backers.

Lu Beiye felt unhappy for a moment when he looked at his daughter who had been held in his arms by her father.

In addition to being close to him and his wife, my daughter likes to be close to her grandfather the most.

Little Qianxun's little head was resting on her grandfather's shoulder, and she was not interested in the people and things around her at all.

"Uncle." Bai Yizhou held his son and led his wife to Lu Zeyuan.

"Sister, I am brother..." Xiao Jiamu called his sister softly.

Little Qianxun glanced at him and buried her face in the crook of her grandfather's neck.

Xiao Jiamu looked at his mother and said aggrievedly: "Mom, my sister is ignoring me..."

Nan Zhi touched her son's face and explained softly: "My sister doesn't know you yet, so she ignores you. When you get to know her better, she will ignore you."

Xiao Jiamu nodded meekly.

But it backfired.

Later, for a while, the mothers gathered around chatting and the children played.

Xiao Jiamu saw his sister putting together building blocks alone.

He liked this sister very much and joined in decisively.

During this time I was talking to my sister.

But Xiao Qianxun likes to be quiet, so she doesn't like to talk to him. Even if she does, she will reply with words such as "don't", "can't", "go away" and so on.

Later, Xiao Shen Bei, the daughter of the Shen family, was added to them. Xiao Jiamu also liked this sweet and soft little sister.

The acquaintance between children is youthful and beautiful, not to mention adults.

Little Shen Bei has a sweet and cute mouth. She is willing to take care of him and play with him. He is very happy.

But if Xiao Qianxun is there, Xiao Shenbei will not pay attention to him, but will always be around Xiao Qianxun.

In a friendship between three people, one person is always redundant.

Obviously, Bai Jiamu will always be the redundant one.

When they play together, little Shenbei especially likes to call little Qianxun's name. She calls it countless times a day, "Qianxun, Qianxun..."

At first, Xiao Qianxun didn't want to talk to anyone, but they were too clingy.

Also like to cry.

Sometimes she even has to balance the emotions of these two people.

Ai Ling noticed that her daughter was different from other children of the same age. She always did her own thing quietly, unlike other children who cried and fussed. She even took care of the emotions of children older than her...

Night, a bedroom in Lu's house.

Little Qianxun, who was already two years old, was lying on her mother's chest, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was sleepy.

"Baby, why are you ignoring Brother Jiamu and Beibei? Do you not like them?" Ai Ling held her soft, milky daughter, with soft and gentle eyebrows and a soft voice, "They like to play with you very much. But if you ignore them, they will be sad.”

Little Qianxun said softly: "Mom, trouble..."

She didn't dislike them, she just found them annoying.

Because it is too noisy.

Ai Ling's beautiful eyes opened in shock when she heard this. She actually heard the word "annoying" in the mouth of a two-year-old child.

"Mom, I don't hate them, it's just that they are noisy and I don't like them." Little Qianxun buried her little face in her mother's chest and spoke in a small voice.

Ai Ling saw that her daughter was sleeping soundly and peacefully in her arms. She lowered her head and kissed her daughter on the cheek, then placed her in the middle of the bed and continued to sleep.

Lu Beiye also finished taking a shower at this time and came out of the bathroom.

Ai Ling's brows were filled with worry as she told her husband what her daughter had said today.

"Ano, I'm worried about Qianxun's situation..."

Lu Beiye stared at his little wife leaning against his chest, watching her long eyelashes droop slightly and her red lips opening and closing as she spoke softly.

He said softly: "Don't worry, it's normal that she doesn't like noise."

Because when he was a child, he also liked to be alone and do his own thing quietly.

"Ling'er, we haven't seen each other for a long time...I want it."

Lu Beiye pursed his lips, raised his wife's chin, and kissed her lips.

Then he bent down and kissed his wife's thin, white and smooth neck. His wife's body after pregnancy became more mature and charming.

Ai Ling blushed and understood what her husband meant, "My daughter is still here."

Lu Beiye smiled fiercely, "I will take my daughter to her room to sleep."

The daughter often sleeps with the couple, but occasionally she is allowed to sleep alone.

After the age of 3, little Qianxun sleeps alone...

...

Seasons change.

Lu Qianxun is also growing up day by day, and will soon celebrate his fifth birthday.

Ever since Lu Qianxun could remember, the elders in the family had been jealous of her every day.

At the same time, the elders' favorite thing is to give her all kinds of expensive gifts.

The wind is blowing cooler and cooler, maple leaves are falling to the ground, the sun is setting in the sky and the clouds are overlapping.

On weekend afternoons when he didn't have to go to kindergarten, Lu Qianxun practiced violin alone in the garden pavilion.

"Clap--"

A burst of applause passed into Lu Qianxun's ears.

Lu Qianxun put down the violin in his hand and looked around when he heard the sound. He saw a gentle man who was somewhat similar to his father standing not far away. Next to him stood a tall, clear and handsome man. young man.

The two walked towards Lu Qianxun.

Lu Qianxun put the violin back into its case and greeted his uncle politely, whom he had only met a few times.

"Hello, Uncle."

Lu Beihuai squatted down, looked at Xiao Qianxun, and said warmly: "Why are you practicing here alone instead of going to the piano room?"

"Because I like it." Lu Qianxun didn't say much and replied to him concisely.

Lu Beihuai looked at his niece in front of him with doting eyes. Her personality was indeed a bit like that of his younger brother.

Lu Qianxun's eyes fell on the young man behind him and asked, "Who is he?"

The young man Qingjun stared at the too delicate and beautiful little Qianxun in front of him without saying a word.

The girl was wearing casual clothes, but the purple jade plaque in front of her trouser legs was particularly conspicuous.

This jade medal was given to the unborn Lu Qianxun by the unknown master. She has worn the jade medal and the peace talisman every day since she could remember.

Lu Qianxun raised her delicate face and looked at him.

Lu Beihuai smiled warmly and introduced him: "He, he is brother Ayan. From now on, he will stay in the Lu family and live with us."

"Brother Ayan?" Lu Qianxun's eyes fell back on his uncle's handsome face, a little confused, "Uncle, is he your child?"

Lu Beihuai shook his head, his handsome face showed a gentle smile, "Ayan is not uncle's child."

Suddenly, a male servant came over and said respectfully: "Young Master, I want you to go to the study now."

Lu Beihuai stood up, faced the young man, and said warmly: "Ayan, you are here to get to know your sister, I have something to deal with."

The young man responded with a soft "yes".

Seeing Lu Beihuai leaving, Lu Qianxun ignored the boy and continued to pick up his violin, turning his back to him and playing on his own.

The boy did not disturb the girl, but his black eyes stared at her for an instant, making it inexplicably difficult to look away.

After Lu Qianxun finished playing a piece of music, he put down the violin again, turned around, and met the young man's eyes.

When their eyes met, Lu Yan was startled and his handsome eyes moved slightly.

At this moment, something unknown seemed to spread in my heart.

"Sister Chihiro!"

A familiar voice reached their ears, breaking the quiet and subtle atmosphere.

When Lu Qianxun saw the person coming, he frowned slightly and closed his eyes.

"Sister Qianxun, look, I brought this for you." Bai Jiamu ran to Lu Qianxun with a smile on his face, and he was holding a small box in his hand.

Lu Qianxun said calmly: "What?"

Bai Jiamu's eyes were crooked, "It's a kitten."

Lu Qianxun was slightly stunned, looking down at the small box in his hand.

Bai Jiamu's sword-browed Xuanyu noticed the young man beside him, rolled his eyes quite flexibly, and asked: "Sister, who is this big brother?"

"Uncle brought it."

"Oh."

Lu Yan looked at them quietly and said nothing.

Bai Jiamu's eyes moved towards Lu Yan, and he took the initiative to signal to Lu Yan by nodding his head and acting modestly.

"Hello, big brother, my name is Bai Jiamu, I am Qianxun's cousin, what is your name?"

Lu Qianxun looked at his arrogant appearance, and a hint of restlessness appeared on his delicate eyebrows.

Lu Yanyan replied concisely and concisely: "My name is Lu Yan."

Bai Jiamu looked up at his handsome face and said, "Brother Lu Yan, welcome to the Lu family. Please take good care of me in the future."

Lu Yan's expression was very light and he nodded slightly.

"Sister, you didn't like the birthday gift last time. I've been worried for a long time." Bai Jiamu turned his gaze back to his sister. He squatted down, opened the small box containing the cat, took out the kitten, and stood up. Hand it to her.

"Last time I went to the mall, I saw that you always like to look at the cat shop. I guess you must like cats. I asked my mother to take me to the cat shop today. I chose for a long time before choosing this one with the same theme. Different cats, you see the kitten has two different colored eyes."

"Meow~"

Lu Qianxun took the kitten with different eyes that he handed over. His long eyelashes trembled, his delicate eyebrows stretched, and there was obvious joy. He looked up at Bai Jiamu and said, "Thank you, brother Jiamu."

Bai Jiamu was so happy that he hugged his sister directly.

Sure enough, my sister is fragrant and soft. He really likes her.

He didn't think much and kissed his sister on the cheek.

This move caught him off guard, and Lu Qianxun quickly pushed him away, suddenly unhappy.

"You can't kiss me!"

Lu Yan on the side saw this, his eyes darkened, his fingers clenched suddenly, he lowered his head and looked at his clenched fists.

I thought to myself, what happened to him?

Bai Jiamu explained softly: "Sister, a brother can kiss his sister."

Lu Qianxun's tone was cold: "Dad said that no one can kiss me except mom, dad, grandparents."

Later, Lu Beiye found out about this and directly used the military's method of punishing people - squatting.

Bai Jiamu squatted down and cried bitterly, crying and promising: "Cousin, I swear I will never kiss my sister again."

Only then did Lu Beiye let him go.

Two days later, Nansheng College.

During the lunch break, the wind blows slightly and the light and shadow are mottled.

The branches of the branches extend out of the classroom window, and soft clouds float in the blue sky.

Lu Qianxun walked from the kindergarten department to the elementary school department. She was going to find her cousin Bai Jiamu, who had just entered the first grade.

Before going out, her mother told her to comfort her physically and mentally injured brother Jiamu at noon. She was still holding the biscuits made by her mother in her hand.

I saw bullying halfway through.

A boy was pushed to the ground and beaten by eight or nine boys.

He was also chattering about words like "bastard" and "bastard".

Lu Qianxun was hesitant in her heart, but thinking of her grandfather's words, she chose to step forward to stop him.

A group of bullying boys ran away in despair when she moved out of the Lu family.

Lu Qianxun bent down and reached out to the boy lying on the ground, "Can you get up?"

The boy was a little dull and raised his eyes to meet the girl's eyes.

In an instant, everything in his world came to life like early spring.

His world was originally dark and lightless.

Until she arrived, the light shone directly into my heart and warmed my bones.

Finally, Lu Qianxun gave him the cookie in his hand.

"...Fu Siming, if you eat something sweet, it won't be so bitter."

Fu Siming looked at her quietly.

The breeze blows on my face, the sun shines brightly, and the world seems to understand people's hearts and is also exciting.

The sound of heart beating lingered in that autumn.

(End of the article)

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This article was written last summer, and as time went by, it was completed in the summer.

Some readers like it, and some readers don't.

In short, thank you very much for your company and love.

The time spanned about a year, and due to the busyness brought about by my studies, I had to interrupt several times while writing the article.

In fact, I feel quite irritable sometimes, and I really can’t take care of both studying and writing.

Especially in the later stages of writing, my mind is often in a state of confusion and cannot be transformed in time.

It was my first time to write an article, and I couldn’t stop writing. To be honest, I felt helpless. Even when I came back to read it later, I found that there were many flaws, embarrassments, and inappropriate things in the article. I’m sorry for that...

Another thing is that for Huo Yan, he became a member of the Lu family in the third world.

However, he still couldn't be with the heroine.

Huo Yan: "I hope Zhuang Zhou will never give up on your reincarnations even if he dreams of a butterfly."

To be honest, apart from Lu Qianxun, Huo Yan is the one I feel most distressed about in this article.

Thanks to those readers who liked it, it gave me the motivation to complete this article. I really appreciate everyone’s support! ! !

If there is a chance, see you in the next book.

love you~