Please Put on Your Vest, Madam

Lu Qingyi stood lazily at the school gate, holding a fake note in her hand and playing with her phone with her head down.

Lu Yao said that he was going to pick her up from school.

boarding.

Lu Yao drove the car to the school gate, he rolled down the window, and his tone was a little indifferent.

Lu Qingyi raised her head casually, she opened the door of the back seat and sat in without saying a word.

No mute for a week?

Lu Qingyi's indifference annoyed Lu Yao, he said rather displeased.

Lu Qingyi whispered, Dad.

Cold and icy, without a trace of emotion.

How are you doing at school?

After a few seconds of silence, Lu Yao's voice suddenly softened a bit.

There seems to be a little bit of concern involved.

pretty good.

Lu Qingyi raised his eyelids, quite casually.

She is fine alone.

You can tell me if you need anything.

Lu Yao glanced at Lu Qingyi through the rearview mirror.

His eyes were a little complicated.

Lu Qingyi refused, No need.

Lu Yao gave her a card and put money into it every week, but she didn't touch it.

She disdains Lu Yao's money.

She has never used her parents' money since she was a child. Since she never used it when she was a child, now she disdains it.

I heard you got good grades?

Lu Jiayue said that Lu Qingyi was the first in class 20.

Class 20, a rubbish class, he didn't expect Lu Qingyi to score much in the test, he just wanted to find some topics.

He had never looked at his eldest daughter seriously, and only after a closer look did he realize that Lu Qingyi was really beautiful.

The daughter who has never cared about her has such a cold temper.

Lu Qingyi lowered his head and tapped on the phone screen, Maybe.

She casually responded to Lu Yao's words, which was quite perfunctory.

You have to bear with your mother a little more.

When he was about to arrive at the Lu family's villa, Lu Yao suddenly said.

I have to say that Lu Yao still cares about her a little bit, but Yao Meishu doesn't at all except indifference.

Looking at her eyes has always been cold, vaguely seems to hide hatred.

If she didn't look alike, she would have doubted whether she was Yao Meishu's daughter.

Lu Qingyi asked back, Oh, am I not enough to bear with her?

She laughed to herself.

Lu Yao swallowed a little.

Have breakfast first, then go to the cemetery to see your grandmother.

Lu Qingyi nodded and got out of the car with a cold expression.

Sister, it's time to eat.

Lu Jiayue also took leave. She wore white tulle long sleeves and looked at Lu Qingyi with a smile.

Her hands were covered with flour.

Yueyue, go wash your hands. Yao Meishu came out of the kitchen, looking at Lu Jiayue with gentle eyes, she turned cold when she saw Lu Qingyi, Stop sticking and eat.

Her indifferent eyes glanced at Lu Qingyi lightly, mixed with displeasure.

The two attitudes before and after are simply worlds apart.

You eat, I don't eat.

Lu Qingyi said lightly and wanted to go upstairs.

After eating breakfast for a week, her stomach got used to it. Although she was a little hungry now, looking at this family of three, she felt that she had no appetite at all.

Stop, I tell you, don't think I'm abusing you.

Yao Meishu frowned, she scolded coldly.

Look at you, what are you wearing? Didn't your father pay you living expenses?

She looked a little cold when she saw Lu Qingyi's clothes.

Simple white T-shirt and jeans, no brand can be seen.

I didn't support me before, and I don't think you need to support me now. Lu Qingyi turned her voice, she smiled coldly, and took out a brand new bank card from her bag, I'll give it back to you, I'll give you the money in it. Not moving.

She raised her chin slightly, and the brand new unopened bank card fell on the table.

The bank card was newly issued, and Lu Yao gave it to her as soon as it was done. She had never taken out the card holder, it was still new.

You think I want to support you? Yao Meishu's voice was indifferent. She picked up the bank card and stuffed it into Lu Jiayue's hand, Yueyue, buy more things you like.

Before and after, they are treated differently.

Ah, mom, this is my sister's...

Lu Jiayue waved her hand quickly, her expression a little flustered, she glanced at Lu Qingyi timidly.

It's okay, she doesn't need it.

Yao Meishu plugged the jam, and then patted Lu Jiayue on the head.

Where did you get the money?

Lu Yao frowned, he stared at Lu Qingyi.

With the bank card bound to his phone number, he naturally knew that Lu Qingyi really didn't touch the card.

How can a girl under the age of 20 be able to support herself?

He does not believe.

Lu Qingyi chuckled, It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you.

Why hadn't I asked her where the money came from before?

Huh, that's ironic.

Lu Qingyi, see your grandma later and come over for dinner.

Yao Meishu frowned, this girl is really stubborn.

She doesn't want to eat, she doesn't want her to eat.

If it wasn't for her own mother, she wouldn't say anything to bring Lu Qingyi back.

Lu Qingyi hesitated for a few seconds, then walked into the restaurant.

Sister, my mother and I made pastries.

After Lu Jiayue washed her hands, she sat in front of Lu Qingyi and pointed to a few trays of cakes that sold well.

There is a custom in Jincheng that to visit the deceased, the cakes must be made by oneself.

Eat more, you're pretty thin.

Lu Yaojia put a shrimp in Lu Qingyi's bowl, his voice was cold and indifferent.

Yao Meishu glared at Lu Yao, who immediately pretended not to do anything.

Lu Qingyi stared at the shrimp in the bowl, with a sarcastic smile on his mouth, then picked out the shrimp and threw it on the table.

Oh, she didn't even know she was allergic to shrimp.

The kindness has been fed to the white-eyed wolf.

Yao Meishu glanced at Lu Yao coldly and snorted softly.

Sister, what do you mean? Dad gave it to you personally, and I don't have it.

Lu Jiayue widened her eyes aggrievedly, and looked at Lu Qingyi in disbelief.

Unbelievable in the grievance.

Lu Qingyi raised his eyes and stared at Lu Yao coldly, I'm allergic to shrimp.

Did you clip it yourself?

Heh, did Lu Yao ever have any intentions?

She was allergic to shrimp, but Lu Yao didn't know it. She thought, maybe no one knows about it except grandma?

Ah, sister, you're blaming Dad wrong. Dad must not know. After all, we all like to eat shrimp.

Lu Jiayue's eyes flashed, she looked at Lu Qingyi innocently and said.

Wrong?

Lu Qingyi raised his eyebrows.

When did she say she blamed Lu Yao?

When she was a child, she blamed Lu Yao and Yao Meishu for not liking her, but now she doesn't blame her anymore, she's all looking down on her.

I didn't blame it before, I won't blame it now, and I won't blame it in the future.

She put down the dishes and walked out of the restaurant.

I can't eat anymore.