Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

"Go, your brother needs you very much now..."

"Why do you ask my brother to help you check things without sleep?"

"This is what he should do..."

Lin Sining's brows and eyes were a little cold, and there was a ray of surprise in his eyes.

"Miss Si Ning, your brother should need you very much right now."

Lin Sining glared at him, then walked in, and saw Lin Xingheng sitting in front of the computer with her slender fingers resting on the keyboard, but did not move.

"elder brother!"

Lin Sining called out softly.

Lin Xingheng heard the crisp voice, came back to his senses, and turned to look at Lin Sining at the door.

"A Ning?"

"elder brother--"

Lin Sining ran over quickly, holding his haggard face, "Why are you so ignorant of taking care of yourself? Look at your dark circles..."

"Brother is fine, you go home, I'll be back in two days."

"No, that big guy already said you haven't slept for days."

"What are you doing? I'll help you..."

"Ah Ning, my brother hopes that you will not get involved in the affairs of the Lu family, it will be dangerous in the future..."

Lin Xingheng's eyes darkened, and the corners of his lips pulled lightly, interrupting her coldly.

"Brother, if you can, then I can." Lin Siming lowered his eyelashes, paused for a while, pursed his lips, and smiled at him, "Brother, I'm a genius, not worse than you, and you know it too I am strong, I can help you..."

"Ah Ning, this is the grievance between Lu and Huo's family. I don't want you to get involved here, do you understand?"

"Brother, since you have been involved in the grievances between the two families, how could I, as your younger sister, stay out of it..."

Hearing this, Lin Xingheng was stunned for a moment, and found that he couldn't speak to his sister, so he remained silent.

But what she said is very reasonable, he has already been involved in the grievances of Lu Huo's family, so how could his only sister stay out of it.

He sighed deeply, "Okay, sit next to me, you use this computer..."

Lin Sining nodded, "Okay."

Then the slender fingertips of the brother and sister leaped across the keyboard, cooperating tacitly.

*

Lu's old house.

When Lu Chuan passed the corridor, he saw Lu Yan leaning against the wall.

Lu Yan lowered his head, his nose was high, and his eyes were half-closed. His dark black hair was brushed back, and a few strands of hair hung down above his eyebrows that were neither thick nor light. The extremely long eyelashes She covered her eyes, as if she was secretly hurting herself.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of a violin, and the sound of the violin was melodious, like complaining, like admiration, like weeping.

Accompanied by the sound of rain, the tune is even more sad, with ups and downs, almost cutting open the heart forcefully, hitting his soul directly.

Lu Chuan's pupils froze and he froze in place.

Looking around, there is the little lady's balcony above, so the piano sound is played by the little lady?

Why is it so sad? It's not like the character of the little lady at all.

What Dad said was right, the little lady and the Patriarch were really similar, and it was the first time he saw a gratifying smile on Dad's face.

The little lady exudes a cold aura, so cold that people dare not approach her.

The younger brother told him that the young lady's operation against the Huo family was calm and she shot and killed the Huo family. He was shocked.

He couldn't imagine the scene of a ten-year-old girl killing people with a gun as cold as ice. The first time he took a gun was when he was 17 years old, and it was on the training ground, and he used blank ammunition.

And a ten-year-old girl held a gun in her hand, with live ammunition in it. She killed people so ruthlessly at such a young age. Although she was an enemy, he really couldn't imagine it.

He couldn't even imagine if she would attack Miss Wan Wan when she took over the Lu family in the future...

Miss Wanwan is pitiful enough. Her mother was the murderer of her father. Now she really has no father or mother.

He sympathized with Miss Wan Wan very much, and he just hoped that Miss Wan could be kinder, but when Miss Miss said that it was almost impossible for her and Miss Wan Wan to get along peacefully, he felt sorry for Miss Wan Wan for a moment.

"Lu Chuan, get out of here."

Lu Yan's deep and sullen voice sounded, and Lu Chuan raised his eyes to meet his four eyes, the black and opaque eyes covered by the broken hair on his forehead did not contain any warmth.

He was like the kind of man who wandered on the edge of darkness and evil all year round, with an unconcealable hostility all over his body.

The corner of Lu Chuan's mouth curled up without warmth, "Lu Yan, your identity doesn't determine where I am..."

Lu Yan's expression was cold: "You don't deserve to hear Miss playing the piano!"

Lu Chuan's face sank: "Whether you deserve it or not is not up to you..."

There seemed to be a violent black storm in Lu Yan's eyes, and he looked at Lu Chuan contemptuously.

He was going to go straight up and let him know what it means to be worthy or not.

At this time, Lu Yi opened the rear door with an umbrella, and Lu Beiye got out of the car.

When they walked to the entrance of the villa, they saw the two people in the corridor, their eyes darkened.

When Lu Yan saw Lu Beiye who had returned, his face froze.

Lu Chuan followed Lu Yan's gaze and turned his head to look back. Lu Beiye was standing under the umbrella, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, looking dignified and cold, and the wind blew his hair.

Between square inches, the rain splashed everywhere.From such a distance, Lu Chuan seemed to see the coldness on his face.

Under Lu Yi's umbrella, Lu Beiye walked towards the villa with steady steps.

He hastily stepped forward, bowed slightly fearfully: "Patriarch."

Lu Yan also followed, bowing slightly, his eyes dimmed.

Lu Beiye's voice was low and cold: "What are you two doing?"

Lu Beiye's powerful aura was impossible to ignore, and the coercion he exuded made him breathless.

Lu Chuan hurriedly said: "Patriarch, we didn't do anything, it's just that I just ran into Lu Yan when I came out."

Lu Beiye took a look at Lu Chuan and Lu Yan, and then walked into the villa.

When the maids in the living room saw the person coming, they hurried forward and said, "Master."

"Where is Miss?"

One of the maids said, "Miss is in the room."

The insider looked at her with extremely cold eyes, and his voice was emotionless, "Go down."

"Yes, master."

"Lu Yi, wait for me in the car—"

"Yes, sir."

Lu Yi left the living room, stood at the door and turned to look at the two of them.

"Don't lie in front of Grandpa next time."

Suddenly, Lu Chuan's pupils froze, his body trembled, and he looked up at Lu Yi in a slightly dull manner.

"Although the master doesn't care about it, as a subordinate, you have to recognize yourself, understand?"

Lu Chuan: "Yes, Brother Lu."

Lu Yan also nodded by default.

Then Lu Yi took an umbrella and returned to the car.

Lu Chuan looked at Lu Yi who was leaving, his eyes were blurred, revealing a thoughtful expression.

The head of the family could see right away that he was lying.

In Lu Qianxun's room.

She was still playing the violin without stopping.

The moment Lu Beiye was about to open the door of Lu Qianxun's room, his hands paused slightly.

He heard the sound of the piano again, which was full of resentment, admiration, and weeping, and he frowned.

He opened the door and looked at the girl who was playing the violin standing on the balcony with her back to him.