After becoming the richest man, Mrs. Lu wanted to divorce every day

Lu Nanxiao took the initiative to tidy up the sofa and coffee table before Xu Nanyin came out.

Seeing his skillful look, Lu Mingting's eyes flashed with a hint of complexity, but the smile on his face was still gratifying in the end.

"uncle!"

Little Durian ran over with her short legs.

When Lu Nanxiao heard this, the lines on his face instantly softened. He threw the tissue in his hand into the trash can, walked over and hugged his daughter.

Little Durian hugged his neck and asked in a sweet voice, "Uncle, have you had breakfast?"

Lu Nanxiao subconsciously wanted to say that he had eaten, but when he saw his daughter's big, clean and clear eyes, he felt that it was not good to lie to his daughter.

He replied honestly: "I haven't eaten yet."

"Are you hungry?"

Before Lu Nanxiao could speak, Little Durian blinked his big eyes and said in a childish voice, "Mommy said, if you don't eat breakfast, you will get sick here."

She touched her belly, and Lu Nanxiao saw that she was touching her stomach.

"Uncle, you need injections when you are sick. Injections are very painful, so you can't get sick and eat well."

Xu Nanyin said at this time: "There is still some breakfast on top. It should be warm now. You should eat it quickly."

When Lu Nanxiao was just cleaning up, he saw a bowl of millet porridge and two steamed buns. He thought Nanyin had left them for him.

Meeting the man's gaze, Xu Nanyin said in a calm voice: "I have already eaten with the children."

Lu Nanxiao knew in his heart that she had left it specially for him, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously: "Thank you."

Hearing this thank you, Xu Nanyin did not respond and squatted down to clean the clothes in the luggage bag.

Lu Mingting looked at his son's face, then looked at Xu Nanyin, with a flash of worry in his eyes.

Lu Nanxiao put his daughter down and turned on the TV for her. He sat down and had breakfast.

Lu Mingting quietly looked at the tenderness between his son's brows and eyes, which he had never seen with them before. The sound of footsteps approaching, and a thin and childish voice sounded in confusion.

"Uncle, are you my mommy's friend?"

Lu Mingting's heart suddenly shook, and he suddenly turned his head and saw the little guy coming to him.

This is his granddaughter.

A delicate and beautiful little girl wearing pink and jade, wearing a princess dress and a panda hairpin on her head, stood less than one meter away from him, her voice was timid.

Lu Mingting looked at the little guy and said with a smile: "You shouldn't call me uncle. I am this uncle's father. You should call me grandpa."

When Lu Nanxiao heard this, he frowned and subconsciously looked at Nan Yin.

Xu Nanyin was packing her things and did not look up.

"Uncle's father?"

Little Durian turned his head to look at his uncle.

Lu Nanxiao looked at his daughter's thick, dark, grape-like eyes and smiled slightly, "Yes, he is my uncle's father."

Little Durian turned around and looked at her head in confusion, "But you don't have white hair!"

Lu Mingting is now in his fifties, but he maintains the same level of care as someone in his early forties, and his figure is well managed. Although time has left wrinkles on his face, he still looks elegant and young.

Hearing what his little granddaughter said, Lu Mingting laughed heartily. He lowered his head and leaned over to tease her: "If you don't have white hair, can't you call me grandpa?"

Little Durian nodded seriously.

"It seems I can't dye my hair anymore."

Lu Mingting pretended to be distressed.

"Dye your hair?"

Little Durian looked at him curiously.

"Just dye your white hair black."

"Grandpa, do you have white hair?"

Hearing this voice, Lu Mingting's heart softened. He held the child on his lap and lowered his head to show her: "Yes, look."

Little Durian had good eyes, and when he saw a white hair among the black hair, he shouted happily: "Grandpa, I found it, a white hair!"

The Lu family is a single generation of three generations and has not yet had a daughter.

Lu Mingting has taken care of Qian'an before, but the feeling of taking care of a son is completely different from taking care of a daughter.

Looking at this cute and lively granddaughter, Lu Mingting spoke softly to her.

The little one didn't know how to be a stranger. After getting acquainted with people, as long as they played with her, she would scream "grandpa" very beautifully.

Lu Mingting smiled from ear to ear and stayed in the ward for more than an hour before getting up and leaving.

The housekeeper said that his father fell asleep again after eating something. After Lu Mingting closed the door of the ward, he planned to go back to the company, but he sat down on the bench in the elevator again, thinking of the two children, somewhere in his chest. It beats extremely hard.

But when I thought of Nan Xiao and the blank space of twenty-three years, I felt unspeakably sad.

Wen Lan came out of the elevator and originally planned to visit the old man in the ward, but out of the corner of her eye she saw a man sitting not far away, her husband, and she walked over.

"Why are you sitting here?"

Lu Mingting raised his head and saw Wen Lan.

The couple looked at each other. Wen Lan saw the redness in her husband's eyes and frowned: "Did something happen to the old man?"

"No, Dad is fine. He ate something and went to bed."

Lu Mingting lowered his head and wiped his eyes. When he raised his head, his mood had calmed down a bit.

Wen Lan felt that her husband was strange, thinking that they broke up on bad terms yesterday and he didn't come home all night.

Wen Lan's relationship with her son was not going well now. She didn't want to create a rift with her husband, so she sat down next to her husband.

"What's wrong with you? Did you encounter something annoying at work?"

"No, everything in the company is pretty good."

Lu Mingting thought for a while, then turned around and confessed to his wife: "I just went to see those two children."

Those two children?

Xu Nanyin’s pair of twins!

When Wen Lan heard this, his expression suddenly turned cold.

Lu Mingting watched the emotional changes on his wife's face and said, "Little Watermelon and Little Durian, they are well raised by Xu Nanyin!"

When Wen Lan heard her husband praising Xu Nanyin, her expression became even worse: "Lu Mingting, you know that I don't like Xu Nanyin, why are you mentioning them in front of me?"

The recent affairs with the Wen family had made her so anxious that she didn't even dare to go back to her parents' home.

If it weren't for Xu Nanyin, she and her son wouldn't have reached such a stalemate.

"Alan, you should also go see those two children."

"Lu Mingting!"

Wen Lan couldn't hold back his temper and raised his voice to warn.

Lu Mingting looked at her and continued: "Alan, have you seen Nan Xiao smile?"

Now that Wen Lan mentioned Lu Nanxiao and Xu Nanyin, she felt a surge of anger in her heart. She didn't care if Nanxiao smiled or not, she had no feelings for her biological son now.

She was even thinking that it would have been better if she had not exchanged the child, so that she and Qian'an could live a good life now.

Seeing that his wife was silent, Lu Mingting said to himself: "I always thought that Nan Xiao's personality was innate, but today I saw Little Watermelon. That child had such a beautiful smile. He looks very similar to Nan Xiao, but his personality But it’s completely different. One look and you can tell that he is living...happily next to Xu Nanyin."

Yes, happiness.

It turns out that children who live happily can be seen in their eyes and personality.

And Nan Xiao...

Lu Mingting thought of the indifference and alienation that the child had felt when he first came back. Thinking of what his father had said to him, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

"Lu Mingting, what do you mean now? Are you going back to the past with me? You blame me for not taking good care of the child, blame me for letting Nan Xiao be carried by the wrong person from birth, blame me for letting your father and son be separated for twenty-three years, blame me for letting You raised a son for someone else, and you all blame me, but as for me, who should I blame? That’s my son too. Wouldn’t it feel bad if I had the wrong son? But I was so weak at that time, and I didn’t even have anyone to take care of me. No……"

"Alan, I don't blame you."

Lu Mingting went to hold her hand, "I just want to tell you that those two children are really good. Nan Xiao now has a very happy family. I hope you will stop interfering in his life. We have a good relationship." We don’t have time to go out for a walk. Why don’t we travel abroad to relax before the old man is discharged from the hospital? Didn’t you always want to go to Switzerland before..."

"I'm not in the mood."

Wen Lan pulled his hand back directly.

The smile on Lu Mingting's face faded.