When I woke up again, the sun was already high in the sky.

Lu Zichu yawned, stretched, and sat up.

He was in Fei Mingze's room. The curtains were not completely drawn, leaving only a small gap. He checked the time on his phone: 10:50.

He didn't remember much about yesterday's drinking. But he remembered that he was going to go back to see Xiao Yushu. This time, of course, he had to go back to see her, as well as Jiang Tunan's father Jiang Kuzhou and sister Jiang Anran.

Just when she thought of Jiang Anran, someone called her. As if they had a telepathic connection with her, it was Jiang Anran.

"Zi Chu, I heard you're back. Are you free at noon today? I've booked a restaurant, can we get together? I'll also invite my dad and godmother."

The "godmother" Jiang Anran was referring to was Lu Zichu's mother, Xiao Yushu.

In the past, Lu Zichu and Jiang Tunan were good friends. Later, the two families met by chance. Xiao Yushu had always wanted a daughter, but only had Lu Zichu as a son. When he saw Jiang Anran, he liked her very much, so he adopted her as his goddaughter.

Initially, Jiang Tunan rented a house in the suburbs because of his poor family conditions. But it was just a leaky shack. Later, when Lu Zichu became close to him, he vacated his basement and helped them out.

Later, when Lu Zichu and Jiang Tunan started a business together, they were short of manpower, so Jiang Anran resigned from his job and came to help them.

In recent years, their business has grown bigger and bigger, and Jiang Anran has also become the manager of the Longcheng branch.

"You are very well-informed."

"Just give me a straight answer, can you come?"

"Once someone becomes a branch manager, their speech and behavior become different."

Jiang Anran smiled, "Since you didn't refuse, I'll take that as your consent. I'll send the location to your phone later. Also, there's someone I want you to meet."

Lu Zichu became interested, "Who is it?"

"My fiancé."

"Really? You're getting married? Have you set a date?"

"I want to wait until April or May after the Chinese New Year."

"Where are you going on your honeymoon?"

"Is this a commendation from the company headquarters? I won't hold back."

"Don't be polite to me. I'll grant you a month's leave and reward you with an international cruise trip. How about that?"

"Then I'll accept it."

Lu Zichu hung up the phone with her reluctantly, then brushed his teeth, washed his face, and went to the locker room to find some clothes to change into.

His figure was not much different from Fei Mingze's, and his clothes were probably washed, so he had to find his to wear.

When he went downstairs, lunch was being prepared in the kitchen. Butler Xia saw him get up, came over to greet him, and then asked the kitchen to prepare a meal.

Lu Zichu was sitting in the restaurant and saw a glass bottle on the table. It contained wild honey, pickled with fresh osmanthus flowers, and a few slices of lemon for flavoring.

Lu Zichu asked, "Who did this?"

"The young master got up early in the morning to fiddle with this thing."

"Why is he doing this? He is not usually such an artistic person."

"Isn't that what Mr. Lu wanted?"

Lu Zichu thought about it and thought that this was the case, so he smiled dryly. At this time, the meal was served, so he had to eat a little.

Just after finishing the meal, Fei Mingze came back. He was dressed very neatly and looked like he had just come back from outside.

Lu Zichu took a look and asked, "Did you go out?"

"I promised to accompany you back to see Aunt Xiao. I can't go empty-handed."

"Are you going too?"

"Didn't you say you wanted me to go with you?"

Lu Zichu forgot.

When he got in the car, he was still a little dazed, "There are other people."

"I prepared a lot of souvenirs before returning home, and there are still quite a few left. I'll take them all with me when I go today."

"That's not what I meant. I meant that this is a family gathering today."

"Oh, I see. What should I call it when I get there? Just tell me in advance."

Lu Zichu felt more and more that something was wrong. Wasn't Fei Mingze a person with high IQ and EQ? He shouldn't be so slow and not understand what he meant, right?

He didn't dare to tell him directly at this time that it was not suitable for him to go, as that would be too discouraging.

So he tried to give him a hint, and he backed off. "Um... aren't you busy today?"

"Not busy. I'll start work officially next Monday."

"Very good, very good."

Fei Mingze began to flip through a French book. He was indeed a very cultured person, with a regular schedule and no bad habits. In this era where mobile phones, tablets and the Internet dominate the world, people all read e-books, so who still reads paper books?

But he just likes it, and has a collection of many books in his study room, in various languages, and all of them are rare editions. Some of the books are even signed by the author.

When leaving Mingzhu Mansion, Lu Zichu suddenly remembered something, so he asked the driver to go to Shili Xiangxi.

The car quickly stopped downstairs. Lu Zichu wanted to go upstairs to get something. Just when he was about to tell Fei Mingze, he saw him get out of the car as well.

"I'm going upstairs to get something and will be back soon."

"Go up and see where you lived."

What else could Lu Zichu say? He felt that Fei Mingze was not right recently. He liked to stick to him and was easy to talk to. He was not like this before.

Einstein, [How does it feel to be loved? ]

Lu Zichu, [I think he is like a shameless husky. ]

【Oh, please don't describe my favorite dish like that. 】

Lu Zichu went upstairs and opened the door.

Fei Mingze stood in the living room, looked around, and finally saw a photo frame, his eyes froze.

Above is a photo of Lu Zichu and Xiao Yushu, with the library of Oxford University in the background.

Lu Zichu was holding a graduation certificate in his hand, but he was not wearing a bachelor's gown.

He stood beside Xiao Yushu, smiling brightly. Xiao Yushu was a little reserved, but happiness was clearly visible in her eyes and eyebrows.

Fei Mingze stretched out his fingers and stroked Lu Zichu's face in the photo. Circle after circle, his heart softened. When he heard Lu Zichu's footsteps, he asked without turning his head, "Is this your mother?"

"It's not my mom, it's your mom?"

As soon as he said this, Lu Zichu regretted it immediately because Fei Mingze's mother had been divorced from Fei Jingwen for many years.

Lu Zichu remembered that it seemed to be when Fei Mingze was eight years old. He said this without thinking. As soon as he said it, he realized that this word was like a thorn that could hurt people.

Just as he was about to say something, Fei Mingze said without taking it seriously, "You look like your mother."

Lu Zichu has also changed a lot since he grew up. His appearance is indeed getting closer and closer to Xiao Yushu. This is why there is room for him to stay.

Lu Zichu asked, "Are you missing your mother? Just now... I didn't mean it."

"No, I just went to my grandfather's house before returning home."

Lu Zichu finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Is your mother married again now?"

"It's good. I found a Spaniard."

"Did she give you a little sister like a doll?"

"Are you still thinking about the doll?"

Lu Zichu asked back, "When did I tell you this?"

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