After regenerating into one's own stand-in

, Zhou Luo's cell phone rang again.

He picked it up and took a look, and saw that it was another message from Xiao Li.

At that time, he was drinking soup, and the moment he saw the news, he choked up suddenly, and he didn't recover for a long time.

[I will pick you up after class tonight, and my mother asked if I could have dinner with you. 】

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14: the past

Looking at this message, Zhou Luo first felt that he had read it wrong, so he rubbed his eyes seriously, and then took a closer look.

From chat box to chat message!

Looking at this message, Zhou Luo first felt that he had read it wrong, so he rubbed his eyes seriously, and then took a closer look.

From the chat box to the chat message, after confirming that it was from Xiao Li, I couldn't calm down for a long time, and I forgot to swallow the soup in my mouth.

Li Bowen saw his face suddenly changed, and asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Luo didn't have time to reply him, so he shook his head and typed quickly:

【You mean...】

Xiao Li replied: "It's a bit complicated, let Zhao Yi explain it to you."

Zhou Luo didn't know why, so he quit and wanted to ask Zhao Yi, and saw that Zhao Yi had already sent a message, and he sent several consecutive ones:

[As for the Weibo you just posted, somehow Mrs. Xiao saw it, and now she wants to see you. 】

【She already knows about Mr. Xiao's relationship with you, so tonight's family dinner cannot be escaped. 】

【Just take it as a necessary clause to fulfill the agreement and have a meal, it’s no big deal, don’t be nervous. 】

[Believe me, Mr. Xiao is here, what a big deal]

Zhou Luo looked at this series of messages, and the more he read, the more frightened he became.

What a big deal, it's a big deal!

Zhou Luo's mind was filled with the plots of those idol dramas, such as being thrown tens of millions of checks by his mother, saying how much money he would give you to leave my son, or the battle of the wealthy family scrutinizing their daughter-in-law , Arranged in a row to pick and choose and so on.

Thinking of this, Zhou Luo couldn't help shivering.

He still wanted to struggle, so he asked Zhao Yi:

【Brother Zhao, do you really have to go? 】

Zhao Yi thoughtfully sent an emoticon package of "Momo? JPG".

[It's okay, don't be afraid, Mr. Xiao will take care of things.You just don't get cold feet. 】

funk...

Zhou Luo tasted the four words, and somehow felt even more terrifying.

Zhou Luo knew that he couldn't escape, so he didn't refuse again. He was restless in class all afternoon.

After class, Li Bowen knew that he was going out of school again, so he offered to ride his bike to see him off: "I'll take you to the intersection over the school gate, you let your uncle... be a friend, right? , I will wait for you there too, if you don’t come to the school gate, you won’t be photographed.”

Zhou Luo thought it was a good idea, so he didn't refuse. He asked Li Bowen to drive him to the intersection first, and then he sent Xiao Li a location.

Within 15 minutes, Xiao Li also arrived;

Zhou Luo quickly got into the co-pilot, looked at Xiao Li next to him, and said cautiously: "Shall we go now?"

Xiao Li nodded.

Zhou Luo sighed inwardly, what should come will eventually come.

The car was quiet for a while, and it was finally Xiao Li who broke the silence: "Just now you said that Li Bowen sent you here."

Zhou Luo nodded: "Yes, he has a small electric donkey, he drove me here."

Xiao Li frowned imperceptibly: "Do you often take his car?"

Zhou Luo thought for a while: "I will sit if I drop by during class, and I will also go to the cafeteria after class."

Xiao Li didn't say anything more, and the car fell into silence again.

Zhou Luo's thoughts were in a mess, and it took him a while to realize what Xiao Li meant.

No, wouldn't it be okay to take an electric car?

Zhou Luo couldn't help feeling that this man might be jealous and possessive.

The car moved forward with difficulty in the evening rush hour traffic, and it took four or ten minutes to leave the urban area before the main road became spacious;

"That... Mr. Xiao, is there anything I need to pay attention to tonight?"

Zhou Luo tried to find out about Xiao Li's mother's preferences, hoping that he would not be in a minefield when they first met.

"Nothing, just be yourself."

This said.

Saying it is the same as not saying it.

Zhou Luo secretly complained.

The car drove into a manor, and two butlers greeted him at the gate.One person came to one side of the car and opened two doors, and took Xiao Li and Zhou Luo out of the car respectively.

Seeing this battle, Zhou Luo immediately straightened his back and became nervous.

From a certain point of view, this is also a highlight of his canary design.

He turned his head to look at Xiao Li, who was indifferent from the back, and couldn't figure out his thoughts for a moment.

Since he sees himself as a stand-in canary, what kind of personality and relationship should he create with his mother?

The improvisational component is a bit heavy.

Zhou Luo thought helplessly.

It can be seen that the Xiao family's family rules are very strict. After the two entered the manor, there was no noisy sound, only the slight guiding sound of the person leading the way and the sound of footsteps touching the stone road.

Zhou Luo's nervousness eased a little after smelling the air in the manor with the fragrance of grass and trees.

It can be seen that the garden has been carefully taken care of. Although it is not big, every grass plant is arranged ingeniously. It can be seen that the designer is very aesthetic and has his own unique thinking.

It must not have been designed by the Xiao family, Zhou Luo thought to himself thinking of the flamboyant decoration style that the Xiao family always liked.

While thinking wildly, while turning around, he came to the gate of the villa.

It was dark and the villa was already lit.

The gate was opened, and there were about four or five people who greeted him at the gate. After passing through the gate of the villa and seeing the decoration at the entrance, Zhou Luo suddenly choked.

——Worthy of the aesthetics of the Xiao family——

Zhou Luo raised his head and counted the large crystal lamps hanging from the ceiling of the entrance. There must be at least ten floors, right?

Zhou Luo couldn't even count the blurred eyes, and when he turned his eyes again, his eyes were full of marks from the complicated crystal lamps.

In addition to two or three live-in aunts, there were also two relatives of the Xiao family who were greeted at the door. Judging from the titles, they seemed to be Xiao Li's juniors. They were not very old, and they were probably in school.

When Zhou Luo was still a little embarrassed about whether he should say hello, he was surrounded by enthusiastic eyes.

Walking in the door after a while of pleasantries, you can have a panoramic view of the decoration of the entire villa.

Honestly, very shocking.

Zhou Luo suddenly wondered if he had entered some kind of auditorium.

Facing the gate is a huge staircase, which is a combination of two staircases. The dark golden marble floor tiles reflect the light, and the crystal lights on the ceiling are layered one after another. The light overlaps and overlaps. The whole villa is brightly lit like daytime. .

It doesn't match, there are really less than ten people in this villa.

After saying hello, the aunts in the house went to work in the kitchen on the east side of the first floor, with a bit of enthusiasm for the New Year.

Zhou Luo noticed that the color scheme of the entire villa was warmer, with bold colors and strong collisions.

Fusing with Xiao Li, who is so cold all over his body, Zhou Luo thought of a metaphor that fit him very well.

It's like an iceberg drifting from the Arctic Ocean to the equator, and it feels like it's getting heated up quickly.

"Madam is still washing up, come down later." The butler said, "Madam told me, Mr. Bai, don't be restrained, just like you are at your own home."

Zhou Luo nodded, a little confused.

Looking at this posture... It really doesn't look like there is any storm waiting to come.

"Brother Bai goes to school in Nanying?"

Zhou Luo turned around and saw that the person speaking was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, with a cropped hair and sharp eyes, somewhat similar to Xiao Li.

The difference is that the boy has a smile in his eyes and looks carefree, completely different from Xiao Li.

"Yes." Zhou Luo was infected by his smile and smiled too.

Xiao Li sat down on the spacious European-style leather sofa, squinted at the boy: "Why do you call him human?"

Zhou Luo remembered that at the door just now, this boy called Xiao Li his little uncle.

If you call it like this, you will be inferior.

"Tsk, that person looks much younger than you." The boy smiled half-spoofingly, "What's the matter, could it be called aunt?"

Zhou Luo: "..."

This title is really embarrassing.

Xiao Li took the water poured by his aunt, glanced at him lukewarmly, and didn't respond to his joke at all: "Just call uncle."

The boy's smile paused, and he sighed slightly.

Zhou Luo noticed the change in his expression. Although his face was still smiling, his eyes were cold, as if he could see a little disappointment.

After sitting dry for a while, drank a glass of water, and ate half a bunch of grapes by the way, the heroine of tonight's family dinner can be counted on the stage.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's late..." There was an eager sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the floor tiles on the stairs, and a woman who looked about 40 years old in a gray cheongsam ran down hurriedly, one side at a time. He muttered loudly to himself, "At the meeting this afternoon, those directors spent so long moaning and haggling that I didn't have much time to change my clothes..."

Zhou Luo was sure to hear Xiao Li sighing softly beside him.

He stood up dully.

He imagined countless possible images of Xiao Li's mother, and also imagined countless scenes of meeting her for the first time, but in short, he never thought of the current situation.

Dressed elegantly, with a dignified manner and a gentle appearance, Mrs. Xiao, who kept talking, just ran all the way in such a hurry, came to Zhou Luo, and held his hand full of emotion: "Auntie is late, I kept you waiting for a long time!" Oh, oh, you're such a good-looking kid, look at this little face..."

……

Zhou Luo cracked open.

He has never been so warmly received