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Did Lu Mobai learn to draw just to become Lu Hui's adopted son and change her fate?

She had looked up some news about Lu Mobai. When he was taken away by Lu Hui in the orphanage, he was only five years old. How could a five-year-old child have such deep thoughts? ​​

However, Lu Mobai was not an ordinary person.

She thought to herself, other people might not have it when they were five years old, but Lu Mobai might not have it when she was five years old.

This autumn, the weather was changeable. When Lu Mobai got into the car, she felt a splitting pain in her forehead. Seeing this, the secretary immediately took a bottle of pure water that was usually kept in the car and handed two pills to her.

Lu Mobai took the pills and swallowed them, her face slightly better.

"How has mother been these few days? "

The secretary put down the medicine and water, still looking at him with concern, and said, "Madam's body is much better now. The doctor said that she should be able to walk after a few more days of rest. "

Lu mobai's eyes narrowed slightly, and he did not say anything else.

The secretary asked carefully, "Mr. Lu, do you... want to visit Madam during the few days when she is in the field? I heard from the doctor that she often thinks of you today... "

Lu Mobai suddenly smiled coldly, her eyes filled with cruel and cold hatred.

"She will miss me? What a funny joke. "

If she missed him, she would not have thrown him into the orphanage and heard that he had become Lu Hui's adopted son. After he made a name for himself, she would find him again when he was seriously ill.

The secretary kept quiet. She knew that this was an eternal pain in Lu mobai's heart.

After waiting for a long time, Lu mobai suddenly said, "when she can walk on the ground, we will kick her out of the hospital. "

The secretary was shocked. "Mr. Lu! ? "

"She has her own life. It has nothing to do with me. "

After Lu Mobai said the last sentence, she did not say anything more and closed her eyes to rest.

The secretary sighed slightly and did not say anything more.

Zuo Aiai drove back to the hotel from the school. When she was in the parking lot, she saw a black Bentley parked next to her. She saw that the car was similar to Jin Di's model and knew that it was not cheap. She was not skilled in reversing the car Thinking of not failing her car, she thought of finding another place to park.

Just as she drove past the Bentley car.

She saw a man in the back seat open the door and get out. That man was wearing a gray and pink suit and sunglasses. Behind him was a man who looked like a secretary, and in his hand... ...

Was carrying... ... A lunchbox ? ?

She was stunned for three seconds and felt that the lunchbox looked familiar. When she saw that man walking further and further away, she stared at her figure for a long time. Sure enough, she saw that lunchbox. Was It really the lunchbox that she had been drinking chicken soup for the past few days?

Eh!

Didn't she buy that chicken soup at a restaurant Then who was this noblewoman who sent the chicken soup No, no matter how rich the restaurant was, it was impossible for a noblewoman in a Bentley to send the chicken soup... ...

The more she thought about it, the more familiar that figure and temperament looked. Finally, a light flashed in her mind, and she was stunned.

How could it be... ...

Auntie Feng, she... ... Didn't she hate me very much ? ?

The fact that Feng Shuyuan came to send her chicken soup really gave her a fright. For a moment, she couldn't figure out what Feng Shuyuan was thinking.

When she returned to the apartment, she saw the usual chicken soup lunchbox on the kitchen table.