"Go home."

Lu Chuan murmured in a long tone, hugged Chuchu's shoulders, and took her away.

"You stop."

Old Mrs. Qiao doesn't seem to plan to let Chuchu go easily like this.

"The old lady has lived for so many years, so you younger generations don't want to fool me easily."

She turned around and stared at Qiao Chen: "Chenchen, grandma will listen to you today. If you recognize this sister, then don't call me grandma; if you cut off your relationship with her, you will still be the good grandson of our Qiao family. After a hundred years, everything in the family will belong to you."

Mrs. Qiao is so smart and vigilant. Qiao Chu treats her stupid grandson as obedient. After their death in the future, she will give all the property to Qiao Chen. Qiao Chen is just a fool. She is just what the woman says.

She must not let this happen, there must be a break between them tonight!

This was said seriously. Before Qiao Chen could speak, Chuchu broke away from Lu Chuan's hand and walked to Mrs. Qiao and said, "You are afraid that I will worry about your Qiao family's property, so you are so impatient to make a blind date for Qiao Chen every few days, wanting to find a powerful wife to control him, right?"

Old Mrs. Qiao was suddenly exposed to her thoughts, and her face was not natural.

"Old lady, I am now clear to you. I, Qiao Chu, have no interest in your property. If I were really interested in the Qiao family, when my father died, I could exercise the same inheritance rights as Qiao Chen, but I don't have it. I won't want any of the things you want to leave to my brother."

"You speak nicely now, who knows the future?"

Old Mrs. Qiao looked at her coldly: "As long as you still have your surname Qiao, I will not be at ease all day!"

"Grandma, you're really overdoing it."

Qiao Chen stood by at a loss: "Now her mother is like this, I am her only relative. If you don't recognize her, I will recognize her. Chuchu's surname is Qiao, and she is my dear sister."

"My stupid child, grandma is just...I am afraid that you will not be able to distinguish right from wrong like this and will be fooled by outsiders."

Chu Chu was speechless and began to get angry: "If you say that, I will go to the Public Security Bureau to change my name tomorrow and draw a clear line with your Qiao family. I don't want anything!"

Don't want anything, just my brother.

Qiao Chen felt as if he was jealous in his heart, and he was sour: "Don't say anything to draw a clear line..."

Old Mrs. Qiao grabbed Qiao Chen, glared at him fiercely, and stopped him from talking.

She looked at Chuchu and said coldly: "What's the use of changing your name? You have to be notarized."

"Do it!"

Lu Chuan really couldn't listen anymore and said leisurely: "Mrs. Qiao, you are really too careful. No matter how rich the inheritance you left to Qiao Dasha, Chuchu might still be able to look at him in the future."

Mrs. Qiao was unclear, so: "What did you say?"

Chuchu also looked at Lu Chuan, not understanding what he meant.

Lu Chuan smiled faintly and looked at Chuchu: "Don't you want to change your name?"

"Um?"

"Is it good to change my surname to Lu?"

Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, and everything was silent.

Lu Chuan took Chuchu home. When he left, he did not forget to look back and looked at Qiao Chen deeply. The meaning in his eyes was that even if Qiao Chen was not careful, he could still read it.

Even though he wants to be filial to the old man, Lu Chuan doesn't want this to happen again today.

After the two left, Qiao Chen rubbed his forehead tiredly and sighed: "Grandma, it's too late today, so you can stay here. I'll go back and make some food for you."

Mrs. Qiao was still in a state of fire and poked Qiao Chen's head: "Today, that girl, in terms of appearance and education, what's wrong with it? You insist on listening to that woman's words, and sooner or later she will be killed by her!"

Qiao Chen took a step back, restrained his obedient attitude, and his expression became a little cold and hard: "Qiao Chu is my sister, I will not allow her to change her name. It is nonsense to do notarization. This is my attitude."

Mrs. Qiao knew that her grandson was a tough guy, so she was too lazy to confront him head-on, so she simply said: "I won't tell you much. This girl doesn't like it. I'm asking someone to help you find it. I'll always find the one I like. Next time I meet, I'll go with you."

Qiao Chen's eyes turned to the side and said in a dull sense: "Don't find it for me, I won't go."

"Qiao Chen, are you going to piss me to death?"

Qiao Chen raised his head and glanced at the old lady, and suddenly said, "Grandma, you did the same with your father's marriage at the time, right?"

Mrs. Qiao was slightly stunned: "What did you say?"

"Since I was a child, I could feel that my father was indifferent and alienated to his mother. I didn't even want to go back home. When I came back, I either had a cold war or a quarrel."

Qiao Chen recalled the past and his face lowered: "If he likes his mother very much, how could this happen?"

Mrs. Qiao's body trembled, holding a crutch to hit Qiao Chen, and scolded angrily: "I don't allow you to say that!"

Seeing that the crutch was about to fall on his head, Qiao Chen did not dodge and closed his eyes tightly.

But Mrs. Qiao failed to fight hard. If she disobeyed, she would be the grandson she loved.

"Your mother is a good woman, I'm not allowed to say such things again!"

The old lady was so angry that she was breathing.

"She is a good woman and your good daughter-in-law."

Qiao Chen opened his eyes in pain: "But dad doesn't like her, nor do he like me."

Old Mrs. Qiao's heart became deeper and deeper, and her wrinkled eyes turned red. She threw away her crutches, walked over tremblingly, and hugged Qiao Chen.

A pair of wrinkled hands like chicken claws stroked Qiao Chen's wide back. She said to Qiao Chen with a trembling voice: "Chenchen, dad doesn't love you, grandparents love you, don't be sad."

"grandmother."

Qiao Chen took a deep breath and calmed down: "I don't want to marry a woman I don't like like my father."

Old Mrs. Qiao let go of Qiao Chen, staring at his eyes for a long time, and finally sighed quietly: "Forget it."

She turned around and walked towards the car. The bodyguard opened the car door for her. She kept murmuring: "Forget it, I can't care about you. Just do whatever you want."

This is the time Chuchu has arrived at Lu Chuan’s house?

She came here secretly when she was in her senior year, but during the summer vacation of her freshman year, Lu Chuan took her home and met her parents. Fang Ya had met Chuchu for Lu Chuan's study abroad. She admired her knowledge and agreed that the two of them were together.

Chief Lu naturally had no objection. He couldn't control Lu Chuan, but seeing him obeying Chu Chuyan, I hope that this future young daughter-in-law can take good care of him.

Lu Chuan turned around with the key and found Chu Chu standing in the night without knowing what to do. He understood what she was thinking, so he simply said, "My parents are not here, there is no one at home."

Chuchu nodded and followed.

Lu Chuan took the key and opened the door and brought Chuchu a pair of rabbit slippers from the cabinet.

Chuchu looked at the pair of furry slippers and wondered in her heart that the serious and reserved Lu family had no daughter, so how could there be such cute slippers? It wouldn't be worn by Mrs. Lu.

It was not until Lu Chuan squatted down and pulled off the tag on his shoes that Chu Chu realized it was a pair of new slippers.

“I bought it a few years ago.”

He explained: "Walking shopping with my mother, she said you will come often in the future and prepare a pair for you."

Chuchu's heart became tormented again, and she changed into the house without saying a word and went into the house with Lu Chuan.

"You sit."

Chuchu obediently walked to the corner of the sofa, covering her skirt and beinghaved properly.

Lu Chuan ran to the refrigerator, searched for a long time, came out with a sad face, and explained: "There are no snacks at home, you can drink Coke."

He put the Coke in front of Chuchu and carefully inserted the straw for her. Although Chuchu didn't want to drink, she still took the can of Coke.

"Thanks."

"I'll go and clean your room."

Lu Chuan said he was leaving.

Chuchu suddenly called him: "No."

She lowered her eyes and fiddled with the straw with her fingertips: "When the old lady is gone, I will still go back to my brother's house, change clothes and remove makeup..."

Lu Chuan seemed to remember something, and hurried upstairs, went to his room for a while, took out several sets of cotton women's nightgowns, and said to Chuchu: "Everyone is there, and there is also facial cleanser in the bathroom."

"I..." Chuchu no longer wanted to think about why she had everything she wore at his house. She swallowed her saliva with difficulty: "I still have to go back."

The light in Lu Chuan's eyes gradually faded away. He put his clothes back into the closet, walked out, sat down to the sofa near her, and sighed: "Okay."

Chuchu looked up carefully at him. His outline became clearer and clearer, and he looked stronger, with his eyebrows and eyes still in the same state and his bright peach blossom eyes.

But for some reason, the tear mole on the lower eyelid on the left is so darker.

He was wearing a dark shirt that outlined his smooth muscle lines. He sat by the sofa, his long legs slightly opened, and her eyes couldn't help but move downward and landed under his belt.

When she looked at him, Lu Chuan was of course looking at her, looking at her little eyes, which seemed to be cute and silly, but also faintly revealed a certain ingenuity and cleverness.

"Where are you looking?"

Upon hearing this, Chuchu immediately withdrew her gaze.

Lu Chuan chuckled softly and asked her: "Is it over to repay the debt?"

"It's been paid back long ago."

Chuchu replied in a low voice.

"Why don't you come to me?"

This is the reason she proposed to break up peacefully with him. After many years, she met him again. The first thing he asked was, why didn’t he come to me?
To be continued...