"do you still remember?" lu yunxuan played with the fruit knife as she slowly said, " "at that time, you had just come to the lu family. my mom didn't like you and often quarreled with my dad. when you started school, my dad went on a business trip. my mom pretended to know nothing and deliberately went out to play mahjong so that you couldn't find her. that day, i just happened to come home, so i put down my bag and took you to school to register. if you can't buy a ticket for your trip back to yurao during the holidays, i'll ask my family's chauffeur to send you there on a four-hour high-speed trip. i was afraid that my mom would make a fuss, so i went to my classmate's house and lied to her that the chauffeur was sending me and my classmate to the neighboring city to play."
song qincheng flipped through the household register in her hand, her expression unchanged.
