Starting as a Son-in-law to Establish an immortal Family - Chapter 227 - 118: Don’t Let the Riches Flow into Others’ Fields! _3
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Chapter 227: Chapter 118: Don’t Let the Riches Flow into Others’ Fields! _3
A pair of full and straight beautiful legs were faintly visible beneath the hem of her dress, wrapped in thin, black silk stockings, sensual and inviting.
On her feet were a pair of black high heels with slender heels and golden patterns.
This outfit bore some resemblance to the clothes Lu Changsheng had first seen Lu Miaohuan wearing.
Only now, comparatively speaking, the dress had become much more conservative.
It did not reveal her pale, round shoulders and delicate clavicles.
“Second Miss.”
Lu Changsheng looked at Lu Miaohuan and said.
“Lu Changsheng, here are your talismans, we didn’t use them last time.”
Lu Miaohuan was holding a stack of talismans, taking small steps, her high heels clacking ‘click clack click’.
This sound of footsteps was somehow lighter and more brisk than usual.
“Thank you for going out of your way to bring them over,”
Lu Changsheng glanced at them and said with a smile.
“It’s no trouble.”
Lu Miaohuan shook her head with a slight blush on her cheeks.
Then she said softly, “Thank you for before.”
“Thank me for what?”
Lu Changsheng looked at the Second Miss, who was originally proud and aloof, now frequently blushing, and felt somewhat emotional.
He still preferred her look of noble coolness.
“For what happened on the way back.”
“Lu Changsheng, why did you step off the flying boat at that time? Didn’t you know it was dangerous, aren’t you afraid of death?”
Lu Miaohuan asked.
“I knew, and I was afraid,”
Lu Changsheng said casually.
“If you were scared, why did you still do it? It was so dangerous.”
Lu Miaohuan kept asking.
Although Lu Changsheng was fine now,
she still felt terrified when she thought back to that moment.
She had no idea how Lu Changsheng managed to escape death.
“At that time, it was necessary to draw one person away; otherwise, we all would have been in danger.”
“And I felt I was the most suitable, so I stood up. Otherwise, if we had kept delaying, what if you, Second Miss, were to run into danger?”
Lu Changsheng looked at the Second Miss and teased her with a laugh.
Lu Miaohuan, seeing his narrow smile and joking tone, knew he was intentionally teasing her.
But she also felt that Lu Changsheng was deliberately telling the truth in a joking manner.
“If the Second Miss feels moved, you could give me a hug like yesterday to express your gratitude,”
Lu Changsheng said with a near smile, looking at Lu Miaohuan’s expression.
“Hmph, dream on!”
Lu Miaohuan, recalling her embarrassing behavior from the day before, huffed cutely and turned to leave.
But after a few steps, she suddenly turned around and hugged Lu Changsheng, “Is this good enough?”
Just as Lu Changsheng was about to say something, in that moment, his body couldn’t help but stiffen slightly.
Because he saw Family Head Lu Yuanding just coming out.
“Hm?”
Lu Miaohuan saw Lu Changsheng fall silent.
She turned her head too,
and immediately saw her father.
Instantly, she felt a wave of embarrassment.
She hadn’t expected her father to witness her hugging Lu Changsheng, and she immediately let go of him, hanging her head.
“It seems my earlier concerns were unnecessary,”
Lu Yuanding, seeing the scene, shook his head slightly and pretended not to have seen it, turning back around.
He had not expected his daughter’s relationship with Lu Changsheng to have progressed to this extent.
At the same time, he felt that Lu Changsheng was not as simple as he appeared.
“It’s all your fault!”
Lu Miaohuan, seeing her father pretending not to have seen and turning back, told Lu Changsheng a bit irritably.
She didn’t dare say much more to Lu Changsheng and hurried home.
PS: I’m very sleepy, will make up the word count during the day.
Alas, I don’t really like writing this kind of plot either; you probably find it stiff, and I’m struggling over every word.
But it feels like, even as an emotionless sowing machine, the story has come to this point, and it’s inevitable for the two sisters to wrap things up, so I have to write a bit.