Lu Shian had no expression at all. When he heard the speech, he nodded calmly to show that he knew, and then he was expressionless again.


    Yang Qiwei, who had been watching closely, scratched his head, thought for a few seconds and said, "Zhian, tell your uncle honestly what secrets you and your father and son have. Why do you talk about them every time?"


    "Just now I asked your father. If you have something to do, just tell me that I will tell you the truth, but your father didn''t say. Just ask you when to go and play."


    "Your father uses the word ''play'' with deep meaning. Is it real or fake?" although Yang Qiwei doesn''t know the details of Lu Zhian, as a professional case solver, his keen intuition tells him that his nephew Lu Zhian does have some problems.


    The problem is so deep that he seems to have received quite professional training that even if his uncle is a professional case solver, he can''t solve the "case" of his nephew.


    Four years ago, I suddenly transferred from nine cities to Anyang. Although I entered the best middle school in Anyang, how can the educational resources of an 18 tier small city be compared with nine cities?


    One day, one place, there is no comparability at all.


    In this way, the Lu family is even willing to transfer Zhian to Anyang to study, which itself has a big problem.


    Upstairs came the sound of "pedaling" footsteps, which was a little loud. It seemed that he intended to remind the two people who spoke downstairs. Lu Zhian, with gentle eyes, glanced upstairs, got up from the sofa and said to his uncle who wanted to have a result: "uncle, some things are not suitable to say."


    "Where''s my father? I''ll call you back later. It''s getting late. You can rest early."


    Some things are not suitable to say, so there will be no harvest if you ask again. Yang Qiwei got up, raised his hand and gently patted Lu Zhian on the shoulder. "Listen, it seems that there is some danger. You are young, don''t be too crazy."


    "Don''t worry, I have discretion." Lu Shian nodded slightly. Shi Ning had gone downstairs and followed her until she approached. Then she stared and warned herself that when she came home, it was a regular boy. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, overflowing with a smile that could amaze time.


    Shi Ning: "


    At more than two o''clock in the morning, she wanted to make a rude remark!!


    Don''t you have something to say? Why are you pestling and flirting again?


    "Shut up and don''t laugh." Shi Ning opened her lips gently and didn''t say anything. She knew that even if she didn''t say her voice, the guy who had been looking at her could know what she said.


    Sure enough, Lu Zhian put away the corners of his mouth. Only his clear and meaningful eyes smiled. He didn''t take back his sight until Ning walked to the bathroom on the first floor.


    Yang Qiwei, who didn''t walk next to him, looked at Shi Ning after watching his nephew, and then looked at his nephew after watching Shi Ning. Finally, he kept putting his hand on Lu Zhian''s shoulder and patted it heavily. He said earnestly, "Zhian, there''s a grinding between you and the little fat bird."


    "Look at what you''ve done before. Listen to your uncle''s advice early and hurry to do it when you''d rather not lose weight, so you won''t have the white eyes of today."


    "Poor boy, my uncle is really worried that you will be lovelorn before you fall in love. Alas!"


    Lu Zhian glanced at the big hand that was still resting on his shoulder and looked away. Yang qiweiton felt like a needle pricking and "whooshed" back his hand.


    "How do you know she hasn''t lost weight and I haven''t taken action?" Lu Zhian said faintly, crossed Yang Qiwei and walked to the second floor.


    He has to take a bath and rest early.