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Chapter 411 I have no intention of paying attention to the Lu family

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    Qu Sinian finished speaking in one breath without stopping at all.

    The group was quiet for a long time.

    A full two minutes passed, and no one spoke in the group.

    Qu Sinian:?  ?  ?

    Qu Sinian: Mr. Lu?  ?  ?

    Qu Sinian: Mr. Lu, have you finished listening?  Anything else you want to ask?  I have to catch a big show later, so I can only rest for three minutes.

    Zhang Dazhuang: That

    Qu Sinian:?

    Jian Yi:

    Pei Mingzhi: He has withdrawn from the group.

    Qu Sinian:¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Zhang Dazhuang: It¡¯s okay. I¡¯ll pull him back again. I¡¯m familiar with this operation.

    Qu Sinian:

    Pei Mingzhi:

    Jian Yi:

    After a while, Zhang Dazhuang pulled Lu Junhan back again.

    Zhang Dazhuang thought for a while, but finally couldn't hold it back and complained: But having said that, Movie Emperor Qu, are you sure you are coaxing your daughter instead of being a fool?  Why does it feel like raising a daughter is like raising an emperor?

    Pei Mingzhi: Just kneeling down is very problematic.

    Qu Sinian was puzzled: What¡¯s the problem?  Isn't this normal?

    Pei Mingzhi: Let¡¯s put it this way, if my son wants me to kneel down to coax him I will twist his head off first and tell him what a kind father means.

    Qu Sinian:

    Pei Mingzhi: Fortunately, my son never needs me to coax him. Besides, he might even want to twist my head off.

    Qu Sinian:

    Zhang Dazhuang:

    Jian Yi:

    Are you sure these are father and son and not enemies?

    And here, after Lu Junhan retreated from the group, with a cold handsome face, listening to the little voice that was crying more and more miserably, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he walked over with long legs.

    He threw the little girl who was sitting on the ground and crying into the car, including her body and fish, and rushed to the hospital without stopping.

    The housekeeper knew he was in the wrong, so he went to the hospital without saying much.

    Song Qingwan took the medicine and slept for almost half an hour before she woke up in a daze. Before she was fully awake, she noticed that the edge of the bed was sinking, and then the familiar cry of the little girl came again.  come over.

    "Auntie Wuwuwuwu"

    Song Qingwan: ""

    Song Qingwan thought Lu Qidong had gone back on his word and sent this little guy over to persuade her, and she suddenly felt a little angry.

    I opened my eyes suddenly, and before I did anything, I saw the little girl holding two bags in her arms.

    One bag contained freshly killed fish, with a faint fishy smell, and the other bag contained an extremely plump dried fish with a strong smoky smell, which was very tempting.

    Song Qingwan still didn¡¯t realize what she was doing.

    The housekeeper came over quickly and told what happened.

    When Song Qingwan heard that the little girl had been crying for half an hour, she suddenly didn't care too much. She glared at the expressionless Lu Junhan over there, as if to say, how does he look at the child!

    Then, with a distressed look on his face, he held the extremely miserable little girl in his arms and said softly:

    "Hey, Lili, Lili, don't cry, let's eat pickled fish tonight, okay? Auntie promises to make this fish delicious! I promise not to let this fish die in vain!"

    "Really, really?"

    The little girl's eyes were red, and she looked at Song Qingwan twitchingly, her big black and clear eyes full of tears, "But, but there is another fish, and it is also dead, wuwuwu!"

    As he spoke, the little girl couldn¡¯t help crying again: "Dad, he killed two fish! They are so pitiful and pitiful!"

    Lu Junhan had an indifferent look on his face and said coldly: "Don't blame me for everything. When will I kill them"

    "Okay, okay," Song Qingwan glared at him and said disgustedly: "You can say less! Don't you think the scene is chaotic enough?"

    Lu Junhan¡¯s face was expressionless.

    He seemed to have just said one sentence.

    "It's okay, it's okay," Song Qingwan comforted her: "When we make them all fragrant at night, they won't be pitiful! Use one to make pickled fish, it's so good and delicious, it can even be used in soup.  The one you drink, and then use the other one to make grilled fish to make sure it¡¯s delicious, okay?¡±

    The little girl sniffed.?, raised his big wet black eyes, and choked with sobs: "Okay."

    Then, the little girl thought for a while, her eyes turned red again, and she said in a whimpering voice, "Lili wants to eat a lot of fish at night, and she won't give it to daddy! Humph, daddy is so bad!"

    Lu Junhan: ""

    Who the hell is worse!

    Song Qingwan responded naturally with a smile.

    The housekeeper was amazed when he saw that the little girl was coaxed right away in Song Qingwan's hands.

    ¡­¡­

    Song Qingwan¡¯s illness was witnessed by too many people on the spot, and it spread instantly since last night.

    Not long after, major media outlets rushed to report on it.

    This news spread and had a huge impact. Lu's stock fell again and again. Only one day passed, and the losses caused were unimaginable.

    Song family.

    When Ye Wanwan saw this news, she remembered the scene where she saw Song Qingwan covered in blood at the banquet last night, and slightly raised her red lips.

    The heart that has been hanging in my heart is finally relieved!

    Since I learned that Lu Qidong did not become a vegetative state and was still in good health.

    Even though Ye Wanwan comforted herself and hinted that this was not a big deal, Ye Wanwan still felt an inexplicable sense of panic in her heart.

    After all, the good life she has now is all based on novels that can predict the future in her dreams!

    She was afraid that after knowing the plot of the novel, she married Song Chengze in advance and changed the development of many things, which led to Lu Qidong not becoming a vegetative state.

    Once this happens, does that mean that in five years, the Lu family will probably not go bankrupt?

    This undoubtedly put Ye Wanwan into a great panic.

    But now, Song Qingwan has stomach cancer as usual, which undoubtedly makes Ye Wanwan feel relieved.

    ¡°Moreover, Song Qingwan¡¯s disease was exactly the same as what was written in the novel. It was stomach cancer. Even the place and time of onset of the disease were no different from what was written in the novel!

    Except Lu Qidong.

    In the novel, Song Qingwan was secretly sent to the hospital by her assistant without alerting anyone.

    But the next day, the news that Song Qingwan was seriously ill and hospitalized was spread by unknown sources.

    After that, just like now, Lu¡¯s stock fell again and again!

    This plot development is exactly the same as that in the novel, which undoubtedly makes Ye Wanwan feel at ease.

    Although I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on with Lu Qidong¡¯s line, and what¡¯s going on with Lu Li who appears inexplicably.

    But as long as the main plot remains unchanged, the Lu family will still be bankrupt five years later, and Ye Wanwan is relieved.

    And this time Song Qingwan was hospitalized, it was the beginning of the decline of the Lu family. The Lu family died one after another, but the Song family began to rise!

    At this time in the novel, Lu Junhan was busy looking for a doctor for Song Qingwan and had no intention of paying attention to the Lu family.

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