"Are you still me?" Tan Chenxiao didn't raise her head and continued to paint.

Good question.

No one ever bowed his head, or they all thought about bowing their heads, but in the end, no one bowed his head.

Lu Qichuan turned around and continued to look at the sea. The person described by Tan Chenxiao had already begun to take shape. Who is the person not far away from her?

"Why did you suddenly think of going to sea?" Tan Chenxiao asked again, not feeling that it was just because of the wealthy family's love.

Lu Qichuan looked at the seagulls in the distance, "It's great on the sea, no one or the internet, quiet."

Tan Chenxiao felt that his focus was actually the word "no internet". He made up his mind not to let himself know the solution process.

A wealthy family.

What exactly is it?

"Lu Qichuan, are you afraid of it?" Tan Chenxiao really didn't think that just one thing could make Lu Qichuan take her out, "Your mom knows I'm back?" In addition to this reason, she seemed to think of something else.

Lu Qichuan: "..."

Lu Qichuan looked back at Tan Chenxiao, "I have been hiding for so many years, and I can see clearly about the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."

"I--"

Lu Qichuan looked at Tan Chenxiao who was about to refute and smiled gracefully.

Tan Chenxiao's brushstrokes deepened a little, "Your mom..."

"I don't like you, a woman who has delayed her son's life." Lu Qichuan said the truth, "Let her slow down first, and I'm taking you there when we go back from the sea."

Thinking of the time when Lu Qichuan was injured many years ago, Tan Chenxiao was actually afraid of Lu's mother, even though Lu's mother was already over 80 years old.

Tan Chenxiao lowered her eyes and said nothing.

"You can't hide, you haven't escaped this time." Lu Qichuan said, leaping over to look at her drawing board, leaning slightly closer to her, "It's not as clear as the paintings back then."

Tan Chenxiao looked back at him, then continued to paint, "You are old."

"Yes, I've spent a lifetime with you, aren't you old?" Lu Qichuan straightened up and leaned against the railing to watch her continue painting.

"Do you know why I sent Sichen back then?" Tan Chenxiao said.

"Why?" Lu Qichuan was also curious. Si Chen was just two years old when she was sent back, and she didn't even have a name.

"One day Sichen was sick, and I took her to the hospital. The child who was in the same ward with her was always being held by her father. She had been making trouble for a long time and wanted her father even if she was making trouble." Tan Chenxiao said, and her actions were paused. "I didn't even have the money to treat her. She wanted her father, so I sent her back. I didn't expect that you believed that she was your daughter without thinking."

"You don't have the ability to lie." And when you saw Xiao Sichen, he knew better than anyone else whether he was his daughter.

Tan Chenxiao sneered and continued to draw.

Lu Qichuan stood behind her and watched her draw, "I thought, I named Sichen, you should understand, are you an elm head?"

"Lu Qichuan." Tan Chenxiao reached out and pushed her away on her head.

Lu Qichuan was not angry either. He went to bed on the recliner, "We stayed at sea for a while, and we would go back when the matter was resolved. It's almost time for you to go to the United States. When you come back, let's talk about going to see my parents."
Chapter completed!