20: I Can’t Make Any Sense of It

I Can’t Make Any Sense of It

Lu Ning looked in the direction he left, confusion on her face.1

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?</em

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'Until we meet again?'</em

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We'll meet again?</em

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Please don't. My little heart can't take it.</em

Without dwelling on it too much, she turned around and returned to their table.

She did not think much about it, but when people were involved it was inevitable that somebody would.

Lù Chuan had just turned around to look at Lù Yue'an when he noticed Lu Ning and Huo Jinyan.

He even confirmed with Shi Qingyue that he had not been mistaken.

"Is that Huo Jinyan from the Huo Corporation?"

Shi Qingyue was checking the messages on her phone. She was a little unconvinced when she heard him. "What are you thinking? The Huo family is in Beijing, a long way from here. Why would Huo Jinyan be here?"

She had said that, but still raised her head to take a look. When she saw him, she could not help but be taken aback.

She carefully confirmed what she saw a few more times.

"Looks like… It's really Huo Jinyan."

Huo Jinyan had been to A City before, but that was a long time ago. The Lù family had a project with the Huo family, although it was not a direct collaboration; they were essentially a third party, but they could still be considered to have worked with the Huo family in the capital.

At that time, Huo Jinyan even came to the Lù family's banquet. They had all seen him before, so they could not be mistaken. Furthermore, Huo Jinyan's temperament was unique, and his face was outstandingly good-looking. He was easily recognizable.

"I haven't heard of anyone contacting the Huo family recently; our previous project has already ended. What suddenly brought him here this time?"

"Wait a minute, the person that Huo Jinyan is holding, is that Little Ning?"

"It is Little Ning. Do they know each other? But didn't they only meet once at our family's banquet?"

He was perplexed. Then, Lù Yue'an returned.

"An'an, did you hear what they were talking about just now?"

Lù Yue'an was still a little flustered. Hearing this, she looked up at her uneasy parents.

"Who?"

Lù Chuan pointed at Huo Jinyan and Lu Ning.

Lù Yue'an's eyes darkened as she shook her head. "Daddy, I didn't hear what they said. Why?"

Lù Chuan turned to look at her, and smiled gently. "It's fine. You must be starving, let's eat."

He and Shi Qingyue glanced at each other. Both of them were wondering if they should go greet him or do something, but after looking at Lù Yue'an they did not move. Besides, Lu Ning was there…

But how did Lu Ning and Huo Jinyan know each other? And they were even talking to each other? Previously, when the Lù family collaborated with the Huo family, even when the Old Master took the initiative to speak with Huo Jinyan he was unable to carry a conversation.

It was puzzling. Shi Qingyue shot Lù Chuan a glance, and Lù Chuan turned around to take a look; Huo Jinyan had already left.

Lu Ning walked past the aisle next to them.

As Lù Chuan watched Lu Ning walk past, the words she said not too long ago rang in his mind again. He could not help but turn around, ashamed.

Lù Yue'an looked at him. "Daddy, what's wrong? You don't look too good. Let's head home after this."

Lù Chuan smiled at her lovingly. "Daddy's fine. If there's anything you want to play, Daddy will accompany you later. Eat more, it won't do for you to be so skinny."

Lù Yue'an nodded obediently and smiled happily.

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As soon as Lu Ning sat down, Lu Qing looked at her and asked bluntly, "What were you talking about?"

Lu Ning thought that he was concerned about her, that he was asking about Huo Jinyan.

"Nothing much."

Lu Qing stared at her. "If it was nothing much, why would An'an be that frightened?"

Lu Ning was stunned.

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Good lord, so she was mistaken.</em

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So it's true, a leopard never changes its spots.</em

Lu Ning snorted.

"She looks fine. Why would she be frightened by me?

"You keep worrying about some other people's daughter instead of your own younger siblings. I can't make any sense of it."

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