Lu Qichuan put it down, but she couldn't, so it was a punishment to her.

On the day Lu sichen left, Lu Qichuan went to the airport to see her off. When he was older, he talked a lot, but Lu sichen didn't like him to talk a lot, so he gave a few words and didn't speak.

Lu sichen reached for Lu Qichuan and said in a low voice, "Dad, I love you forever."

Lu Qichuan reached out and patted her on the back: "if you really love dad, take care of yourself. Don't let dad worry."

"If you really love me, go and find me a stepmother. I don't mind that 17-8-year-old girl's fancy that you want to be my stepmother." After all, over the years, Lu Qichuan is really the kind of person who wants to be much smaller than Lu Qichuan, because Lu Qichuan is really handsome.

And it's a handsome man who can't see his age.

Lu Qichuan stretched out his hand and twisted his daughter's head. "If you go in, you will talk more."

Lu sichen took the ticket from his secretary and said, "by the way, Dad, I forgot to bring my mobile phone. Go back and help me have a look. I have a friend on wechat who has been chatting with others recently. Please help me return to others."

"This phone can't log in?"

"That's a trumpet. Don't I remember the code?" Lu sichen cried, "Dad, I'm going in. You remember, remember to reply to others. A netizen, don't let your daughter be a person who doesn't believe what she says."

Lu Qichuan watched his daughter run in and sighed again. He stretched out his hand and pressed his waist.

"President Lu?" The Secretary hastened to express his concern. After Lu Qichuan escaped from death, he broke down a lot. He was just afraid of Lu sichen and didn't say anything about it.

Lu Qichuan shook his head. "It's OK. Go back."

Lu sichen went into the ticket gate and looked back at Lu Qichuan, who turned and left. His father was still tall and upright, walking with wind, and many young children would turn back all the way.

But she was not stupid. She had seen her father lying on the desk in the study many times because of pain.

She was too old to need her parents, so she wanted her mother to come back, at least, to be with her father.

What Dad needs is not her daughter.

After Lu Qichuan went home, without Lu sichen, her home was suddenly deserted. Aunt Liu came down from the upstairs with her mobile phone. "Mr. Lu, I was just about to contact you. Miss sichen's mobile phone has been left at home. I think she has been holding it these days."

Lu Qichuan reached for it and thought it was the one his daughter said.

He pressed to light up the screen and saw the black and bold boot code on the mobile phone case: it's dad's birthday.

Lu Qichuan has no choice but to smile. This baby has a pimple.

"It's OK. You can go ahead." Lu Qichuan said, and walked up to the sofa. The Secretary rushed to help him with a cushion.

Lu Qichuan sat down and looked up at his secretary. "You should leave work early today. Go to the company and go home if you have nothing to do."

"Mr. Lu, please remember to take the medicine." The Secretary reminded me and left here.

Lu Qichuan opens the mobile phone lock and clicks into Lu sichen's wechat. It's a trumpet with only one contact on it, and he is very familiar with the contact's Avatar.

Lu Qichuan suddenly sat on his own body, opened the dialog box, sliding the screen to watch their chat these days.

Tan Chenxiao, this is tan Chenxiao's wechat.