If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

You don't need to think about it to know that Lu Wuqing hates him now. After all, he is the person who occupied his happy life for the first twenty years.

Although he can't be completely blamed for this matter, Yi Lu Wuqing's temperament probably won't give it that much thought, right?

As soon as Song Chu got up, he remembered that Song's mother had just told him to go downstairs. He quickly packed up and walked downstairs.

When he reached the stairs, he saw the man sitting on the sofa from a distance.

The man was wearing clothes that had been washed white, and his hair was slightly long, covering his eyebrows.

His hands were crossed together, looking a little nervous.

Maybe he heard footsteps, and the man looked up, and a pair of gloomy eyes fell into Song Chuyi's eyes.

Song Chuyi raised his hand, waved to him, and took the initiative to say hello, "Hello!"

This should be the real young master Lu Wuqing, but why is this man dressed so shabbily?

Didn't the background Xiao Tong provided him that he was already Mr. Lu, the black and white man of the largest bodyguard company in the country?

With this doubt in mind, Song Chuyi also went downstairs.

When Father Song saw him coming down, he spoke with a serious face.

"This is Lu Wuqing, our biological son."

The original person has heard about the real and fake young master before, but he has never seen anyone.

Now that the original person has run away, he has to come.

Song Chu nodded to Song's father, "Uncle, I understand."

He sat down obediently, with his legs together and his hands on his knees.

"I will go back to my real home."

"Thank you uncle and aunt for taking care of me all these years."

Father Song and Mother Song were stunned when they heard this. Although Song Chuyi was not their biological son, they had developed feelings for him over the years.

They recognized Lu Wuqing's return and had no intention of chasing Song Chuyi away.

They also believed that Song Chuyi would not leave the Song family. After raising him for so many years, they knew very well what kind of character Song Chuyi was.

He is usually arrogant and arrogant, spending money lavishly and without any restraint.

They had said more than once that Song Chuyi didn't look like their child, but they didn't expect that he really didn't.

Both husband and wife are university professors. Although they are not as rich as those from wealthy families, they have saved a lot of money over the years. They are famous in the academic world and have many people to follow them. The life before Song Chuyi was naturally very good. good.

It is difficult for people to give up what they have already obtained, so they all firmly believe that Song Chuyi will not leave the Song family.

Unexpectedly, Song Chuyi actually proposed to return to his original family, and even changed his name to them.

Father Song and Mother Song looked at each other and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Song Chuyi thought it was nothing. He continued: "Can I not change my biological father's surname back?"

"Song is a good surname. I like it very much."

Father Song responded, "Okay."

Song Chuyi was satisfied. He stood up, walked to Lu Wuqing, bent down, and smiled brightly.

"Master Lu, I have returned your things to you~"

Lu Wuqing looked at Song Chuyi silently.

Song Chu was wearing a short-sleeved shirt with a rather large collar. When he bent down, his collarbone was inevitably exposed.

Fair and delicate, it is obviously just two bones lying between the neck and shoulders, but now it exudes its own beauty.

It is a kind of vulnerable fragile beauty wrapped in milky white skin.

Lu Wuqing's heart beat a little faster, but he quickly looked away.

The hands that were crossed just now were uncrossed, and one hand was placed on the thigh, with the fingertips tense.

"Lu Wu is addicted to drinking and gambling, and Qi Fang is weak and incompetent. Are you sure you want to go back?"

Song Chuyi nodded affirmatively, "Of course, they are my biological parents after all."

More importantly, he was not sure whether it was the Song parents or the Lu parents that Xiao Tong told him to make Lu Wuqing feel the love of his parents.

It would be okay if it was the Song family, but it would be a bit troublesome if it was the Lu family, so he had to go back and make some preparations first.

Lu Wuqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and the aura of a superior person was inadvertently revealed.

He came here dressed shabbily on purpose, just to see what his biological parents and the person who had occupied him for the past twenty-three years were really like.

The behavior of Song's father and Song's mother was what he expected. Although there was no contempt or disdain, it was inevitable that they were unfamiliar and alienated.

On the other hand, Song Chuyi's eyes were clear and clean, as if he couldn't see the poverty and desolation in him.

Lu Wuqing raised his hand, seemingly unintentionally revealing the red mark on his right wrist.

It looked like the mark of being hit with a wooden stick.

"Lu Wu also committed domestic violence."

That red mark seemed to prove, shockingly accusing Lu Wu of domestic violence.

Song Chuyi nodded thoughtfully, "That is indeed a bit troublesome."

He patted Lu Wuqing on the shoulder and said, "Brother Lu, it's getting late. I have to go back there first. Otherwise, let's add WeChat first and we can have a good communication when we are free."

Lu Wuqing:...

He couldn't understand Song Chuyi in front of him.

What he said was so obvious, and he even showed "evidence". This person actually wanted to go back to the Lu family?

He stared at him for two seconds, then took out his phone and added him on WeChat.

After Song Chu got the contact information at first sight, he said goodbye to Song's father and mother again, waved and left.

Song's mother looked at Song Chuyi's back with a worried look on her face and murmured: "He didn't even take his luggage, how can he live when he goes home?"

Lu Wuqing, who was sitting opposite her, had a flash of sarcasm in his eyes. He didn't even take his luggage. Doesn't this mean that he will come back?

It's really a good trick of playing hard to get.

Lu Wuqing played with his phone for a while, then stood up and nodded to his biological parents.

"Since I came to see you today, I will leave first."

Song's mother stood up hurriedly, "Xiaoqing, aren't you staying at home tonight?"

"No, I rented a house outside and won't live at home." Lu Wuqing walked out, "I still have work to do, so I can't spend more time with you."

Mother Song added: "Go home for dinner that weekend."

Lu Wuqing waved his hands with his back to them, not sure whether he responded or not.

After Lu Wuqing left the Song family, he did not go back directly to his residence, let alone the company. Instead, he drove to the outside of a dilapidated community far away from the city center.

This community is almost 30 years old, and the infrastructure is in disrepair. Some local elderly people and young people who go out to work live here, so it is still quite lively.

There are also food stalls at the entrance of the community, and the fumes from low-quality oil make people almost nauseous.

Lu Wuqing sat in the car with one hand on the steering wheel and stared at the door.

He took a shortcut, which was definitely faster than Song Chuyi's taxi ride.

But half an hour passed and Song Chuyi still hadn't come back, which made the sarcasm in Lu Wuqing's eyes even heavier.

Time passed quickly, and another half an hour later, Song Chuyi had not returned yet.

Dusk is approaching, and the afterglow of the setting sun is sprinkled like blood on this dilapidated community.

It was at this time that Song Chuyi got off a rickety bus.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, the red light of the sunset seemed to have lost some of its evil spirit and became more gentle.

Lu Wuqing's big hand on the steering wheel suddenly tightened.

Song Chuyi... actually came back by bus.