Mrs. Lu’s birthday banquet was held on the 85th floor of the top floor of Mingyue Tower in Beijing.

As we all know, there are few high-rise buildings in Beijing. The 85-story Mingyue Tower overlooks all living beings within the Second Ring Road, and the number of floors coincides with the age of the old lady, making it the best choice for this grand ceremony.

There is a floor-to-ceiling window in the main hall facing south that overlooks the city. According to the Lu family's plan, during Mrs. Lu's birthday party, looking out of the floor-to-ceiling window, through the night sky with a good view, you can just see the fireworks rising into the sky.

Due to the principle of perspective, fireworks seen at this distance will appear very small, so the fireworks themselves must be as large as possible. As for how big they are, it becomes a mathematical problem.

How to make the rising fireworks cross mountains, rivers and high-rise buildings and perfectly appear in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of Mingyue Tower is also a mathematical problem.

Therefore, where to put the fireworks, how many specifications should be used, how high should they be set... are all mathematical problems, and these mathematical problems have already been solved by the smart people hired by the Lu family, so Lu Qingxuan and Chen Ya don't have to worry about them.

The only thing they have to do is go to the site and order it in person.

Chen Ya got into Lu Qingxuan's car and sat in the driver's seat. Lu Qingxuan was holding the navigation phone on the passenger seat.

The air conditioning and heating in the car were very strong, and both of them took off their coats as soon as they got in the car.

The black safety belt was inserted between Lu Qingxuan's breasts, and the silk fabric lining tightly wrapped around her body outlined the moving curves of her body.

Lu Qingxuan looked at Chen Ya's profile, looking back at him from time to time, and pouted, "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking in the rearview mirror."

"oh."

After adjusting the butt of the car, Chen Ya asked: "Why is there a red mark on your head?"

"Because it hasn't gone away yet."

"?"

Lu Qingxuan changed the topic without answering the question, feeling a little happy in her heart——

He still insisted that he didn't look at me.

Isn't this what you are watching?

She glanced over and carefully looked at his profile with the corner of her eye.

As long as Chen Ya tilted his head, she would immediately look back.

"Wait a moment."

She suddenly stretched out her hand to Chen Ya's furry head. Her fingers penetrated into the thick and thick hair, and her cold fingertips rubbed her scalp and hair.

Chen Ya stepped on the brakes and froze. If those cold fingers suddenly started to attack and turned into the shape of Jiuyin Divine Claws, he would have no doubt that a large piece of his scalp would be ripped off.

But this time the witch seemed to be unexpectedly gentle. She didn't take advantage of his vulnerability to attack him. She really just stretched out her hand to touch him for a while, and then immediately pulled away.

"There's something dirty."

She stretched her fingers in front of Chen Ya's face, and there was a small black thing on her fingertips. Before Chen Ya could see it clearly, she retracted her fingers and blew the thing away with a "whoosh".

.

Chen Ya started the car again. After the two people had been slightly intimate just now, the atmosphere in the small space inside the Audi car became dense and intense uncontrollably.

The air was almost stagnant and solid for a long time. Neither of them spoke. Lu Qingxuan went from being as if nothing had happened to red gradually creeping onto her cheeks, and the sunset-like color blurred into an impressionistic painting on her face.

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She suddenly didn't know why she did what she did just now. It seemed that she was not herself just now, but someone else suddenly took over her body. Her hands moved on their own and had nothing to do with her...

Just when she was feeling shy, Chen Ya spoke calmly: "What are you going to do after your birthday?"

"Huh? Ah? What did you say?"

Chen Ya's tone didn't seem to feel the embarrassment just now. Lu Qingxuan was distracted and didn't hear what he was saying. Chen Ya repeated the question again, and Lu Qingxuan frowned at him.

She thought this question was a bit strange.

"What else can I do? Go back and continue studying."

"You haven't graduated from college yet? It seems to me that you have nothing to do all day long." Chen Ya asked.

"I'm already a senior. What can happen to me in my senior year? Why don't you seem to have never gone to college?"

"It's true that I never went to college. I dropped out of school after graduating from junior high school."

"..."

Lu Qingxuan was silent for a while and whispered: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

"Sorry for what?"

She thought about Chen Ya's question for a while. Chen Ya is now the boss of a billion-dollar company, and it seems that he really has nothing to be sorry for.

She just subconsciously thought that Chen Ya was the kind of out-of-school child in a poor mountain village, so she said sorry casually.

"Why did you drop out of school after graduating from junior high school? Is it because your family has no money?" Lu Qingxuan asked.

"The main reason was not because I had no money, but my family did not have any money at that time." Chen Ya said while driving.

Lu Qingxuan didn't understand.

Chen Ya continued: "I remember that when I was in junior high school, my body grew very fast. As soon as I put on my feet, the shoes I bought became too small within a few months, and I had to change my clothes as soon as I put them on. My sister was very happy."

"Why? What does it have to do with your sister?"

"Because as soon as I change my clothes, she has new clothes to wear," Chen Ya said. "I change clothes quickly, so she can wear more new clothes, which will definitely make her happy. But she can only wear men's clothes, and until now

I guess many of her elementary school classmates thought she was a boy."

"Oh..." Lu Qingxuan nodded thoughtfully. She had never been poor and could not imagine such a state.

"But my mother was worried at the time. The family could not make ends meet, and half of her hair was gray - she was only in her thirties at the time. Later, she made up her mind to transfer the family's fields and go to the city to collect rags, that is, to pick up garbage.

.”

"At that time, she got up at three o'clock in the morning and rode a tricycle 4 miles to the city. By the time she got to the city, it was already 5 o'clock in the morning. She said that she had to get ahead of all other competitors every day in order to receive the most valuable rags.

.”

Lu Qingxuan did not dare to speak.

In her world view, picking up trash is a shameful thing.

If it were someone else, he would definitely treat his mother's garbage collection as if she were underwear and would never let others see it.

But no matter what, she was very happy when Chen Ya told her these things. Because she felt that she was regarded as a person with whom she had a good relationship.

"Later, I made a lot of money through some method. I thought our family had some spare money. She took us to eat Hualais once a week. Do you know Hualais?"

Lu Qingxuan hesitated: "A kind of... fast food restaurant?"

"Yes, three hamburgers for 10 yuan," Chen Ya said. "I thought she had used that money for a while, but later I found out that she had saved the money I earned intact.

She works hard for 12 hours a day. She feels too insecure."

Having said this, Chen Ya paused and continued: "So at that time, I decided not to go to school. I stayed at home and was just a burden. I wanted to make enough money so that she would never have to feel that money was not enough.

.”

"..."

Lu Qingxuan looked at him silently, feeling that Chen Ya was extra serious today, more serious than any other time.

"You hadn't graduated from junior high school at that time. How did you make money? Did you work outside?" Lu Qingxuan asked.

"No," Chen Ya said casually, "I wrote a few books and earned some royalties."

"Really? What book is it? It was written when you were in junior high school? How come I haven't heard of it?" When Lu Qingxuan heard this, he immediately became excited and his curiosity was aroused to the maximum.

Chen Ya smiled and just said: "It was written under a pen name."

"Junior high school students can earn royalties by writing books. Are you a child prodigy?" Lu Qingxuan said, "Oh, yes, you are very talented. You must have written very well. What book is it? Tell me the title? I might still like it.

Seen."

"How do you know I'm talented?"

Lu Qingxuan stopped talking.

Chen Ya is Bai Yujing, the author of issue 520 of "Wei Ming" magazine. Of course she knows that he is a literary genius.

But she didn't want him to know that she had checked him secretly.

After thinking for a while, she changed the subject and asked: "I remember that your father later came to the capital and married into Aunt Lu Ruixiang's house, right?"

"Um."

Chen Ya didn't seem to want to say anything about Chen Sheng.

"They have been married... for more than 20 years. Doesn't it mean that he left when you were seven or eight years old?" Lu Qingxuan was a little surprised.

"right."

Chen Ya only said one word. The simple notes lingered in the air, solidifying into an attitude that remained unchanged.

After a long time, he continued: "So, I haven't forgiven him now."

This is a topic that cannot be touched.

Lu Qingxuan did not dare to answer.
To be continued...