This sentence inexplicably struck Lu Xiaomu's heart, and she held back her tears.

If there was no Lan Jueming here, and it was Jiang Keke, she thought, she must have cried, and besides, she was the kind of person who cried as much as she could when she lay on Jiang Keke's shoulder.

But in the face of the two people in front of her, she can't cry, and she can't cry.

She forced her lips apart and laughed.

"Stupid, who cries I won't cry, uncle didn't find other women, I cried a yarn"

Lu Xiaomu tried to comfort himself with words to suppress the surging in his heart.

But the more I suppressed, the more I understood that feeling.

It's so hard that I'm about to suffocate.

Boom.

She reached out and touched her head.

"Oh, that's probably because I've never been in love, I thought my sister would want to cry, and besides, I want to cry very much, because I'm usually sad, and I'll cry hard, I thought my sister would be like me." He said with a kind look.

Looking at the kind and simple mutter, the pain in Lu Xiaomu's heart seemed to be a little more.

She thought, if she hadn't loved, how good, maybe she hadn't loved, she wouldn't care so much.

If you haven't loved it, you won't appreciate it.

"Do I look like that kind of person?" Lu Xiaomu said in his heart.

Boo stared at her for a few seconds.

Then shook his head.

"I don't know, but I think my sister would be sad if she liked him." Just like she likes Childe, she will be sad to see what he does for other women.

Even if she takes a second look at other women, she will be sad.

Hearing her words, Lu Xiaomu wanted to cry even more.

"Okay, let's not talk about these unhappy things, look at that woman, I'm curious, there are so many bastards who are willing to pay so much money to see her." Lu Xiaomu said in a somewhat curious tone.

Perhaps, her real idea is to see if the woman who her uncle is willing to spend so much money to see is better looking than her

Lu Xiaomu said in a somewhat sad tone.

"Okay," he quickly shut up.

At this time, the stage seemed to become quiet.

Because a powerful man who talks all night spent so much money to buy this woman for everyone to see, who wouldn't want to see it

Everyone looked at the stage with extremely hot eyes, eager to see through the woman on the top of the clouds and see it in their bones.

And no one knew that Lu Xiaomu was looking at the uncle, the uncle in the audience, the man she missed, and the man who was imprinted in her heart.

If she could, she would have been eager to run up at this time, hug him, and then cry fiercely, asking her for an explanation.

But she can't, uncle would die if he knew she and other men were here.

Lu Xiaomu just looked at him with a dull gaze.

Lan Jueming didn't bother to pay attention to the woman on the stage, but looked at her with an afterglow.

He knew that it would be sad for any woman to be at this time.

He tilted his head over.

"Would you be sad if that woman was better looking than you?" Lan Jue Ming said Lu Xiaomu's thoughts to the point.

Sure enough, this sentence completely subverted Lu Xiaomu's heart.

If she saw the true face of the woman on the top of the clouds, who looked better than her, would she be sad

She seems to be concerned about whether her uncle will be fascinated.

This is what Lu Xiaomu wants to know the most.

Pouted.

"That's definitely not as good-looking as my sister, in Yedu, there can be a few better than my sister"