Unveil Her Secret Identities-Chapter 27 - 0 She is allergic to shrimp_1

Lu Qingyi lazily stood at the school gate, her hand holding a leave note, her head down absorbed in her phone.

Lu Yao had said that he would pick her up from school.

"Get in."

Lu Yao drove to the school gate, rolled down his window, his voice somewhat cold.

Lu Qingyi lifted her head carelessly, she opened the back door and sat down in silence.

"Haven’t spoken in a week?"

Lu Qingyi’s indifference annoyed Lu Yao, he expressed his displeasure.

Lu Qingyi mumbled a low, "Dad."

Cold as ice, without an iota of emotion.

"How are you doing at school?"

After a few seconds of silence, Lu Yao’s voice softened slightly.

As if it contained a hint of concern.

"Pretty good."

Lu Qingyi lifted her eyelids casually.

She was doing perfectly fine on her own.

"If you need anything, let me know."

Lu Yao glanced at Lu Qingyi through the rearview mirror.

His eyes held a complex expression.

Lu Qingyi declined, "No need."

Lu Yao had given her a card, and money was transferred into it every week, but she hadn’t touched a penny.

Lu Yao’s money, she disdained.

From childhood to now, she had never used her parents’ money. Since she hadn’t in her childhood, she surely wouldn’t now.

"I hear your grades are good?"

Lu Jiayue had said that Lu Qingyi was top of the class in the twentieth class.

The twentieth class, a class that was no better than trash, he didn’t expect Lu Qingyi to score high, he only wanted to start a conversation.

He had never truly seen his eldest daughter before, only upon closer inspection did he realise Lu Qingyi was truly beautiful.

The daughter he had never cared for, turned out to be so cold.

Lu Qingyi kept her head down, tapping on her phone screen, "Perhaps."

She responded carelessly to Lu Yao’s words, as if she was just coaxing him along.

"You need to be more patient with your mother."

En route to the Lu family’s villa, Lu Yao suddenly said.

It has to be said, he did care about her a bit, unlike Yao Meishu, who was nothing but cold.

Every time she looked at her she was cold, beneath it hidden a shadow of resentment.

If it wasn’t for their striking resemblance, she would even doubt whether she was really Yao Meishu’s daughter.

Lu Qingyi retorted, "Heh, am I not patient enough with her already."

She scoffed sarcastically.

Lu Yao was taken aback.

"Let’s have breakfast first and then go to your grandmother’s grave."

Lu Qingyi nodded, getting out of the car, her face expressionless.

"Sis, it’s mealtime."

Lu Jiayue had also taken leave, her attire a thin white long-sleeved dress, a smile in her eyes as she looked at Lu Qingyi.

Her hands smeared with flour.

"Yueyue, go wash your hands." Yao Meishu walked out from the kitchen, her gaze towards Lu Jiayue was tender, but the moment she turned towards Lu Qingyi it became cold, "Stop dawdling, let’s eat."

Her indifferent gaze swept over Lu Qingyi, filled with displeasure.

The difference in her attitudes was like night and day.

"You guys eat, I won’t."

Lu Qingyi stated indifferently, preparing to go upstairs.

She had gotten used to breakfast after a week, but as she watched this family of three, she completely lost her appetite.

"Stop, don’t think I’m mistreating you."

Yao Meishu frowned, she scolded coldly.

"Look at you, what are you wearing? Didn’t your father give you money for living expenses?"

She looked at Lu Qingyi’s outfit, her expression somewhat cold.

A simple white T-shirt and jeans, no recognizable brand.

"You didn’t support me before, I think there’s no need for you to start now." Lu Qingyi retorted, she coldly laughed pulling out a brand new bank card from her bag, "Here, I didn’t touch a penny."

She tilted her chin slightly, the brand-new still sealed bank card landed on the table.

The bank card was brand new, Lu Yao had given it to her just after setting it up, she hadn’t even taken out the card holder, it was still new.

"You think I want to support you?" Yao Meishu’s voice was indifferent, she picked up the bank card and stuffed it into Lu Jiayue’s hand, "Yueyue, buy some things you like."

The clear favoritism was harsh.

"Ah, Mom, this is Sister’s..."

Lu Jiayue immediately waved her hands, her face a bit flustered, she looked at Lu Qingyi nervously.

"It’s nothing, she doesn’t need it."

Yao Meishu stuffed the card properly, and then patted Lu Jiayue’s head.

"Where did you get your money?"

Lu Yao frowned, he stared at Lu Qingyi.

The bank card was linked to his phone number, naturally, he knew that Lu Qingyi had not spent a single penny from the card.

How could a girl not yet twenty manage to support herself?

He didn’t believe it.

Lu Qingyi laughed softly, "That seems to be none of your business."

Hadn’t he asked before where her money came from?

Heh, so ironic.

"Lu Qingyi, we’re going to see your grandmother later, come and eat."

Yao Meishu frowned, this girl was really stubborn.

She didn’t want to eat, well she didn’t want her to eat anymore either.

If it weren’t for considering her own mother, she wouldn’t have brought Lu Qingyi back no matter what was said.

Lu Qingyi hesitated for a few seconds, then entered the dining room.

"Sis, Mom and I made some pastries."

After washing her hands, Lu Jiayue sat down in front of Lu Qingyi, pointing at several dishes of nicely presented pastries.

In Jin City, it’s a tradition to make pastries by hand when visiting the deceased.

"Eat more, you’re quite thin."

Lu Yao placed a shrimp in Lu Qingyi’s bowl, his voice indifferent.

Yao Meishu glared at Lu Yao, and he immediately pretended as if he hadn’t done anything.

Lu Qingyi stared at the shrimp in the bowl, the corner of her mouth curled into a sarcastic smile, then she picked out the shrimp and threw it on the table.

Huh, they didn’t even know that she was allergic to shrimp.

"Kindness fed to a white-eyed wolf."

Yao Meishu gave Lu Yao a cold look, she snorted lightly.

"Sister, what do you mean? Dad personally served you, I didn’t get any."

Lu Jiayue stared wide-eyed in grievance, she looked at Lu Qingyi incredulously.

Grievance mixed with disbelief.

Lu Qingyi looked up, her gaze cold as she stared at Lu Yao, "I’m allergic to shrimp."

Served personally, huh?

Had Lu Yao ever been sincere?

He didn’t even know she was allergic to shrimp. She thought, perhaps only her grandmother knew?

"Ah, Sis, you misunderstood Dad, I’m sure Dad doesn’t know, after all, we all like to eat shrimp."

Lu Jiayue’s eyes flickered, she looked at Lu Qingyi innocently.

Misunderstood?

Lu Qingyi raised her eyebrows.

When had she ever said she blamed Lu Yao?

In her childhood she blamed Lu Yao and Yao Meishu for not liking her, but now, she didn’t blame them anymore, she had moved past it.

"I didn’t blame you before, I won’t blame you now, and I won’t in the future."

She put down her chopsticks, then walked out of the dining room.

She couldn’t eat anymore.