Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song Chapter 412: Awoken Early by Little Uncle

He lazily reached out to pick up his phone, and the screen displayed the words ’Little Uncle.’

He closed his eyes and placed the phone back on the nightstand, deciding to ignore it.

However, the caller was persistent, calling a second ti, third ti, fourth ti...

Feeling annoyed, he cursed under his breath and reluctantly answered the call, "Hello, Little Uncle?"

"Lu Jinyan, how dare you not answer my calls?" Lu Jihan’s ominous voice ca from the other end.

Imdiately, Lu Jinyan felt a chill.

He ruffled his hair, which was tousled but still tidy, and quickly smiled apologetically:

"Little Uncle, how could I dare not answer your calls? I was working late last night and was really tired, so I didn’t hear your calls. Hehe, do you need sothing from , Little Uncle?"

Lu Jihan didn’t pursue the matter further, just responded with a ’hmm’ and continued somberly, "Indeed, there’s sothing I need to ask you. Well—"

His expression showed rare discomfort.

His thin lips pressed together, opened, then closed again, then pressed together once more; he seed hesitant, as if he had sothing difficult to say.

A few seconds later, he asked again, "You’ve dated quite a few girlfriends, so you should know... What kind of proposal ceremony do won like most?"

"Uh?"

Lu Jinyan paused, then burst into excitent, bombarding the phone:

"Little Uncle, are you going to propose to Little Aunt? I knew it! You have sothing special with Little Aunt, there’s definitely sothing going on between you two. Little Uncle, tell , how did you two et? And when was your first ti together? Couldn’t it be that the first ti led to Song Dabai, that little rascal..."

Lu Jihan rubbed his temples, knowing he shouldn’t have asked this brat, just listen! What a headache.

He cleared his throat and said coldly, "Lu Jinyan, feeling itchy for trouble again, are you?"

"Hehe, Little Uncle, don’t be mad, I’m just trying to give you ideas, so I want to know more about you and Little Aunt, hahaha..."

Before he could finish, Lu Jihan let out a ’click’ and hung up the phone directly.

Lu Jinyan pouted, set down the phone, and stared at the darkened screen, grumbling, "Little Uncle, oh Little Uncle, look at your fiery temper, tsk tsk tsk. No worries, soon enough Little Aunt will be the one to deal with you."

Casually tossing the phone onto the nightstand, he got up, shirtless, and headed to the bathroom.

.........

Early in the morning, Wen Duoduo received a call from the art school, asking her to personally visit Lu Jinyan’s house to verify the program list for several recent performances.

Lu Jinyan didn’t often visit the art school, and he had two phones: one personal and one work phone.

Since his work phone was turned off, the school, anxious but unable to reach him, contacted Wen Duoduo instead.

With no other choice, she headed to the old Lu Family mansion to run errands.

She had heard the Lu Family was extraordinary, but only when she arrived at the old mansion did she realize what it ant to be truly impressive.

This wasn’t a place for people to live; it was entirely a private museum.

The old mansion of the Lu Family housed nurous antiques, old artifacts, and ancient paintings. The whole estate exuded an antique charm, giving her the illusion of ti traveling.

She took a deep breath and pressed the large iron door at the entrance.

"Who are you looking for?"

A middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit stepped out, sized her up, and asked expressionlessly.