When Yan Ruyu leaves, he stares at Lu Xingye as if he is warning Lu Xingye not to bully Gu Qingge.
"It's not a good performance. How can anyone question your acting skills?"
Lu Xingye sneered, his tone full of irony.
How can Gu Qingge not understand the meaning of Lu Xing's night talk?
"I always have acting skills. I blame the crowd for being blind." Gu Qingge very narcissistic said a, slightly stall hand, very helpless sigh: "I am also very desperate, how can I do?"
"You can pretend." Lu Xingye thought of being put together just now, and his mood couldn't help getting a layer of melancholy.
"What did I do?" Gu Qingge blinks innocently at Lu Xingye.
Lu Xing picked his eyebrows at night and said coldly, "when you were smoking just now, why didn't you say you were choked?"
"Is it up to me to decide when to choke?" Gu Qingge shrugged. Although the so-called choking just now was her intention, she would not admit it at this time.
We need to carry the innocent to the end.
"When you smoke, why don't you dislike the smell of smoke?"
Lu Xingye is too lazy to expose Gu Qingge's lies, otherwise he just said it.
"When I smoke, I don't feel it. I smell it now. I don't like the smell of smoke. It smells bad and I can't sleep."
Gu Qingge also said that he was aggrieved. Suddenly he thought of something. He leaned over to Lu Xingye, and his eyes were full of light. He said playfully, "I'm not afraid of you to expose me."
Lu Xing's eyes narrowed slightly at night. Who gave this woman courage and confidence?
"I didn't say anything just now. I didn't admit that I also smoked, but I didn't deny it. I just didn't say anything in particular. I didn't pretend that everything was true."
Speaking is an art. For the same thing, the way of expression and the wording are different, so the feeling is different.
Lu Xingye recalled Gu Qingge's words just now. Although there was no obvious direction, the implication was very obvious.
However, she did not lie, not a word.
Gu Qingge fell once and hurt his head. He even had the ability to speak.
The radian of Lu Xing's mouth at night is still cold, and he doesn't comment on Gu Qingge's words.
Gu Qingge walks to the bathroom with a smile, and sees Lu Yichen standing quietly at the door. His eyes just skim by a little, and he walks past him.
She didn't want to take care of him at all. She didn't want to deal with children, and she didn't want to deal with them.
Originally also want to say hello casually, later think or forget.
She's just a stepmother. She's supposed to be a "vicious" and indifferent person, so she'll be more relaxed.
Gu Qingge didn't see it. She walked past Lu Yichen without saying a word. There was a loss on the child's face.
"Doesn't she like me?"
Because of the smell of smoke in the room, Lu Yichen stood at the door, frowning, and said to Lu Xingye.
Lu Xingye pinched out his cigarette, leaned against the table and looked at his son. He said coolly, "do you know on the first day?"
Lu Yi Chen small mouth a shrivel, the expression that appears sad on the face, a bit aggrieved, affirmative said: "she also does not like you."
“who care?”
Lu Xingye sneered and said with indifference.
"What's the matter?" Lu Xingye just asked, and his tone was not close at all. He squinted at Lu Yichen.