Chapter 6

The coldness in her eyes, across the crowd, fell on her.

He stooped slightly, his upper body protruded out of the railing, his handsome face completely exposed in the light, his thin lips moved, and he sneered silently -

the heart of the metaphor shrank, and she understood.

He was saying, "it's really a good daughter-in-law of the Lu family."

The banquet was not open to the media. At the end of the banquet, Yu Yu was allowed to leave first to take care of Xiao Xing Xing. She went to the second floor of the villa to isolate the noise in the banquet hall, which seemed a little quiet.

Little star is still sleeping, but the mobile phone with the metaphor at the head of the bed vibrates. A wechat voice call comes in. Her fingers are tight and tight. She turns around and goes out. She hesitates for a while before picking up the call.

Men's low voice, across the distant space: "small Yu."

Yu stood at the end of the corridor, put on the earphone, and gently said, "um..." He made a noise.

"How are you doing recently? We haven't seen each other for nearly a year. Are you still in England? Why don't we meet sometime? "

Yanyu's nose was so sour that she wanted to cry. Her eyelashes trembled and she bit her lips and said, "Jiang Zhoumo, don't look for me again! I'm fine now. You don't owe me or him. Please let me go. "

The other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and the voice was a little difficult: "are you still in England? Why don't you leave that sad place - "

the words interrupted him:" yes, I'm still in England, you don't want to find me again. "

With that, she cut off the call and hacked Jiang Zhoumo's wechat.

A turn around, suddenly saw a tall figure, do not know how long standing here.

When the man saw her turn around, he gave a cold hum and pressed her hard on the windowsill.

Her back against the windowsill, came sharp pain, upper body was compressed to fly in the window.

Men are full of alcohol.

His fingers were long and cold, and he was a little bit hesitant at the bottom of the speech.

Lu Yan carries the light behind his back. He can't see his expression clearly, but he can hear the cold meaning in his words: "you are born to lie, aren't you? Pretending to be in England? Why don't you have the face to tell him that you married someone, ah, which man? The father of your child? Or a man who might have been your child's father? "

Probably be drunk drive, his mood no longer cover up, those usually by Jin expensive temperament cover up of sarcasm all show.

"Jiang Zhoumo? Jiang Shao of Xincheng, even he is a minister under your skirt. Who else can't be seduced by you? "

When he heard Jiang Zhoumo's three words, his expression became white.

She took a deep breath: "Lu Yan, let me go first."

Lu Yan seemed to have heard nothing. His slender fingers slowly went down, stayed for a while at her white neck, and then slowly went down.

Yu Yu only felt that the current ran past, and her whole body was numb. She bit her teeth gently: "Lu Yan, you are drunk, let me go."

She struggled to reach out and push him.

But more and more aroused Lu Yan's strength, his legs pressed her legs, one hand clamped her wrist, as if to pinch her wrist.

The other hand, however, grabs the metaphor impolitely.

The sharp pain of the metaphor was like thousands of needles sticking into it, which made her cry softly.

Before she could say anything, Lu Yan released his hand. He rubbed his finger and put it on the tip of his nose.

Words do not know why such a dark corner, but she can clearly see his eyes flashing disgust and contempt.

In the process of struggling, the collar of the skirt loosened a little, she stood up straight, subconsciously folded the collar.

Lu Yan seemed to see a joke. He rubbed his eyebrows and wrote in a condescending way: "you are married to me. What's more, you should know your own situation. Even if others say it, do you really think you are a fat beauty?"

The words didn't speak. When she married him, she knew that all the embarrassment was her own, but she didn't regret it.

She trembled her eyelashes, and her eyes fell on Lu Yan's small tear mole at the corner of her eyes.

Little star sleeps a lot during the day, wakes up at night, and doesn't want to drink milk until more than 12 o'clock.

When Yu coaxes her to drink milk, Lu Yan comes in.

After taking a bath, he lost some of his drunkenness, his face was expressionless, his thin lips were thin, and he didn't say anything. He opened the quilt on the other side and lay in.

The little star stares at Lu Yan with Obsidian eyes.

Lu Yan has hardly paid attention to her in recent months.

When he came into the house, he just couldn't stand his father's nagging, but he had already put forward that he would move out in a while.

The next day, Lu Yan opened her eyes and put on a pair of black eyes. Her little hands were still hanging on his fingers, dancing and bending her eyes.There was a soft voice on one side: "you wake up."

Lu Yan felt that such a day was absurd. His face was pale with frost on his eyebrows. He pulled out his hand from xiaoxingxing and didn't give her any response.

Baby sensitive, shriveled mouth, eyes on the tearful.

Lu Yan walked out with no expression and arranged his clothes with his slender fingers.

The simile didn't say anything. She laughed at the little star, touched her little nose and made her laugh.

It took her a long time to clean up before she came downstairs with the little star in her arms.

Zhou Yun and Lu Chengguo both sat at the table, with exquisite breakfast on the table, including Western food and Chinese food. The nanny soaked the milk powder and handed it to Yanyu.

The metaphor tries the temperature before feeding the little star.

Zhou Yun coldly glanced at the words and expressions, and frowned: "eat quickly, and let sister Lin feed you."

She doesn't like Lu Xing very much. Anyway, she's not a child of her family. She's still upset when she sees him. Zhou Yun thinks that she didn't want her son to go out to live. Now she thinks that it's good to move out. At least she doesn't need to see people she hates.

Lu Yan also came down from the upstairs. His eyelashes were drooping, and his face was so cold that he almost didn't have any. His slender hands were wearing a tie. After three or two times, he finished it. He sat down and began to eat without saying a word.

Zhou Yunxiao: "ah Yan, aren't you moving out? Mom, would you like someone to come over and tidy up today? "

Lu Yan: "well."

Lu Chengguo was also a little surprised. She was the one who kept her son from living out last night.

One side of the Lin sister-in-law hugged Lu Xing, gently coax her, Lu Xing has food, also very good.

Yan Yu bent his eyes and took a sip of porridge.

Mrs. Lin sees that everyone's atmosphere is very good. She teases little star. Little star "creaks..." I smile, the dark pupil clearly reflects the face, like the lake in the night, eyelashes are very long.