"How did you get here?"
Lu Yan's voice is a little terrible.
Metaphor chest shallow ups and downs, nose suddenly some sour: "surrogate."
She said directly.
There's no point in cheating any more.
Lu Yan tightened the lines of his chin, and the muscles of his cheeks were biting. But for a moment, her short sentence made him connect all the lines together.
So
It's really Xia Xia who finds the surrogate of metaphor. Metaphor deceives Xia Xia and replaces her Xia Xia knows nothing, and thinks that the little star born by Yu is a child with her blood flowing.
He frowned.
He always likes smart women, but never likes to play with smart women, especially the most disliked, playing tricks on his head.
But words trample on the thunder heavily.
She is really thoughtful. Maybe, as she said before, she often met him, so she fell in love with him secretly. So she knew that Xia Xia wanted to be a surrogate, so she deliberately changed it and let her combine with his genes. With the help of science, she gave birth to little star and returned home.
Just as Xia Xia left, God favored her again. The words matched his bone marrow. She married him, married into a rich family, and revealed little star was his flesh and blood. Then she made up a lie that they had spent the night together in London in a short time, covering up little star's dirty life.
It's perfect.
If Xia Xia didn't come back suddenly, if Xia Xia didn't tell this story suddenly All people will be covered in the drum. Lu Yan controlled his emotions, and his voice was very calm, but it was so calm that people felt strange: "Yuyu, do you think I'm easy to cheat? At the beginning, why did you make it up that you spent the night with me? " His thin lips were sharp blades, with a chill, "are you so afraid of losing everything now? Don't hesitate to spread one lie after another. You are afraid that Xia Xia will come back and take away everything you have, right? " His eyes are sharp: "Xia Xia, up to now, still think that little star is her child! Like Xia Xia, you both have no respect for life. Without the consent of the father, you gave birth to a child related to me, which makes my life a mess. It's ridiculous. How do you let Xiao Xing face the reality that she is a surrogate child when she grows up? "
The blood in her throat became more and more heavy. She didn't want to say a word. She felt tired and took a deep breath: "ah Yan, I don't want to talk about it now. I'm very tired. I don't want to argue any more."
Lu Yan's eyes were filled with cold.
"You're tired, but I'm not?" He sneered, "I thought you would invent a new reason to cheat me today. Don't you think I'm good at cheating?"
The words are still pale and silent.
Lu Yan laughed angrily and said coldly: "sometimes, people's first impression is really right. They try their best to tell lies."
Yan Yu looked at Lu Yan steadily, swallowed his throat and said nothing.
She really can't say anything.
Cheng CI is a place that cannot be touched.
As long as he doesn't know, she is close to him for Cheng Ci, and gives birth to a little star for Cheng CI. For the rest, let Lu Yan think.
Just, she thought again thoroughly, still unavoidably chest a draw a pain.
Lu Yan drooped his eyes, lost all patience, and his whole body exuded the apathy of being in a high position for a long time. Yuyu suddenly whispered: "Lu Yan, I really think it's not good for Xiaoxing to be born like this, but I won't regret it. I will make the same choice again. I did cheat Xu Yingxia, but when she chose surrogacy, she was already very wrong. And
besides, I didn't take a cent from Xu Yingxia. "
Lu Yan narrowed his eyes and suppressed his anger all night. He looked at the light pouring down on her.
Trembling and crumbling.
She continued: "ah Yan, you should have known that Xia Xia is not a good man, right? But you will still believe her, because you are partial. "
For a long time, Lu Yan was silent, and no one answered. The resentment in the chest is also accumulating. She smiles: "Lu Yan, do you really believe that Xu Yingxia's coming back this time is just because her father is seriously ill? She used to chase love, so like faspinder, how can suddenly come back alone, let me guess, she suffered outside, right? Maybe... "
"Enough."
Lu Yan stares at her. Her dark eyes lock her. She squints her narrow eyes, as if she is holding back her anger.
"Metaphor, have a good rest."
His tie, which he had already broken, became looser and looser. Looking at Yu Yu's pale face, he suddenly remembered the Yu Yu he saw downstairs in his apartment in the evening.
Her skin is white and her smile is sweet. The smile at the end of her eyes is infectious.
It's not the same as the woman standing in front of him now.
Her smile has something to do with another man.Lu Yan curled up his fingers and asked in a low voice, "who is the man in the evening? Where are you going with him tomorrow?"
I think it's a little funny.
As a husband, she doesn't even know whether she is working now, where she is going to work, and who she is working with.
She bent her lips: "you don't want to know, Lu Yan."
With that, she turned and walked to the baby room.
Lu Yan stood in the same place, eyelashes under the eye socket, deep and shallow shadow, fundus dark.
Lu Yan sat alone in the living room for a long time. Aunt Lin called him several times. He answered faintly, but didn't say anything.
In the middle of the night, he unscrewed the door of the nursery and went in.
Yu and the little star lie together. The little star looks like him, but he looks very much like Yu. When they lie together, they are intimate.
Lu Yan looked at it for a long time, then bent down, separated Yanyu from Xiaoxing, covered Xiaoxing with a quilt, bent over, picked up Yanyu and went to the master bedroom.
Yuyu was sleeping heavily, with long and thick eyelashes, pale face, thin and weak appearance. When he picked him up, he just curled up and stuck on his chest.
Lu Yan put her in the master bedroom, saw the ointment on the bedside table, twisted his brow, and suddenly remembered the injury on Yanyu's foot.
He lifted the quilt a little, and his bony fingers gently grasped the ankle of Yu Yu.
Metaphor is very ticklish and sensitive.
When he met her, she shrunk and whispered in a low voice, "don't do it." Lu Yan pursed her lips, and seemed to have a little smile between her eyes and eyebrows. He rolled his Adam's apple and didn't speak. He applied the ointment to her feet, and gently massaged her warm and thick palms to disperse the medicine.