Chapter 143

"Shall I ask song qingran for help?"

Yanyu took a deep breath and laughed: "song qingran and Lu Yan are cooperative relations. Don't make him embarrassed. Besides, honest officials can't break the housework. It's not good to let a third person in."

"Good."

The syllables of North and South rolled out of her throat. She was silent and said, "ah Yu, if you have something, please call me or come to me directly. Don't worry me. As long as we are together, nothing can't be solved."

The metaphor began to laugh.

Hang up the phone, her slender fingers a little bit to hold the phone, opposite the apartment balcony, there are hanging clothes gently floating, in the deep night, like a few strokes.

She was tired from the bottom of her heart.

Again and again.

Lu Yinglie and Zhou Ganguo, who are in the study next door, promise to hide what happened today.

First, it has not been proved; second, it is meaningless to say so.

Just as he won't tell the two elders of the Lu family that Yanyu once fell in love with Cheng Ci, and getting married with him is just like finding a substitute.

Compared with what Lu Yan plans to divorce, it is more important for Lu Yan to promise to go back to Cheng's home.

Zhou Yun's focus was shifted: "did you promise housekeeper Cheng?" No, I won't! What about the Lu family when you're gone? "

Lu Chengguo's eyebrows were locked tightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, he was calmer than Zhou Yun: "what are you going to do with the Lu family?"

Lu Yan's lips are straight: "Dad, I will always have only one dad for you." He looked at Lu Chengguo, "give me three years, I will inherit the Cheng family, and then return to the Lu family. In these three years, you can manage the Lu family for the time being, OK?"

Lu Chengguo pursed his lips and looked at Lu Yan with uncertain eyes. He always felt that Lu Yan's succession to Cheng family was not so simple, but His chest fluctuated slightly. He had raised Lu Yan for so many years, but he still knew Lu Yan. Since he said three years, it was three years.

Lu Chengguo believes that Lu Yan will definitely return to his home in three years.

He moved his lips and rolled his Adam's apple: "three years."

Zhou Yun opened his eyes: "what three years, where is the Cheng family so easy to inherit, even if inherited, want to leave, do you think it is easy? I don't agree. I managed to take ah Yan out of the Cheng family and raise him. This is my son. I won't allow it. "

She said, eyes red, tears surging up, like the next second will be like the tide burst.

Lu Chengguo held her in his arms, patted her on the back and said in a low voice, "well, you have to believe in ah Yan. What's more, I'm young now. It's not a big problem to go back to the company."

Zhou Yun is tears, hugged Lu Chengguo.

While comforting her, Lu Chengguo looked at Lu Yan and said, "this time, Xiaoxing was just saved by the Cheng family. I'm afraid that even faspinder's taking Xiaoxing is the design of the Cheng family."

Lu Yan was tall and straight, and his face was cold and gloomy.

Lu Chengguo: "does the Cheng family want you to divorce?" His eyes were full of sharpness, as if he had seen through everything. "Do you want a divorce?"

He knows Lu Yan.

Lu Yan at today's wedding is very abnormal.

"You disappeared so long before the wedding today, and you want to send the little star away again..." His words stopped at that moment, and he had already touched Lu Yan's idea.

Lu Chengguo's eyes sank a little: "ah Yan, don't blame words for being angry. If you treat someone like this, you will be angry!"

Lu Yan's two cheek lines are tight: "no, I want to divorce."

"You want a divorce? Does metaphor do anything? " Lu Chengguo's black eyes are cold.

Lu Yan tightened his fingers, and his chest was full of love and hate. There was a cold sweat in his palm, and the light fell on his face. His black eyes were cold. For a long time, he raised a good-looking corner of his mouth, and his eyebrows and eyes were glaciers: "I didn't like her originally, and now I'm tired of her. It's time to divorce."

Zhou Yun raised her eyes and asked, "do you still like Xia Xia? You child, if you had told me that you still have feelings for Xia Xia, and you don't want to hold a wedding, I'd better let you stay with Xia Xia than let Yu escape at the wedding! "

Lu Chengguo twisted his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Yun, stopping her: "don't talk nonsense, the metaphor is not to escape marriage, she is to save little star."

In the following sentence, he asked Lu Yan: "ah Yan, now that you are in such a mess, I just want to ask you, do you really want to divorce? Regardless of the kindness she saved you, regardless of the year you were together, and regardless of your daughter, little star? "

Lu Yan's eyes are so deep that people can't guess what he is thinking.

"Well, divorce."

When he said this, his chest seemed to be torn out of a hole, and the cold wind poured in, shivering cold.

He was quiet for a while. He didn't know what he was trying to catch. He said in a low voice, "when I return home, little star will be taken care of by you and your mother."He meant that he would not give up custody of the little star.

As far as Lu Chengguo's wishes are concerned, he does not want the little star to be taken away by words. Zhou Yun suddenly thought of something and said: "by the way, the Xu family said that Xia Xia came back and wanted to attend your wedding with Yu. Xia Xia didn't want to go abroad. Mrs. Xu agreed. Ah Yan, if you still want to be with her, you don't need to send her abroad. If you don't want to

, what do you care about her? When I was a child, you can't pay back all these years. When Xia Xia was taken back, she didn't suffer much. What's more, she has long forgotten those things. "

Several people talked for a long time in the study. Lu Yan took a bath and dried his hair at will.

The bedroom was empty. He turned left and opened the door of the baby room.

Simile and little star lie together, very quiet.

Lu Yan looked down at the two of them, put the towel aside and sat down by the bed. His eyes were cold, without temperature. His fingers were thick, cold, and rubbed on the lines of his jaw.

My heart is empty.

His finger continued to slide down, fell on the neck of the words, slowly tightened, I do not know where suddenly came out a voice, shouting, force, hold, if she is not, all this will calm down.

The tendons of his forehead burst up, his lip line stretched tight, and his mood collapsed suddenly.

Glaciers overlap. But he didn't clench it. He released his fingers suddenly. His chest heaved violently. He calmed down his breath. Then, he lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.