Chapter 15: Old Lu Walked His Wife
Proofread by Yin Jing
Ai Changhuan felt stifled. Previously, it was out of politeness that she called him uncle, but now he even had the nerve to ask her call that again. Enraged, Ai Changhuan said, “You are not my uncle at all.”
Ai Changhuan thought such hurtful words might make him more sensible, however, Lu Zhanke was just silent for a moment and said calmly, “You are right, because now I am your husband.”
Ai Changhuan almost raged, why was this guy so cheeky!
Ai Changhuan was about to have a fit when a jeep whizzed past them, rolling up a cloud of dust. Ai Changhuan, who was hanging upside down on his shoulder, was suddenly covered with dirt. Before she knew it, the jeep, which had gone away, rolled back up near them.
The person in the car leaned half his body out of the car window, and recognized Ai Changhuan and Lu Zhanke, and immediately laughed, “Oh, old Lu, walking your wife?”
Walk the wife? Ai Changhuan twitched her mouth unintentionally. That must be Song Shizhang with his loud voice.
This time she was not anxious to come down, but firmly grabbed Lu Zhanke’s clothes. What if she was seen by others with such an embarrassing appearance? She must kill him! She must!
Lu Zhanke still held a dauntless appearance. He answered slightly, “Yeah, it’s time to bask”
What! The only thing that Ai Changhuan wanted to do was to cry.
“Go on, go on. Remember to turn another side.” The guy inside started the car again and went away chicly.
Ai Changhuan defenselessly ate another mouthful of dust but she was in no mood to curse anyone. There’s nothing worse than a dead heart, you know?
Lu Zhanke also noticed that Ai Changhuan seemed to be particularly silent, and he slowly put her down. Seeing her dirty face, he unexpectedly started to smile, “how come you become such kind of?”
With this, he even reached his hands out to help wipe the dust off her face.
Ai Changhuan was angry, so she did not hesitate to clap away his hand. She wiped off the dust, said furiously, “It’s you to blame. I have never been treated in such way since my birth.”
Lu Zhanke raised his eyebrow, “So I am the first one?”
Ai Changhuan restrained herself from rolling her eyes, “Are you proud of that?”
Lu Zhanke seemed happy, “Great.”
Ai Changhuan had nothing to say, and she turned around and left.
They were walking home one after the other when another car passed them. Although the car passed fast, Ai Changhuan still saw the guy inside. It was Du Yucheng, perhaps Qin Zhan.
Ai Changhuan stared at the retreating car. He came from behind. How much did he see? Did he know that she was waiting for him all the time? The sun was so big, and the weather was so hot, but even in this situation she still refused to leave, because of the fear of missing him. Could he read her mind?
Noticing Ai Changhuan looked dazed in the direction where Du Yucheng left, Lu Zhanke’s face turned dark. He uncompromisingly forced her to look at him,”What’s wrong?”
Ai Changhuan raised her eyes, faint tears halting in the fundus. Seeing the guy standing in front of her was Lu Zhanke, she suddenly became pissed off. She pushed him away and spitted out, “None of your business.”
If it was not because of him, she would be with Qin Zhan happily. In her mind, there was some hate.
Ai Changhuan did not spare any sight at Lu Zhanke, turned around and ran away.
Lu Zhanke narrowed his eyes, but wore an expression, determined to win.
Ai Changhuan was hurt by love, and locked herself as soon as she got home. She even did not come out for lunch.
Lu Zhanke was scolded while he knocked the door.
“Go away! I don’t want to see you!”
“Come out and eat something.”
“No.”
“Can apastia solve the problem?”
“It is none of your business.”
“Ok.” Lu Zhanke nodded, then turned to the living room, pulled out a set of keys from the drawer of the counter, and walked back to open the door.
Ai Chuanghan was sitting on the floor and wiping tears. Seeing Lu Zhanke’s entrance she was startled, “You… You…How can you come in?”
Finding the keys in his hand, Ai Changhuan growled angrily, “Despicable”
Lu Zhanke stood in front of her, and looking at her messy face he frowned unconsciously, “Get up.”
Ai Changhuan folded her knees in hands and moved aside. “No.”
Having seen her stubbornness before, Lu Zhanke didn’t say anything, but bent down and picked her up.