Chapter 196

"Mr. Lu." Aunt Zhao had just finished her dinner. She looked at Lu who came back and said, "are you back now? Shall I go and add some more dishes? "

"No Lu also wore a light gray shirt with half a cigarette between his fingers.

He looked in the direction of the door. "Why doesn't she come out to eat? Still angry? "

"I've made a meal, and I'm going to call the young lady for dinner, but the young lady is asleep."

Lu also walked towards the door of the room, but before pushing the door, he looked down at the cigarette in his hand, thought about it, and pressed it out in the ashtray.

The door opened and the wall lamp was dim.

What he saw was not the appearance of Han Zhiyu falling asleep with his body arched on the bed.

Instead, she sat on the bed with her knees in her arms, her chin on her knees, her head tilted.

The hair is a bit messy, the face looks just wake up, a little confused, and I don't know what to think.

The whole person shrank into a small ball, like a helpless kitten.

Lu also didn't come in. Xin Chang leaned against the door. "If you don't go out, you won't have dinner to protest?"

When Han Zhiyu saw his figure, his eyes lit up a little.

Probably because she woke up suddenly, she didn't wake up completely from her dream.

She dreamt that she was back to the night when she was driven out of the house by her uncle.

Boundless helplessness, let her grasp the hand handed over in the dark, and dare not release it for a moment.

I'm afraid that once she let go, no one will care about her.

Fortunately, although the man's attitude was cold, he didn't let go of her.

In the most critical time, he did not leave her

Han Zhiyu rubbed her hair. When she saw Lu in a trance, she felt that she couldn't tell.

"Come out to eat."

Lu also moved his lips.

The side face appears thin under the light and shadow. In the thick ink pupil, it is deep and mysterious.

He glanced at her and turned to go out.

"Wait a minute."

Han Zhiyu quickly got out of bed, trotted in front of him, blocked his way, and raised his head.

"Why don't you let me out?"

Han Zhiyu, who was well, didn't let it go when he was ill.

"Stay at home until Dr. Jiang is sure you are well." Lu also did not move, slightly drooping his head, on her straight line of sight, "unconvinced?"

"I'm ready. You let him see. I can go out now."

"He will come tomorrow." Lu's face was slightly calm, and his thin lips were sharp. "Who are you in a hurry to see?"

The light words seemed to make the temperature of the room drop immediately.

Han Zhiyu felt cool in his sight.

"I had an appointment with ziyue." She murmured.

There was no change in Lu's face, but the coldness just faded down.

He asked her out and went to the table. "Come and eat."

Han Zhiyu didn't continue to argue. Although she didn't like being locked up in the house, it was also true that she and Lu were injured together, so she let her go.

After dinner with Lu, aunt Zhao cleaned up and left the villa.

See Lu also entered the study, she sat on the sofa, holding a pillow, lazy action by the remote control, constantly changing the channel.

Whether it's soap opera or animation, she didn't watch any of them. Instead, she watched the ads for a long time.

Finally, I got up impatiently and suddenly saw a box in the corner beside the sofa.

Mobile phone?

As if she had finally found a reason, she took the box and knocked at the door of Lu's study.

"Come in." Inside came a familiar whisper.

Han Zhiyu opened the door, and there was a faint smell of smoke in the study.

I happened to see him hang up a phone call.

His handsome Pang seems to coagulate an emotion that people can't see through, especially when his black eyes come over.

She had already come up to her with the unopened new mobile phone in her hand, "is this for me?"

"You can use it if you want, or you can't use it." He looked and said faintly.

"I can use what I want, and so can Lu. If it's not mine, I don't want it."

Lu also put out his cigarette in the ashtray of his desk, and said in a slightly cool voice, "then you don't want it."

Han Zhiyu is stunned, did not expect him to say so suddenly.

But she didn't believe it. He brought a new mobile phone, but it had nothing to do with her.

"Pa", she threw the mobile phone box on his desk, and clearly said, "here you are."

Lu also suddenly raised his eyes and fixed his eyes on her. When she was calm and wanted to go out, he buttoned her wrist, "is that all? "Yes?"Han Zhiyu was biting her lower lip, and her wrist was too tight to hurt.

The man's gaze made her have nowhere to escape. Originally, she was a little guilty because of the accident, but she was a bit rebellious because of the overbearing gaze. "What do you want me to say?"

She didn't see him these two days except the day he brought her back.

If it wasn't for Aunt Zhao's saying that Mr. Lu called to ask, she didn't even know that he remembered his illness.

"How many times have I told you to stay away from him?" His action is not heavy, but the strength gap between men and women so far, so that he almost no effort can control her easily, "if it was not for an accident, what would you do that day? Where do you want to go with him while I'm away? "Yes?"

Lu Yiwu's tone was cold and calm, but the more he talked about the back, the more fierce his voice was.

In particular, I think of the report I just heard on the phone.

Teng ran in the heart of the rise of anger, a layer of spread.

Calm mood for two days, but instead was ignited.

But Han Zhiyu does not mention the explanation, only does not care a word, no doubt lets this fire burn more and more prosperous.

"Nothing to do?" She opened her mouth word by word, trying to pull her hand out, "just to see Aunt Meng. Don't I even have that freedom? "

"Freedom?" Lu's five fingers are also tightened, and his strength is even stronger.

Cold face, thin smile from his lips between layers of diffusion.

It was like hearing some funny words, which made him laugh in a terrible light voice.

"When did I make you think my woman would have so much freedom?" Lu also rose from the leather chair.

In front of her, her tall and straight body was like a mountain.

He stood in front of her, leaning forward slightly, and his breath was so strong that it was terrible.

Han Zhiyu did not move and heard the voice continue, "my woman only needs to be obedient, and the person I married only needs to be obedient. Freedom is within the scope I give you. It doesn't mean you can do anything. "

The calm voice, if not hear the content, will not feel how cruel content.

"Are you serious?" Han Zhiyu stares at him without blinking.

There's no time to think about the pain of a split wrist.

Ear faint laughter appears thin cool, "do you think I'm joking?"