Fire in the blonde's eyes.
This silly critic humiliated her!
She has never been insulted like this! ! !
The wrist was easily healed, and Lian Jue's fingers were slightly cold. He pinched Fu Yue's wrist and his voice sank slightly.
"I didn't joking with you, and didn't mean to look down on you. You don't need to be angry. I'm just telling a fact."
Lian Jue tried to explain.
Fu Yue: "...You might as well don't explain."
Fu Yue: "You actually said I was fat, you said I was fat!!!"
It's still human words!
Lian Jue frowned: "I don't have one."
He has a very calm tone, just like others, with a seriousness.
Fu Yue: "You all said that my waist is full of meat. Doesn't that mean I'm fat??"
Lian Jue: "..."
This seems right?
The boy stared at her with pitch-black eyes for a few seconds, and he didn't seem to understand why a boy cared about his weight so much.
When Mrs. Lian pushed the door and came in, he saw his son clasping Fu Yue's wrist, two equally beautiful faces one after another. Such a visual impact challenged Mrs. Lian's little heart.
"!!!"
Seeing Lian Jue's eyes staring at the blond boy half-held in his arms, the two looked at each other. Fu Yue still had an expression of "I would rather die than surrender", with a bit of accusation on his face.
Madame Lian flashed many bad words in her mind.
Automatic brain fills a lot of things.
What kind of grabbing, taking it for yourself, first marriage and then love...Bah, what is she thinking.
The lady wearing a cheongsam coughed slightly, and knocked on the door to brush her sense of existence.
"Xiao Jue, Xiao Yin, come, breakfast is ready, you are--"
Lian Jue: "...I can explain."
Fu Yue: "...Auntie, you misunderstood!!!"
Two people spoke at the same time, and then stopped at the same time.
Mrs. Lian: "Puff."
She couldn't help but laughed out loud and waved her hand, "It's okay, I know it's all a misunderstanding. Get dressed and go out for dinner. Breakfast will be cold later."
After speaking, Mrs. Lian took a graceful step and turned around slowly.
Turned.
Mrs. Lian thought a little cheerfully: Could it be possible that the two children really got into trouble last night? I don’t know if the measures have been taken, she is not ready to be a grandmother so early... Yeah, what is she thinking about, it’s really shameful, huh—
five minutes later.
At the table.
Fu Yue and Lian Jue sat face to face, while Mrs. Lian was sitting in the main seat. As for Fu Xingchen and Fu Yao's two small milk bags, they had not yet got up.
As for Mr. Lian, it happened to be on business during this time.
There are only three people eating now.
The atmosphere between the dining tables is a little weird.
Madam Lian took the initiative to speak: "Well, I just heard Xiao Yin scream outside the door, why, did Lian Jue upset you? Tell auntie, see if I don't beat him."
The noble and elegant lady looked at Fu Yue with a smile.
After Jue's eating action, the fork accidentally scratched on the dinner plate, making a harsh squeak.
He raised his eyes to look at his mother-in-law.
Dark eyes are faint. "I do not have."
Fu Yue blinked, her complexion suddenly collapsed, and she complained to Mrs. Lian: "Auntie, Lian Jue actually said that I am fat!!!"
The cold boy frowned and retorted: "I don't!"
Fu Yue patted the table: "Do you dare to repeat what you said to me before to Auntie?"