When Nan Yan heard this, she instantly felt her partner's heart go cold.
No matter what she did, it would always be negative in Lu Huaijing's eyes.
Even if he proposed divorce, he would still use it as a threat to stay with her.
"Huai Jing, I'm serious."
Nan Yan suppressed the feeling of choking and tried to speak as smoothly and calmly as possible: "I... don't want to restrain you anymore, let alone think about other women when you are by my side. Love is selfish and has no room for three. Personally, Huai Jing, if I let you go, you also let me go, and we will be well together——"
"Gu Nanyan, put away your tricks."
Lu Huaijing interrupted her coldly, and Junrong's expression became even more gloomy.
He broke the cigarette with his big, knuckled hands, and his eyes were cold and cold: "This is the old residence of the Lu family. I don't care what your plans are. Don't let anything happen before we finish the banquet!"
This anger came for no reason, and even Nan Yan felt a little unreasonable.
She lowered her head, pulled her long hair behind her back, and smiled bitterly: "Okay, I promise you."
As long as you finish attending the party, right?
After Nan Yan finished speaking, he turned around and left with bare feet.
The sound of the soles of his feet touching the ground made Lu Huaijing frown even more.
"stop."
He stopped Nan Yan, paused, and then said in a deep voice: "Wear high heels this afternoon."
Nan Yan was in a trance for a moment, then turned around and saw that his face was still ugly. She just felt that he disliked her height.
Not wanting to argue with him, I just nodded silently.
"knew."
Wash up and go downstairs to eat.
The housekeeper told Mr. Lu the matter early in the morning, so he was naturally mentally prepared.
Nan Yan looked much better when he saw him going downstairs with Lu Huaijing.
"Grandpa, morning."
Nan Yan cheered up and looked gentle.
The old man naturally nodded, pointed to the seat next to him and said, "Nan Yan, sit next to me."
"Thank you, grandpa."
Nan Yan was obedient and obedient, and neither of them even glanced at Lu Huaijing during the whole process.
This feeling of being ignored made the man's already a little irritable mood even worse.
He sat silently on the other side, and as soon as he picked up the tableware, an uninvited guest sat next to him.
"Brother, it's so early."
Lu Weiyan greeted him familiarly, with a sleepy look on his face, but he still grabbed one side of the sandwich and ate it.
"Why are you here?"
Lu Huaijing expressed his disgust at his rude behavior and spoke coldly.
But Lu Weiyan didn't care, he stuffed his mouth with a calm expression, and then said vaguely: "Grandpa is sick, so I naturally have to take care of him more..."
"Keep your mouth closed when you eat."
Mr. Lu couldn't stand it anymore and made a sound of disgust, just because he clearly saw Lu Weiyan spraying bread crumbs everywhere.
The corner of Lu Huaijing's mouth twitched, and he frowned in disgust as he looked at the dinner plate with crumbs on it.
His extreme mysophobia made him not even want to touch it.
"Change the plates."
He coldly ordered the servants beside him, but out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Nan Yan who was eating opposite him.
She drank the soup quietly, making almost no sound with every sip, and her movements were like that of a lady.
It seemed that his upbringing had been engraved in his bones from childhood to adulthood, so much so that Lu Huaijing felt that this person was so stereotyped.
Only Song Yihuan's vividness could make him feel that this person was of flesh and blood.
It wasn't until he compared Lu Weiyan's lack of education that Lu Huaijing discovered that self-denial and propriety were also a very rare quality.
Lu Weiyan glanced at Lu Huaijing nonchalantly and felt that this man really liked to pretend.
He filled his stomach in three gulps, stood up, drank tons and tons of milk in one gulp, and then said: "Grandpa, I'm going to work first. By the way, sister-in-law, are you going to work today? Do you want it?" Shall I send you there?"
The blatant words instantly silenced the dining table.
Mr. Lu's face turned dark instantly, and Lu Huaijing next to him had a similar expression.
The grandfather and grandson stared at him solemnly, and with a rare common hatred, they said in unison: "No!"
Lu Weiyan paused and raised his eyebrows slowly, "?"
Mr. Lu glanced at Lu Huaijing coldly, and then said coldly: "It's not like your brother is not here. Is it your turn to speak? Go to work quickly!"
The tone of disgust was a clear warning.
Lu Weiyan asked for trouble, paused, and then said with a smile: "Didn't I say I won't send my brother as a gift? Brother, if you don't mind it-"
"dislike."
Lu Huaijing spoke in the same cold voice, his eyes as sharp as a knife swept across his face: "My wife, I will deliver it myself, no need for your attentiveness!"
Nan Yan, who was at the center of the incident, clutched her spoon tightly, completely unaware that she would cause such an uproar.
She quickly stood up, and before the atmosphere became more tense, she said: "Well... I can drive myself. Although the car was parked at the hospital last night, the morning rush hour here is not very congested. I can take the subway there - —”
"no!"
Speaking in unison again, Mr. Lu glared at Lu Huaijing beside him, with a faint sullenness in his eyes.
"You, the daughter-in-law of the Lu family, why are you trying to squeeze into the subway?"
Mr. Lu was the first to speak, and his cold eyes made Lu Huaijing swallow his words.
"Grandpa, before I bought a car, I used to take the subway."
Nan Yan spoke helplessly, with a layer of gratitude in her tone: "I know you feel sorry for me, but it's not far away. Besides, I think the subway is very convenient, so..."
"I send you."
Lu Huaijing finally couldn't hold it in anymore, stood up and spoke coldly.
After taking a sip of his coffee, he wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin. Junrong said expressionlessly: "You will leave after work in the afternoon. I will... specially pick you up and try on your clothes."
He originally wanted to let Ji Li go, but there was a glaring Lu Weiyan beside him, so he had to change his mind.
A layer of astonishment flashed across Nan Yan's beautiful eyes, and she was even a little at a loss.
After hearing this, Mr. Lu was finally a little satisfied with his ignorant grandson.
He also spoke out to help, and his tone softened a lot: "Yes, Nan Yan, you have just resumed work, and you are not necessarily very busy. You must go to this dinner!"
Although the Lu family doesn't need Nan Yan's job, and they don't like the salary of several thousand yuan a month, Mr. Lu respects her profession very much. As long as Nan Yan wants to, he will never let her delay her work.
So much so that even Shang Hai's dinner party could wait until Nan Yan got off work.
Nan Yan rubbed her hands in embarrassment and said helplessly: "Grandpa, can I not go to the dinner...?"
She knew that the old man meant well, but since she had already made up her mind to get a divorce, announcing her identity in an overly high-profile manner would only make it more difficult for her to leave the Lu family.
