Nan Yan was very surprised, so did he customize one specifically for Song Yihuan?
"I really don't understand you. Do you want the rain and dew to be shared equally?" she said sadly.
But Lu Huaijing was amused.
He shook his head and said: "What nonsense are you talking about? I originally planned to make a pair of these bracelets and give them to you, but... before I had time to do so, Song Yihuan saw it because I was worried about her illness at the time. , so even though she misunderstood, she didn’t say anything.”
Nan Yan's eyelashes are drooping. It's a lie to say that he doesn't feel uncomfortable.
After all, she was very sad because of this incident.
"Nan Yan, I have always known what I want, so give me a chance to make it up to you, okay?"
The man's dark eyes were deep, and the way he stared at her was extremely serious.
Nan Yan's eyes were moist. She didn't know how to express her complicated feelings at the moment, but the throbbing in her heart couldn't deceive anyone.
She loved him from beginning to end.
Even if they were hurt again and again, even if there were countless misunderstandings, they went round and round and finally got together.
Thinking of this, Nan Yan nodded unconsciously.
Seeing her finally agreeing, Lu Huaijing's eyes instantly brightened.
He immediately took her hand and gently put the bracelet on her wrist.
"Nan Yan, I love you..."
The man's voice was deep and even contained a little undetectable excitement.
He leaned forward gently and finally kissed her lips.
This time, it was gentle, affectionate, and joyful.
A lingering kiss, lingering and pathos.
Outside the door, Zhou's mother was coming back with a bunch of nutrition supplies. She was about to open the door, but Ji Li, who didn't know where he was hiding, rushed out and blocked her.
"Hey, Assistant Ji, what are you doing? You were so mysterious that you scared me!"
Zhou's mother was so frightened that she quickly touched her chest and rolled her eyes at Ji Li.
Young people just like to be reckless.
Ji Li scratched the back of his head and said with a smile: "Aren't I anxious? Aunt Zhou, have you made something delicious for your wife again?"
"Yeah, so, can you stop being in the way here?"
Zhou's mother unanimously believed that Ji Li helped the emperor to abuse him, so she always disliked him.
But this time, Ji Li said: "Then don't go in yet, my wife and husband are inside!"
"You're here, aren't you here these days?" Zhou's mother didn't understand what she meant.
Just as he was about to go in again, Ji Li suddenly became anxious and quickly stood at the door and said, "I'm not trying to stop you, but it's just because it's not appropriate for you to go in now."
He stretched out his hands, raised his thumbs, and bent them.
"What?" Zhou Ma Hui misunderstood and was shocked, "How can that be done? My wife is only a few days old -"
She said, even more anxious.
Ji Li was speechless and had no choice but to say: "No, no, aren't the two of them reconciled? If you go in now, won't you disturb them?"
"Ah...is that so?" Zhou's mother looked embarrassed and had to put the things down.
She babbled and said: "Look at me, as I get older, my brain is not as quick as you young people."
"As long as the husband and wife can reconcile, it will be a good thing, and the old man will be very happy!" Ji Li also said happily.
But at this moment, Zhou's mother suddenly slapped her thigh, with a look of panic on her face: "Oh no, old man!"
"What?" Ji Li was confused.
"The old man already knows the news about my wife's miscarriage. My brain, oh... When I went to buy supplements, I was bumped into by the housekeeper next to the old man!"
Zhou's mother looked anxious: "It's over, it's over, I'm afraid I know it now, and I'm afraid that my husband will be beaten!"
"I'm going, then we need to talk about this quickly!" Ji Li was also anxious.
The two of them were anxiously wandering around outside. Just when they didn't know what to do, the door was opened from the inside.
Both of them were stunned when they saw Lu Huaijing. Ji Li was the first to step forward and said:
"Sir, something happened——"
"I know."
Lu Huaijing looked very calm and said lightly: "I received the message from the housekeeper. You don't have to worry. Take care of her first and don't let her know."
It’s self-evident who “she” is here.
Zhou Ma nodded immediately, but her eyes when looking at Lu Huaijing were still full of worry and guilt:
"Sir, I'm really sorry. It's all my fault. If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't stand the cross-examination, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened——"
"Grandpa will know sooner or later. It's not your fault." Lu Huaijing's voice was calm, and he turned around and ordered: "Ji Li, drive back to your old house!"
"yes!"
Lu Huaijing nodded and said to Zhou's mother: "Sorry to trouble you, Aunt Zhou."
Such a polite address made Zhou's mother a little flattered, and she quickly nodded in agreement: "Hey!"
…
The old house of the Lu family.
In the study room.
The man with an upright back was kneeling on the ground. There were already several large holes in the back of his black shirt. Under the torn fabric, there were looming wounds, which looked particularly shocking.
The blood soaked into the black fabric, leaving traces of varying shades.
Mr. Lu was sitting on the executive chair, his face was ashen, and his breath was a little unsteady.
Seeing this, the housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Old man, your body has only recovered not long ago. If you get angry like this again, I'm afraid you will have to go to the hospital again. Please calm down quickly!"
"This bastard, if it weren't for his connivance with the man named Song, would Nan Yan have a miscarriage?"
If the housekeeper hadn't forced him to question Zhou's mother, this brat might have concealed this matter again!
Can he not be angry? Nan Yan had already suffered a lot of grievances when she married into the Lu family. She thought that Lu Huaijing would treat her well if she was pregnant, but now, even the child is gone!
Mr. Lu was really furious and wished he could kill this bastard right now!
"Grandpa, I failed to take good care of Nan Yan. Your punishment is right. However, you must not hurt your body just because your grandson is confused for a moment."
Lu Huaijing lowered his head and admitted his mistake, with a look of guilt on his face.
Mr. Lu was startled. He seemed not to have expected that Lu Huaijing would take the initiative to admit his mistake.
But thinking that he might be begging for mercy for that woman, Mr. Lu's face instantly dropped again.
"Stop pretending here. Do you think I don't know? You apologized just to protect Song Yihuan, right?"
When Lu Huaijing heard this, he curled his lips helplessly, "No, grandpa, I am really admitting my mistake. I know that I had many mistakes in the past. I'm sorry for Nan Yan. Grandpa taught me the right lesson. I am not worthy of her..."
These words are somewhat human-like.
Mr. Lu snorted coldly, but still said mockingly: "Don't think that I don't know. What you are saying now is just because you don't want me to anger Song Yihuan because of this matter! But Nan Yan is pregnant with the blood of our Lu family, and I absolutely don't I will let it go, if you can’t break up with her, I will handle it myself!”
