"You didn't eat?"
When Lu Jingan looked up, she saw Huanong coming out wearing a pair of black satin pajamas. The pants were too long, so she rolled up the legs.
"kindness."
"It's better to order takeout, it's too troublesome to do it yourself."
Lu Jing'an:......Sure enough! I don’t know the pain and suffering in the world.
"Why do you always ignore me?" Huanong pulled out his chair and sat at the door of the kitchen with his legs bent, looking at him.
A white shirt and black trousers envelop the man's slender figure. Who would have thought that the upstarts from Beijing and Hong Kong would wash their hands and make soup after leaving the mall?
This ascetic and homely identity made Huanong itchy.
"I'm not the same person as Miss Hua."
"Just a person on the bed is fine!"
"Miss Hua, has anyone ever said that there is something wrong with your brain?"
"It's still yellow."
Huanong held his chin and looked at Lu Jing'an, watching the man methodically chop vegetables and then cook noodles.
Not long after, a bowl of lean pork noodles in clear soup came out, smelling light and fragrant.
"It's not my fault?"
"Didn't Miss Hua eat it?"
"Have it?"
"What I said when I hugged the college student from the Physical Education Institute in the box, did you forget it so quickly?"
Lu Jing'an picked up a handful of noodles and blew them slowly, completely ignoring the embarrassment on Huanong's face.
Huanong cleared his throat and looked at Lu Jing'an who was eating noodles: "I don't want to either. The problem is that I have suffered too much from Lawyer Lu recently. After all, I am also the most beautiful woman in Beijing and Hong Kong. I am known as Princess Hua. My father trained me I have lost all my pride for more than 20 years, and I have lost it all on Lawyer Lu these days. As long as you give me some good looks, I won’t think about having fun with other men!"
Lu Jing'an: ....."Instead of reflecting on yourself, why not think about others?"
"Huanong, you are really good." Was it her own fault that she went out to hug the puppy?
"Lawyer Lu, look, I'm so pitiful. You really don't want to help me?"
"How pitiful is Miss Hua?" Lu Jing'an was eating noodles.
"People in Beijing and Hong Kong are waiting for me and my dad to die! Once my dad dies, how many people will step on me. When the time comes, I will have no backers, no money, no money, so I won't be killed by them?"
"What does it have to do with me?" Lu Jing'an asked.
"It is true that Miss Hua and I get along more happily in bed, but it is too troublesome to stand on a united front with you. If I have the time to care about the struggles of your wealthy families, I might as well think about how to make money from those rich people. Money, Huanong... not everyone can value your legacy."
Hua Nong: ....The newly rich people from Beijing and Hong Kong are tough when it comes to their words.
After Lu Jing'an finished quarreling with Huanong for a long time, he didn't hear Huanong's reaction. He glanced sideways and saw her face pale and huddled on the chair, holding her stomach.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"You are angry with me..."
"You look like I'm angry with you, like I fed you dichlorvos." Lu Jing'an was frightened by her pale face, and carried her to the sofa: "Stomachache?"
Huanong hummed weakly.
Lu Jing'an: ...."Painkillers or hot water?"
"All of them."
Lu Jing'an glanced at Huanong, took out his mobile phone and called the bodyguards downstairs, asking them to buy painkillers and bring them up.
Huanong had always known that there was someone around Lu Jingan, but this was the first time he heard him call to greet someone.
Huanong was curled up on the sofa wrapped in a blanket, and vaguely heard Lu Jingan leaving and coming back.
Immediately, a warm hand fell on his stomach and rubbed it slowly.
Huanong stared at Lu Jing'an with blurred eyes, and after thinking for a long time, he asked, "Do you have many ex-girlfriends?"
Lu Jingan's hand that was rubbing her belly paused, his face stiffened, and he pulled away.
Treating good intentions as donkey liver and lungs?
"Don't leave."
Huanong grabbed his arm and looked at him pitifully.
"Every man with some common sense knows this kind of thing. Who is Miss Hua trying to offend by saying this?"
Huanong curled his lips and had no interest in arguing with Lu Jingan.
After taking the painkillers, Huanong became completely honest.
Lying on the sofa and having my belly rubbed, I felt so comfortable that I almost snored.
Just like the puppet Xu Jiang raised...
When she's crazy, she dances all over the house, and when she lies down and lets people touch her, she's so well-behaved that people want to ravage her.
Lu Jingan's hand rubbing her belly paused, and he suddenly felt evil.
The next morning, when Huanong opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the bed.
The man who was awakened by urine sat up from the bed.
Immediately——the hula-la heat flowed out from the thigh.
Huanong: .....Day! Leaked?
There is nothing more embarrassing than having your aunt miss someone else's bed.
Huanong suddenly opened the quilt and saw large areas of bright red blood on the gray sheets.
The souls have all run away.
Will Lu Jing'an make her pay for her sheets this week?
Huanong had just left the bedroom to look for Lu Jingan when he saw a piece of paper on the bedside table.
"Appear in court at your own convenience"
The words are concise and to the point, without a word of nonsense.
Huanong thought for a moment, lifted the quilt, covered it with the sheets, and ran away...
At noon, Lu Jing'an finished her appearance in court. She looked at her phone. There was no WeChat or phone number from Huanong...it was not like her style.
I went back home before going back to the company. When I found the bedroom, I saw that the bedding on the bed was in a mess. I searched around but couldn't find anyone from Huanong. I picked up the note paper that fell on the sheets. As soon as my fingertips touched the note paper, I could vaguely see... A touch of scarlet.
Huh! Lu Jingan lifted the quilt.
Looking at the large pool of blood on the bed, my face turned dark...
........
"Master Ming and the birthday party, the invitation..." Chu Mi placed the invitation in her hand on the dressing table in front of Huanong.
"No," Huanong said lazily, applying skin care products.
"Lu Jing'an is also invited, and Fan Yini is also there. If you don't go, won't you create opportunities for the two of them?"
Huanong paused while applying skin care products.
Just as she was about to respond to Chu Mi, Ms. Yang called.
Urging her to go home.
Huanong hurried back and saw the ancestor of the Hua family sitting in the house.
My biological father is sixty years old this year, and my ancestors are still here in their eighties.
Huanong had an ominous premonition when he suddenly came back after spending these years cultivating himself abroad.
"grandmother."
The ancestor put his hand on the crutch, opened his eyes, looked at Huanong, and snorted: "Why do you still have a grandma like me in your eyes?"
"What are you talking about!" Huanong squatted next to the old lady, put his slender fingertips on her knees, and smiled coquettishly to please her.
When the ancestor's eyes glanced at Huanong's fingertips painted with pink nail polish, his expression changed: "Your father is about to die, and you are still dressed up in a gorgeous way. Why? Are you afraid that your father will die too late?"
"I--wow!" Just as Huanong was about to say something, the old lady threw a cup of tea on her face.
