Lu Qingyan’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly. Jiang Nanshu rarely called him ‘husband’. Sometimes she would call him that to coax him when she needed something; otherwise, she always called him by his name.
Ye Yuan, sitting in the driver’s seat, tactfully raised the partition, blocking the view from the back seat.
Lu Qingyan tossed the documents aside, pulled Jiang Nanshu close, and kissed her red lips, his voice slightly husky: “Call me again.”
“Husband.”
Lu Qingyan chuckled: “A cup of milk tea is enough to win you over.”
“What you gave is different.”
“Mmm.”
He lowered his head and kissed Jiang Nanshu’s lips again.
After Lu Qingyan left, a blonde woman with long, wavy hair emerged from the coffee shop next to where Jiang Nanshu was eating fried chicken.
She was wearing sunglasses, had heavy makeup on, and was holding a cigarette in her hand.
After taking a deep drag, she threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it out with her high heels. She then took off her sunglasses and pinned them to the top of her head, revealing her brightly made-up eyes.
She squinted as she watched Lu Qingyan’s car speed away, then took a photo out of her bag.
The first photo was of Jiang Nanshu, who was photographed while pregnant. There were also several photos of Lu Qingyan accompanying Jiang Nanshu to her prenatal checkup.
She slowly exhaled a smoke ring and said to the man beside her, “This is Mr. Lu’s girlfriend?”
The man in black corrected her, “Miss Yu, this is Mr. Lu’s wife. They’re married.”
Yu Zhuyin frowned: “Is he telling the truth? He has a wife and a child?”
The man in black nodded: “Yes, Miss.”
She crushed the photos with her beautiful manicured nails and snorted coldly, “Then they can just divorce. He can still marry me. I don’t mind if he’s divorced. I’ve finally met someone who makes my heart flutter; I don’t want to give up so easily.”
The man in black said, “Miss, the boss won’t agree.”
Yu Zhuyin raised her chin proudly: “My brother can’t control me. Go and arrange a meeting with Lu Qingyan for me. I want to talk to him personally.”
The man in black was speechless.
He had rejected her for almost a month in southern Myanmar, and now she had chased him all the way to China.
Lu Qingyan’s power was considerable; it was not to be trifled with, especially after arriving on his territory.
However, this principle was beyond the comprehension of Yu Zhuyin, who had been pampered since childhood.
“Yes.” The man in black replied, hoping his young mistress would learn her lesson after hitting a wall.
When Lu Qingyan learned that Yu Zhuyin had come to China, he was preparing dinner for Jiang Nanshu.
Because she was craving crispy fried pork, he fried some for her in the kitchen, and the oil sizzled.
Lu Qingyan’s eyes were dark.
“Lu Qingyan, are you done yet? I’m hungry.”
Hearing Jiang Nanshu’s voice, Lu Qingyan put his phone back in his pocket, his voice tinged with amusement: “Almost done. Sit down for a bit.”
The crispy pork was ready. Lu Qingyan had even prepared a small dish of tomato sauce for her.
“Eat up. There are still a few dishes left. We can eat as soon as they’re cooked.”
Jiang Nanshu waved to Lu Qingyan and then eagerly ate the crispy pork. It was a little hot, but tasted delicious. She generously gave Lu Qingyan a thumbs-up.
Seeing her enjoy her meal, Lu Qingyan felt a deep sense of satisfaction.
This was the life he had longed for. He didn’t want anyone to disturb his happiness.
After finishing his meal, Lu Qingyan put the dishes back in the dishwasher.
The doorbell rang, so Jiang Nanshu, who had intended to go upstairs, took a detour.
Lu Qingyan came out of the kitchen and stopped Jiang Nanshu from leaving. He smiled and led her to the stairwell, saying, “I’ll go open the door. You go upstairs and rest. I’ll apply anti-stretch mark oil to you after you take a shower.”
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