Chapter 38 Do You Have the Nerve to Do It but Not the Nerve to Admit It?

Lu Yan has always had a bad sleep, and most of the time he goes to work when he can't sleep.

After marrying Jiang Li, every time he finishes work, he waits for her to fall asleep due to exhaustion, and then he leaves to work in the study. He gets sleepy in the middle of the night, and is worried that his poor sleep will affect her, so he simply sleeps in separate rooms.

Since the little woman moved out of the apartment, he still sleeps in his own room, but the little sleepiness he had originally had completely disappeared.

Often he would work for dozens of hours in a row, and his body would feel physiologically uncomfortable. He would lie on the bed and force himself to close his eyes to rest, and the image of the little woman busy in the villa would linger in his mind.

The existence that he had never cared about before suddenly left, and the villa was so empty that it made people feel uneasy.

Jiang Li pulled her wrist out of his palm, walked to the sofa and lay down.

The sofa in the VIP ward was big enough for her to lie down and turn over at will.

She was only responsible for taking care of Lu Yan's life, not for sleeping with him.

"Mrs. Lu, let's do a deal. If you stay with me for one night, I'll give you 100,000 yuan. How about that?"

"I'll stay here to take care of you. Mr. Lu wants to hire someone else."

"You can stay up for three days and three nights to repair and play a bunch of broken pianos to earn 10,000 yuan. You can earn ten times more money by staying with me for one night. Why does Mrs. Lu have to go against money?"

"How do you know?"

Jiang Li took orders to adjust 20 old pianos. Even the two music teachers who helped her and her employer Fan Peng didn't know that she stayed up at night to adjust and play the pianos.

Now that her little secret was exposed by Lu Yan on the spot, she was still angry after the embarrassment. "Mr. Lu would do such a shameful thing?"

A few days ago, Jiang Li was beaten in the head by Jiang's mother and was hospitalized. She asked her family to call Lu Yan.

Lu Yan mistakenly thought she was following him on the phone and warned him to put away those little tricks that women don't like.

Now that the same words were returned, Jiang Li was relieved but not happy.

No wonder she smelled the familiar mint cigarette smell when she tuned the piano in the classroom those days.

But it was always quiet outside the window, and no cigarette butts were found in the corridor the next day.

And the old man she met on the roadside that day was obviously enthusiastic and talkative at first, but he was silent all the way after she got in the car. The strong wind blew, and there was always a familiar faint mint tobacco smell, and the traffic police brother's kind reminder. She thought these were just illusions...

The facts surfaced, and Jiang Li couldn't tell what she was secretly expecting in her heart?

Lu Yan watched the surveillance of the villa for more than a year and learned that the little woman had suffered so much grievance under his nose.

No matter what the mentality is, it is not very upright to secretly stare at people for three days without sleep.

So that day, when she saw the little woman with a blind stick exploring the way repeatedly failed to stop a car in the wilderness, she gave her Lincoln to the farm vehicle uncle as collateral, and drove the sheep cart into the city without telling her identity. If this matter was known by those annoying friends in the group, I am afraid he would laugh at him for the rest of his life.

"One Meng Qingyan is not enough, and now there is another Fan Peng. Why didn't you realize that Mrs. Lu is so popular before?"

"You investigated me?"

"Mrs. Lu has the face to do it, but not to let others know?"

Jiang Li had explained her relationship with Meng Qingyan before.

Lu Yan didn't believe it.

Now he suspected her relationship with Fan Peng again.

"It doesn't matter, whatever you think."

They will get divorced sooner or later anyway, and she didn't want to waste her breath.

Jiang Li's perfunctory attitude completely aroused Lu Yan's temper.

"What do you mean it doesn't matter? Tell me, is it important if I catch you and a wild man in bed? Jiang Li, we haven't divorced yet!"

"Are there any differences between a marriage in name only and the lack of a divorce certificate?"

"Do you mean you want to play with me separately?"

In the past year of marriage, Lu Yan had never paid attention to her life or death except for returning home once or twice a month.

Jiang Li had expected it, tried hard to change it, and even tried to take the initiative to participate in his life.

But it was all in vain. Now she had completely seen the nature of this marriage that existed in name only. When she hoped that he would ignore her existence as before, he suddenly appeared again and again, interfering with her normal life.

"I have applied for separation. I will not care who Mr. Lu wants to play with and how he wants to play during this period. Please stay away from my life... um..."

The man who walked to the sofa at some point held the outspoken woman in his arms, sealed her with a kiss, bit off her words that made his chest swell, and swallowed them whole.

"I said that if you mention it again, it means that you agree to let me eat you, Mrs. Lu..."

The hoarse voice was so charming in the night.

Jiang Li suddenly seemed to fall on a small boat on the sea. The storm came too fast, and the ruthless waves swept her away. She was like a floating duckweed floating in the sea. She just struggled to expose her head to breathe a breath of oxygen, and was once again drowned by the man's strength.

Like drowning, she was infinitely indulging in the circle of strong masculine aura.

Lu Yan punished the ignorant little woman in his arms in his own way, leading her to sink deeply into the obsession, and he couldn't help himself...

The phone rang with a familiar melody at this time.

The ringtone of the piano piece "White Nightmare" completely pulled Jiang Li out of her intoxication.

Everything just now seemed like a nightmare, and her body's reaction reminded her that it was really happening.

She resisted and rejected his approach in her heart, but she couldn't help falling into the pleasure he brought again and again.

Jiang Li despised himself in his heart, but was thankful that the call came in time.

Pushing the man on her body away to answer the phone, she stood up and sat on the sofa, picking up her panicked heartbeat and arranging her messy clothes.

Bai Mengchu's voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone, and the intermittent crying was infinitely amplified in the quiet night.

Jiang Li wanted to temporarily escape to the living room on the other side of the ward, but Lu Yan grabbed his wrist and carried him back, "Why are you leaving? Are you feeling guilty?"

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Li's face was flushed, and he had not yet recovered from the ambiguous tide just now. His big, dull eyes looked naive under the dim night light.

For a moment, Lu Yan couldn't tell whether she was a good actress or if she was really innocent?

"Your mother broke Bai Mengchu's hand on the eve of the concert. Wasn't she ordered by you?"

There was a "bang" in Jiang Li's head, as if something exploded inside.

He repeated Lu Yan's words in confusion.

"My mother broke Bai Mengchu's hand? How could she break her hand? She couldn't possibly..."

Lu Yan was not a person who was used to sitting together, but the time when Jiang Li's mother hurt someone was too coincidental.

Tomorrow was her apprenticeship recital. Except for Jiang Li, he couldn't think of any reason for Jiang's mother to hurt a pianist's hand.

Without giving Jiang Li a chance to explain, Lu Yan got into a wheelchair and dragged Jiang Li to the emergency room downstairs.