Chapter 53 Is It Rare that He Changes His Taste?

Jiang Li was so excited that she ran into the public bathroom in the living room.

From time to time, servants would come to use the bathroom here. It was really unsightly for Jiang Li to stand here like a door god.

But she had just thrown her coat back. If she took it again this time, Lu Yan might not be so easy to talk to.

It was just the smell of lily of the valley perfume. She had been forced to spray it for more than a year. She was immune to it no matter how disgusting it was. There was really no need to worry about such a small matter.

Lu Yan guessed that she might not want to wear his coat.

"You want to cut off your relationship with me so much, but it's too early to want to destroy the bridge before crossing the river."

The coat in Lu Yan's hand fell on her shoulders again, and without waiting for her to resist, he put her body and arms in from top to bottom with the buttons.

Then he put his arm around her shoulders and took her out of the bathroom.

As they walked to the living room, he leaned over to her side and whispered, "Your attitude was abnormal just now. Grandma and the others should be worried in the living room. If you don't want to cause trouble, just be good."

No wonder Lu Yan was so easy to talk to today. He offered to help her get clothes delivered after being slapped by her.

But Jiang Li couldn't bear to let her grandmother feel upset about their affairs.

If the divorce didn't alarm her grandmother, she could quietly leave her grandmother's life, which would be the best way.

Jiang Li obediently let Lu Yan hug her and go back to the restaurant together.

Grandma asked her worriedly why her eyes were red.

Jiang Li explained that the seasoning in the squirrel mandarin fish splashed into her eyes just now, and she ran to the bathroom to wash it before she recovered.

Grandma Lu saw that Jiang Li's cheeks were wet, she was wrapped in Lu Yan's suit jacket, and there were water stains under the hem of her skirt. She thought that she was worried about her eyes and it was inconvenient, so the water got on her body.

Then she looked at her grandson who was hugging someone next to her, and then she scolded him: "You are a bit sensible. Take Xiao Li upstairs to change clothes quickly. Don't catch a cold."

As grandma said this, a cunning flashed in her kind eyes, and her wrinkled face was dyed with a mischievous look, which made her look much smoother.

"Xiao Li, try on the new clothes that grandma bought for you. Do you like it? It's a pity that you can't see it, otherwise I would have bought matching clothes for Xiao Yan, so that he can wear it for you to see."

"I can change it to let her touch it in the evening."

Grandma Lu knew that Lu Yan was just following her words to make Jiang Li happy.

She also laughed happily.

Lu Yan was born different from others. He had no joy or sorrow.

For him, the difference between anyone and anything was just what he should and shouldn't do.

The beginning of his marriage with Jiang Li might not be perfect, and it was inevitable that they would encounter various problems in the middle.

As long as the ending was a happy ending, Grandma Lu would be satisfied.

Flowers don't stay red for a hundred days, and there is no good relationship between husband and wife for a hundred days.

Occasionally, they quarreled and had temper tantrums. As long as one party was willing to coax them, there was still hope.

Jiang Li went upstairs to avoid the sight of the two old people downstairs, and then trotted a few steps to avoid Lu Yan behind him, groped into the room first, and turned around to lock the door.

"When the clothes are delivered later, just hang them on the door."

"Mrs. Lu really treats me as a servant?"

"You broke the clothes, so it's reasonable for you to pay for one."

Jiang Li leaned against the door and waited for a few minutes. When she heard the footsteps outside the door going away, she left with confidence and walked in against the wall, sitting on the stool in front of the dressing table.

She faced the mirror with her back straight, holding her face with both hands. She couldn't see the mirror, but she could feel the hot temperature of her cheeks.

Hotter than her face was her left hand.

Just now, she actually slapped Lu Yan with this hand.

In the past, she would not dare to touch Lu Yan even if her hand was chopped off.

Fortunately, Lu Yan didn't have the habit of beating women, otherwise she would not be able to walk out of the old house intact today.

If anyone wants to blame someone, it should be Lu Yan himself. He is shameless and takes advantage of her every time.

She will put a few bottles of anti-wolf spray in her bag later.

They have applied for separation, and she does not need to fulfill any obligations to him.

If he touches her again when they meet in the future, she will be rude to him.

Jiang Li patted her cheeks and praised herself in her heart. She performed very well.

As long as she continues, sooner or later she will be able to divorce completely and get rid of Lu Yan.

There was a knock on the door outside. The villa is an hour's drive away from the old house.

Lu Yan's voice urged outside, "Open the door."

Jiang Li walked over suspiciously and asked against the door panel: "Did the servant deliver the clothes so soon?"

"I have an emergency meeting. I hung it on the door for you. Take it yourself."

Lu Yan said, hanging the bag in his hand on the door handle.

It is really boring for his wife who has been married for more than a year to live under the same roof, lock the door, and guard against him like a thief. He is not a person who will eat anything if he is hungry and will eat a few bites even if the cow does not eat grass.

Anyway, let the little woman make trouble. The law clearly stipulates that divorce will only be granted if the separation lasts for more than two years.

As long as she is allowed to stay in the property under his name for one night every once in a while, she will never be able to wait for two years of separation in this life.

Lu Yan has his own plan. The entire third floor of the old house was used by him before marriage. After he moved out after marriage, his grandparents still kept the room layout for him and arranged for someone to clean it regularly.

The study also has books he has read since he was a child, and the daily office supplies are all used in the past.

Directly open the laptop to connect to the video conference.

He should have devoted himself to work, but during the video conference, he reduced the video interface and opened the real-time monitoring screen of the third floor.

Seeing the room where Jiang Li was, the door was quiet for a long time before a small hand stretched out, groped for the paper bag hanging on the door handle, quickly took it away and closed the door again.

Like a snail with a shell that only showed a little bit of tentacles from its shell and immediately retracted after taking a bite of food.

The people in the video saw their usual cold-faced president staring at them through the computer with a kind face, and the arc at the corner of his lips was even more terrifying than when he was angry and scolding without smiling.

This weekend, Secretary Shen was also at home in a neat professional suit with exquisite makeup.

She was the one who hosted and translated this cross-border video conference.

Just as she finished her speech, she noticed that Lu Yan was staring at her big screen in the video. She looked down at the collar of her white lace shirt that was specially opened today, moved her body to sit at the front of the chair, straightened her back, and let the camera from above take a clearer picture of the ravines and ridges in the middle of her upper body from top to bottom.

Lu Yan stared at the door panel in the real-time monitoring for a long time, thinking about the little woman trying on the clothes he took back from his handbag in the room, and the content of the video conference in the microphone was fragmented.

Secretary Shen called him several times and finally called him back to his senses.

Lu Yan then focused his attention on the meeting again.

Jiang Li took the handbag, opened it, took out the clothes inside, spread them flat on the bed, and fumbled with both hands to identify the front and back.

Her fingers touched the dark pattern of camellia on the collar, and she was slightly stunned to find that this was not any of her clothes in the villa.

Sure enough, she touched it further down, in addition to the dark pattern of camellia from top to bottom, there was also a tag that had not been removed at the hem.

Jiang Li felt the logo on it, and it was indeed the style of the Xiangxiang series.

She had seen the clothes for Xiangxiang's new quarterly press conference on her PDA before.

There was a black Chanel-style dress with a dark pattern of camellia with fine gold threads on the collar, and the style was very similar to this one.

What’s even more rare is that it’s not the smoky purple and lily of the valley colors that Lu Yan prefers…