Chapter 1282 He Does Not Admit It

She has billions of wealth, she is a movie queen, she is Yan Huan, she has her pride, and she also has her bottom line.

She put the lunch box aside and sat in the corner, holding her arms tightly. She was waiting, waiting for the ancestor to leave. As long as he left, she could go back.

And she smiled bitterly, why, her temper was so bad, if she couldn't swallow her breath, why would she have to wrong herself here, and why should she be here hungry, drinking the northwest wind.

It was still warmer in the corner, but she was really like a puppy from where she came from. No one wanted her, and she had no pity for her, so she huddled her body in a small corner and let the wind blow. It was raining.

She leaned her head against the wall and fell asleep like this. She was too cold.

"Huanhuan..."

"Huanhuan..."

Who is it, who is calling her?

She suddenly opened her eyes, and there was that white mist in front of her again. She didn't know how many times she had been here, but it seemed that she would come here many times. The road on the right was difficult to walk, and the road on the left, when she reached the end, she will wake up.

She closed her eyes, trying to find out where the sound came from, whether it was her here or somewhere else.

She turned around and walked to the right.

She didn't know why, she just wanted to know what was on the right, who was calling her, and what was the expectation in her heart?

However, just like she had done several times, it was the Yin force that was stopping her. Even if she took a step forward, she would be unable to bear the pain.

And in front of her, there seemed to be a transparent wall that she could not see. She stretched it out and placed it on the wall, and it seemed that she could touch it.

She put her hands on it hard and beat it hard.

She opened her mouth wide, but there was no sound. She put her head on it, and then hit it hard.

With a beeping sound, she raised her eyes and saw drops of blood falling down on the back of her hand, one by one...

Until there was a touch of coldness on her face, a touch of coldness that she didn't like.

She shook her head, as if she was in a dream, and it seemed that in an instant, until the wind with rain fell on her, it also blew her into an even more messy state. .

Still in the same little corner, she was just a puppy that no one wanted, pitifully waiting for someone to rescue her. Another drop of water fell on her face, which was extremely cold.

She raised her head and looked at the sky above her head. The sky was so leaden that it pressed down, and then the raindrops fell one after another from time to time on her body, her face, and her hair... …

It also started to warm the clothes on her body.

The weather in early spring can sometimes be as cold as the late spring cold. She was wearing very thin clothes. After a while, she was freezing and shivering. She huddled her clothes tightly together and opened the door. Right over there, she could go there, she could put down everything and go there, to pray, to wag her tail, to pretend to be pitiful.

However, she is not pitiful.

She is Yan Huan, and she is not a beggar.

It was not her turn to beg others to let her in, nor could she walk out and then go in on her knees.

She didn't want to embarrass herself, she hadn't fallen that far yet, so she just bit her red lips like this and let the rain fall on her body. In a short time, she was already wet.

The car drove back again, and then the door opened, and a man came out. He had already changed his clothes. He was wearing a standard three-piece suit. Yan Huan bit his fingers. It seemed that this man's clothes were also similar to his temperament. Likewise, being strict is also outrageous. She has never seen him wearing tank tops and shorts in the summer. Most of them are shirts and trousers. Even for shoes, she has never seen him wearing slippers. At most, he wears them for jogging in the morning. shoe

Of course, he is not like Lu Qin. Lu Qin's handsomeness is like that of a young boy who knows how to dress up and put on makeup in front of the camera. But Lu Yi is the opposite. This man is stiff and stiff all over his body. His temperament, stiff dress, and stiff expression.

It's no wonder that he is not popular with women. Otherwise, with such good conditions, how could he not even have a woman around him? No, isn't there a master wife of Jiejie?

The man suddenly stopped and his sharp eyes were on her.

Yan Huan couldn't help but shrink back. Well, she knew why this man was not destined to be a woman. Who would want to live with such a man? He didn't even have much emotion or romance at all.

Therefore, he and Master Miejie were a match made in heaven.

The door opened again and closed again.

And she pursed her lips, wondering if everyone had forgotten her. Could it be that her sense of existence was really so low? She was just the dust in the wind, no matter where it went. .

Not long after, the door opened again. Lu Yi was holding an umbrella in his hand, and the annoying Mr. Lu happened to be standing there under the umbrella.

"Grandpa, whether you like her or not, she is from Lu Qin's side. Don't kick her out in the future."

"Why can't I rush?" Mr. Lu didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. "Our Lu family cannot tolerate such an unruly woman."

"Everyone makes mistakes. Isn't it good to know her mistakes and correct them?"

"I don't believe she can change." Mr. Lu's voice was still full of energy, so Yan Huan thought that she might have to wait for many more years to turn the old man into an urn. If she lived like this, she didn't know whether she could hold her head high when she was forty, or whether she would not live to be forty at all. She might be tortured to death by this old man.

"How can he change?" Mr. Lu asked directly, "We in the Lu family don't require her to have a good family background or be very capable. We don't rely on the money she earns to eat, but she must be innocent. Innocent, do you understand the word innocent?"

"Whether innocent or not, she is already a member of the Lu family," Lu Yi said lightly. He would not argue with Mr. Lu, nor would he reason with him. Some reasons are more troublesome and difficult to explain to the old man than to a woman.

"I don't admit it."

It is impossible for Mr. Lu and his son to admit such a granddaughter-in-law.

"Whether you admit it or not, she was brought back by your grandson. Lu Yi's voice was cold in a few seconds, just like the spring rain at this time. All the funds for your grandson are hers, the clothes your daughter-in-law wears are hers, the jewelry she wears is hers, and the flowers are hers."