Chapter 717: A Couple in Disharmony

"It's better to starve to death," Yan Huan said directly.

"Fat to death."

"I'm still a long way from being fat, your Lu family's food can't make me fat."

"Who told you to eat?" Old Master Lu stood up with a whimper.

"If I don't eat, your wife will cry and your son will feel uncomfortable." Yan Huan said coldly again.

Old Master Lu walked around, his face was red and his neck was thick with anger, but he was helpless. He couldn't beat him or scold him. After a while, he was so angry that it seemed that blood was coming out of his face.

When the guards brought the food, the old Lu and his son strode over, picked up the chopsticks, and quickly picked up the dishes and started eating.

"My Lu family's food, I eat it myself, if you want to eat it, go back to your own home."

Yan Huan just listened to it with one ear and let it out with the other. Whatever he said, he said, and what she wanted to do was her business.

She also sat down, holding chopsticks and eating dishes. She was very satisfied with Mr. Lu's dishes because there was little meat, and she just loved eating vegetables.

"You eat so much, are you a pig?" Mr. Lu threw the chopsticks and bowl directly.

"You eat more than me," Yan Huan picked up the dishes and ate slowly, "If you don't want to eat, you can sit in your wheelchair, I will eat by myself."

"You are dreaming," Mr. Lu picked up the chopsticks again and shoveled the dishes into his bowl. Yan Huan was not picky about food anyway, so she ate whatever she had now. Although most of it might have gone into Mr. Lu's stomach, it was enough to fill her stomach. Of course, Mr. Lu couldn't be so cruel and leave Yan Huan with such a little residue.

Yan Huan was full and ready to go home, and then sleep for a while. She was living a life of drunkenness and dreams now, eating and sleeping, and then eating.

"I'm leaving," she patted her clothes. She put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth, and left, while Mr. Lu glared at her, which was enough to kill her.

"Don't come tomorrow."

"The nanny at home has asked for leave, I will come for lunch," Yan Huan turned around and left, and Mr. Lu was so angry that he really wanted to hit her with something, and his eyes were about to turn red.

When Yan Huan reached the door, the guard ran out.

"Miss Yan, you must come tomorrow."

"Grandpa doesn't welcome me," Yan Huan spread her hands, "You saw it too, I'm afraid one day, I'll make him angry, and he'll really hit me with something."

"No, no," the guard shook his head hurriedly, "Although the chief's temper is a little bad, he doesn't hit women. Every time you come, the chief can't get out of the wheelchair for a few days, eats more, and is in better spirits, so you must come. Don't worry, first of all, his heart is very good, he won't be angry to death."

"I know," Yan Huan nodded to the guard, turned around and left

Grandpa Lu's temper is like this, otherwise she wouldn't come. It's because she found out that she knows how to get along with such a person. Otherwise, if she was still the same as in the previous life, even if she was beaten to death, she would never get close to Grandpa Lu. This is not asking for a beating, this is what to do.

For an old man who has lost his grandson, no matter what he did before, it's all in the past. No matter how he embarrassed Yan Huan before, Yan Huan has forgotten it. What is there to forgive now? No matter how unforgivable it was, it could be forgiven for Lu Yi's sake.

She tied her scarf again, but the wind still cut her face, causing unbearable pain. She stretched out her hand, and there were still clear frostbite on her fingers. She didn't know when it would heal, let alone whether it would come back next year.

She opened the door and walked in. The house was empty. There was really nothing except the sound of her footsteps. She didn't lie. The nanny did have something to do recently, so she took a few days off. And Yan Huan didn't want to go into the kitchen. She ate alone and didn't know how much to cook. She did cook it, but she didn't want to eat it, so she went to Mr. Lu's place to eat for a few days.

She opened the door and didn't turn on the light. She took advantage of the almost invisible darkness in front of her and walked in.

She walked to the bed, took off her clothes, and lay on the soft quilt.

There seemed to be no smell on the quilt, no smell of laundry detergent, no smell of sunshine, and no smell of Lu Yi. Sometimes she desperately wanted to find and recall what Lu Yi smelled like, but after searching for so long, two years, she had to admit that there was no such clean fragrance of kapok in the world.

Lu Yi was gone, and that smell disappeared along with Lu Yi.

"Lu Yi, I'm a little lonely, what do you say? In fact, I'm far from being as strong as you think. She grabbed the quilt on her body and shrank her body up, in a self-protective posture, and shrank herself into a small corner of the big bed. In the room, there was nothing except her breathing."

At first she was still counting her breathing, and then, in a daze, she seemed to be asleep, but it seemed that she didn't.

When she opened her eyes again, it was almost dawn outside. In fact, whether it was dawn or dark outside, it didn't seem to affect her. She was afraid of the dark before, but now she likes it more.

After lying down for a while, she finally sat up, went out to make herself a cup of milk, held it in one hand, walked to the computer, sat down, turned on the computer, and looked through today's news.

Don't think that she doesn't participate in any activities or accept interviews, which means she wants to isolate herself from the world and never ask about worldly affairs. It's not like that. Although she doesn't appear in front of the public, it doesn't mean that her news is blocked. She knows what she should know, and Rowling will tell her what she shouldn't know.

So she knows everything that happens in the entertainment industry.

Ziguanhuaer, a national tour road show, Su Qin and his wife are sweet and dog-abuse, Ziguanhua is blooming, and the reputation is off the charts.

There are also many photos on it, one of which is Lu Qin holding Su Muren's hand. The two are talking about something, Su Muren is smiling, and Lu Qin is looking at her intently. It's not difficult to feel how the relationship between the two is.

This is simply a fancy dog-abuse all the way.

Yan Huan turned over another page, then picked up the milk and drank it slowly, one sip at a time.

Can a couple who appear to be in harmony but are actually not in harmony really be so loving? She talked to herself. However, she felt that she was thinking too much and meddling too much. Whether they were in love or not was none of her business. In this life, she and Lu Qin had nothing to do with each other, and Su Muren would never have to use her blood again in his lifetime.