Chapter 782 I Like You

Now she is fine, she has both, whether it is smoking or drinking, she has a lot of them.

"Look at you now?" Mr. Lu pointed his finger at Yan Huan, and he was really disappointed. "I have never seen a woman as ugly and sloppy as you. Look, what kind of hair is this? It hasn't been washed or combed for a few days. The whole body smells. Are you still a woman?"

"It's not good to be a woman," Yan Huan grabbed a handful of hair again, "So, I plan to have a sex change operation in a few days and be a man."

"Get lost," Mr. Lu grabbed the cup on the table and threw it on the ground. Fortunately, the cup was made of hard plastic, not to mention falling, even if it was stepped on, it would not break.

"Why are you here?" Yan Huan yawned, feeling that she was addicted to smoking. She just wanted to send this big Buddha away and continue her life of drunkenness and dreaming.

"Do you need to care where I want to go?" Mr. Lu stood up from the wheelchair and stood in front of Yan Huan. Then he suddenly stretched out his hand. Yan Huan did not dodge, but she really thought that it was Mr. Lu and his son who were going to beat her.

Beat her, beat her, she would not hide, maybe someone would beat her up.

However, the imagined pain did not come. Mr. Lu just put his hand on her hair. It was really disgusting because she hadn't washed it for a few days. He said this again, but he still rubbed Yan Huan's hair, just like a child.

It's been a long time, I don't remember, Yan Huan narrowed her eyes and squeezed back the water in her eyes.

After she divorced Lu Yi, she became a person, and the one who came to see her was not Yi Ling, not Ye Shuyun, not anyone she knew, but Mr. Lu.

This old man who had disliked her for two lifetimes.

What, is he here to scold her or beat her?

Mr. Lu sat back in his wheelchair and asked Xiao Song to come in.

When the guard came in, he was sweating all over.

"Let's go," Mr. Lu asked the guard to push the wheelchair. The guard hurried over and pushed the wheelchair out.

Yan Huan just looked at their backs, with no joy or sadness in her eyes.

"What are you still standing there for?" Mr. Lu turned his head, as if Yan Huan was a fool from somewhere.

And Yan Huan was really stupid now, "If I'm not here, where am I?" This is her home, even if she dies, she will die here.

"Come with me," Mr. Lu was impatient, and his voice was always rushing. However, when he met someone, he was always rushing and his voice was not loud. Of course, in addition to his loud voice, he also had a bad temper. If he disagreed with someone, he would either beat or scold others. Yan Huan had seen this many times. This time, he would not drag her out to beat her, would he?

Forget it, she followed Mr. Lu without taking anything with her, but she just didn't understand why she had to sit in a wheelchair when she had a pair of good legs. The people in the Lu family were really weird.

She originally thought that Mr. Lu asked her to go back because he was going to beat her, but she was wrong. When she stood in the hospital where Mr. Lu lived, she realized why she was here again.

He was not going to beat her, but to kill her, right?

But she didn't do anything wrong. At most, she made his grandson wear a green hat, but his grandson didn't find a mistress. From this point of view, she and his grandson were the same.

She was still thinking about it here, but Mr. Lu himself was holding his own pot, sitting in a wheelchair, basking in the sun somewhere, and was in a daze.

And Yan Huan had never been so stupid before. She stayed in someone else's living room, but didn't know what to do?

"Miss Yan, this is your room. If you need anything, just come to me and I will do it," the guard opened a door and said to Yan Huan.

Yan Huan walked in. The house was antique and had the smell of logs. It was felt that time had passed here. It was unknown how many hundreds of years had passed, and it would continue to do so. It was unknown who would live here later, and which generation of the Lu family would be the descendants.

And to be honest, she was a little flattered to live here. This was a treatment that even Lu Jin and Lu Yi had not enjoyed, so how could it fall on her.

"I live here?" She asked again uncertainly.

"Yes," the guard nodded quickly, "This is what the chief ordered."

"How long do I have to live here?" Yan Huan asked again. Isn't this a disguised form of house arrest? But, why did Mr. Lu put her under house arrest? Do they have a grudge?

"Miss Yan can live as long as she wants," the guard smiled again, not caring at all about Yan Huan's current identity. It doesn't matter if she is a member of the Lu family or not. His attitude has always been the same.

"But, even if I live here, do I need to pack some things?"

Yan Huan lowered her head and tugged at her clothes. She only had one piece of clothing, and she didn't even have anything to change into.

"I can help you pack it. It's very convenient to have a car."

The guard was still smiling. He didn't hit a smiling person. Even if Yan Huan wanted to be angry, she had to be able to be angry. But now she didn't have any anger at all. She hadn't been angry for a long time.

Isn't she living a life of drunkenness and dreaming of death now? How come her life of drunkenness and her dreaming of death are completely different from what she imagined?

Soon after, she carried a box and walked into this antique room.

The room was very large, almost not like a house, but like a small apartment building, with a bedroom inside, a study outside, and a bathroom, and she lived here.

In fact, it's the same no matter where you live, but it seems to be better here, yes, it's really better.

There are absolutely no reporters here, and no one will come here. It seems to be the best place to live a life of drunkenness and dreaming. No, she thought about it. As long as she has a little smell of smoke on her body, she will be yelled at by Mr. Lu, and she will be stunned. Even if she wants to be decadent, she needs a good environment. Being yelled at by Mr. Lu every day, she feels like she has come to a zoo or a primeval forest. All emotions finally become helpless and bored.

Where is there any state that allows her to live a life of drunkenness and dreaming.

"Why did you ask me to come here?" Yan Huan asked Mr. Lu, "Don't you always say that actors are heartless and cousins ​​are indifferent? Look at me, I have done what you said, shouldn't you be very happy? Shouldn't you point your finger at me and scold me?"