Xiaoxing was a little happy to see Lu Yan, her round black eyes reflected Lu Yan's face, her little hand loosened the neckline of Yan, and grabbed the collar of Lu Yan's suit.

Grinning, smiling, crooked eyes, long eyelashes.

She couldn't understand that Lu Yan was angry.

Yan Yu didn't answer Lu Yan's question, but said with a smile: "Little Star misses you." ”

Lu Yan lowered his eyes and glanced at the little star, met her pure eyes, fleshy white skin, and he hugged her for the first time.

Little Star lay on his father's chest, rubbing, saliva running all over his shoulders.

Lu Yan has grown so big, he probably hasn't held a child yet, his fingers are a little stiff, I don't know why the child is so soft, soft as if there are no bones, and so soft that it seems to melt his cold heart.

But he knows better than anyone that it's because of this kid.

Yan Yu will marry into the Lu family, and Xia Xia will leave because of this.

The woman who appeared with Lu Yan also walked over, she was tall and beautiful, she only glanced at Yan Yu, and didn't take her seriously.

"Mr. Lu, is this your nanny?"

The main reason is that Yan Yu is dressed too low-key, even though she knows that Mrs. Lu's bloated back is often photographed in the tabloids, but she never thought that a rich wife would dress so ordinary.

Lu Yan's condensed gaze officially fell on Yan Yu's body.

For a long time, he hadn't seen words very seriously, and his impression of her was still stuck in the first encounter in the hospital - her face was as pale as paper, her skin was not very good, her appearance was not outstanding, and she was even obese, so fat that he would not remember it at second sight.

Even now, when she is in a better mood, her already white skin is becoming more and more white and tender, and a pair of black eyes are clearly visible.

But still fat.

A casual sneer flashed at the corners of his eyebrows, Cinderella married into a wealthy family, lost her magic, and was still just an ordinary Cinderella.

If she were just Cinderella, he would be willing to treat her better, but unfortunately, her mind is comparable to that of a vicious stepmother.

The metaphor ignores the woman's nasty words and ignores her.

It's just that this woman is not interested, and she seems to be coquettish again, and says it again.

Yan Yu took back the little star from Lu Yan's hand, smiled, and just wanted to fight back, Lu Yan twisted his eyebrows, pulled the corners of his lips, and his voice was cold, almost warm: "Your nanny is dressed so coldly?"

Yan Yu's face was slightly pale, and his back was straight.

She turned her head generously and looked at the woman, there was no shame on her face, no discomfort at all, a natural room demeanor.

"So I'm not a nanny, let me introduce myself, I'm Lu Yan's wife, Yanyu, hello. ”

There is a saying that beauty is in the bones, not in the skin.

This is the metaphor of this stage.

Her eyes were amazingly bright and shockingly cold, as if she was not wearing cheap clothes, and her figure was not still fat, and the other party was a little chilly, and she couldn't even respond to a hello.

Lu Yan didn't have the heart to see the two of them talking here, he put it in his pocket and said softly: "Yanyu, you go back, take the children out in the future, and bring the two nannies with you." ”

He turned and walked away, his long legs out of the way.

The woman followed him, her back was cold, and she muttered: "It's really your wife, your wife is the same as the media said, scheming and vicious, and ugly." ”

Lu Yan's footsteps stopped, looking at her sideways, his dark eyes were as deep as the ocean, frozen for thousands of miles, and thousands of waves were hidden, not knowing when they would roll up.

But the woman's heart trembled, and the chill was deep, and she knew that she was out of play.

But that doesn't mean ...... Does Lu Yan hate his wife too?