Yan Jingxi held the broom and continued to clean, deliberately sweeping in his direction, as if he was going to sweep him away.

Lu Muqing stared at her little face with pursed lips, as if she had been wronged, but she used her strength and senselessness to cover it up.

With pity in his eyes, Lu Muqing held her broom, locked her softly with his eyes, and asked meaningfully, "Then what I did just now was a good thing or an idle thing?" ”

Yan Jingxi looked coldly at the man with outstanding demeanor in front of him.

He has the traits of a mature man, handsome, rich, status, power, and talent, and can easily make women happy.

However, the game of moths to the fire really didn't suit her.

Yan Jingxi raised the corners of his mouth, confirmed this misunderstanding, cut off his thoughts, and also cut off the possibility between them, and said: "I shouldn't have done it regardless of the occasion and place, teacher, I'm sorry." ”

Lu Muqing's eyes dimmed, there was no luster, and there was pure darkness left.

My heart felt like I was entangled in vines, and I was a little uncomfortable, and the sourness was squeezed out.

He let go of the broom and said in a deep voice, "It seems that I am really nosy." Do whatever you want. ”

Lu Muqing turned around, picked up his bag, and strode out of the door.

Yan Jingxi heard the sound of the car engine and knew that he was going out.

Some moist mist appeared in the eyes again.

What could she say, wasn't his current estrangement what she wanted?

A man without a heart, she doesn't care, and she won't let herself try to care.

Yan Jingxi took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, indifferently cleaned up the next hygiene, finished dinner, cleaned up the garbage in the apartment, and after everything was done, he looked at the time, it was half past five, and Lu Muqing did not come back.

The phone rang suddenly.

Yan Jingxi saw that it was Feng Ruyan's caller ID and answered.

"Where are you now?" Feng Ruyan's tone was extraordinarily kind today.

"In Uncle Lu Youran's apartment, dinner has just been made, is there anything wrong?" Yan Jingxi asked.

"Today, you ask Lu Youran's uncle for a leave of absence, come back for dinner, I have something to tell you." Feng Ruyan said.

"What's the matter?" Yan Jingxi had a bad premonition in his heart.

"It's good that you come back, where is so much nonsense." At the last sentence, Feng Ruyan lowered his voice and hung up the phone.

Yan Jingxi sighed, thinking that since Feng Ruyan's approval, it would be good for her not to stay tonight to face Lu Muqing.

She sent a text message to Lu Muqing.

"Today my mom called me home for dinner, and dinner was already on the table."

Yan Jingxi sent it out, and until she went home, she didn't receive a reply from Lu Muqing on her mobile phone.

Yan Jingxi glanced at the phone screen, and there was a strange loss in his heart.

Forget it, it's good not to reply to her.

Yan Jingxi walked in and saw Lu Youran sitting on the sofa.

Look at each other.

On the top of the sofa was a crystal lamp, and the light fell on his handsome face, reflecting a rippling luster in his cold eyes.

Yan Rui stood behind Lu Youran like a happy bird, his nails painted with black oil paint pressed on his shoulders, Feng Ruyan brought the dishes to the table, and Yan Yucheng sat on the north balcony wearing reading glasses and reading the newspaper.

In that picture, handsome men and beautiful women, father and mother's love, Yan Jingxi felt as if he was an extra discordant piece in the painting.

She raised the corners of her bitter mouth, stepped into the living room, walked in front of Feng Ruyan, and shouted very respectfully: "Mom." ”

He turned to the direction of Yan Yucheng and shouted, "Dad." ”