Chapter 8: First Meeting
"You, you...... Do you remember that he was your husband? The old lady and the people around her looked at Lu Jiaoyang in disbelief.
You must know that Lu Jiaoyang is bent on divorcing Shen Changhe, and she doesn't admit it at all, Shen Changhe is her husband, and now, she is embarrassed to take this matter out!
It's just ...... It's shameless!
At this moment, the door opened, and it was Qin Feng who walked out. He stood there and glanced at Lu Jiaoyang, his eyes were still full of disgust as the last time they met in the hospital, but his tone was quite polite, "Mr. Shen called you in." ”
Liang Qian watched the show for a long time, and she didn't plan to follow Lu Jiaoyang in, so as not to implicate Shen Changhe's anger, and said to Lu Jiaoyang: "Jiaoyang, the agent still has something to do, so I'll go back first." ”
Lu Jiaoyang was not surprised to see that she was leaving. She can see that this Liang Qian is polite enough if she doesn't stab you twice when you encounter a problem! So, don't expect her to stand up for you.
……
She didn't say anything, and followed Qin Feng into the living room, and the water on her body was dripping wet, making it all over the floor.
Lu Jiaoyang didn't remember any of the people outside, but she felt that she had hated Shen Changhe!
After all, this husband has not met yet, so he gave her a few surprises in a row.
"Sir, she's coming." Qin Feng walked directly to Shen Changhe's side, like a shadow, standing behind Shen Changhe.
Lu Jiaoyang's angry gaze also fell on Shen Changhe, but she was stunned when she saw it!
This......
It's spring, the temperature is not high, and it's still a little cool.
I saw Shen Changhe sitting on a single sofa, wearing a black sweater, black trousers, and his hair was also black, which looked soft, and his bangs hung down, blocking his eyebrows. In a moment, his black three-dimensional thick eyebrows can be seen looming.
Maybe it's because I haven't been exposed to the sun much recently, my skin is white, my clothes and pants are black, and my hands that are extremely cleanly trimmed are very conspicuous.
A man with good-looking hands makes it easy for people to have a good impression.
So much so that even if he was wearing sunglasses and couldn't see his eyes, with his delicate lips and hard jaw line, Lu Jiaoyang felt that this man was very good-looking!
Although he was already the father of a child, this man looked like a young man in his early twenties, a far cry from the greasy middle-aged man she imagined.
Even though he had just spilled the water, and there were still wet marks on his black clothes and pants, it still gave people a clean feeling.
Lu Jiaoyang swallowed his saliva angrily, thinking: Is this person really her husband?
The man who is said to be so scummy that he still arranges for someone to splash her water?
Shen Changhe sat on the chair, looking at Lu Jiaoyang through sunglasses, she still looked angry when she first came in, just like he remembered, but at this moment, after seeing him, the anger in her eyes seemed to be burned out by something at once.
There's even a little curiosity in my eyes.
He looked at her, and she looked at him.
Neither of them spoke, so that the atmosphere was strangely silent for a while.
Qin Feng's gaze fell on Lu Jiaoyang, he didn't understand what this woman was doing, stunned? Or stupid?
Can't speak?
He coughed, and Lu Jiaoyang immediately sobered up.
This is not to blame her, there are too few handsome men in life, and there are even fewer people who are handsome like him!