After getting in the car, Ji Kang turned around and asked, "Sister Wenlu, where is your home?" ”

"Xiangbin Community." Wen Lu replied.

"I live in Xiangya Community, not far away!" As if he had discovered something new, Ji Kang said to the driver: "Go to Xiangbin Community." ”

Qin Ran went home and cooked porridge, remembering that she had brought food to Lu Yan last time, and left the lunch box at Lu Yan.

Pat your head, your own memory!

Hurriedly called Wen Lu and asked about the lunch box, but even if Wen Lu had Qin Ran there, he had to buy another one, after all, he would use it right now.

After the phone was connected, it was Lu Yan's immature "Hey", and the boredom in Qin Ran's heart disappeared when she heard it.

"Xiaoyan, is your mother here?"

Xiao Yan also heard Qin Ran's voice, and suddenly jumped up and down, "Yes, yes, mom and grandma are making dumplings, I'll help my aunt call," followed by a distant voice, "Mom, little aunt is calling." ”

After a while, Wen Lu's voice came, "Qin Ran, what's the matter?" ”

"It's nothing, I left the lunch box with you last time I delivered food to Xiaoyan, and I found out that it was gone when I wanted to use it now, when will I pick it up."

"Look at my memory, is anyone sick?" Otherwise, what does Qin Ran want to do with the lunch box, "I was going to send it to you several times, but I forgot about it." ”

"Senior Brother Ji is sick today and didn't come to work, I boiled porridge and prepared to go to see him, he hasn't eaten for a day, and he won't get better if he doesn't eat something."

"Ji Kang is sick?" Wen Lu was a little surprised.

"Yes."

After being silent for a while, Wen Lu said: "Otherwise, I'm quite close to his house, and I'll make porridge to see him in a while." ”

"That's fine," Qin Ran didn't have to toss back and forth, it just so happened that Wen Lu was always sick because of Lu Yan, and she also had experience in taking care of people.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Ran remembered a question, are Wen Lu and Ji Kang very familiar? Why does he even know where Ji Kang lives?

Lu Yaocheng said, inserting the fruit knife in his hand into the apple in the fruit bowl. The silver handle shone brightly in the light of the crystal chandelier in the living room.

"Where did Xiao Yan go?" Wen Lu's heart seemed to fall to the bottom, and her voice began to tremble, "Where did you send her?" ”

"Of course it's a safe place," Lu Yaocheng stood up and walked towards Wen Lu with long legs, "No one will leave her alone at home in that place, and she won't have to hide in the quilt and cry secretly in fear." ”

"She's crying again?" Wen Lu lost her mind, but her heart became more entangled and flustered.

"What do you think?" Lu Yaocheng angrily grabbed Wen Lu's wrist hanging by his side, pulled her to walk a few steps, threw her into the sofa with a flick of his arm, he looked at the woman curled up on the sofa arrogantly, the anger in his eyes was blazing, "Wen Lu, if you really want to divorce me, just be kind to Xiaoyan!" Now that you don't have a job, and you still have a private meeting with a man in the middle of the night, do you think that if you divorce me, you will fight for the custody of Xiaoyan? ”

The woman who was originally prostrate on the sofa with her hair scattered on both sides of her cheeks immediately turned over when she heard the word "custody", and she looked at Lu Yaocheng in disbelief.

In any case, she never thought that Lu Yaocheng would raise the issue of "custody". Yes, she is too stupid, she is stupid, she takes it for granted that as long as they divorce, the child will naturally belong to her. But Lu Yaocheng is Xiao Yan's biological father, Xiao Yan is the child of the Lu family, how can Lu Yaocheng allow Wen Lu to take Xiao Yan away.

"I'm not leaving, I'm not divorced, please, please, give me back Xiaoyan, okay?" Wen Lu's face was full of anxiety, no matter how the man in front of her bullied her, she just wanted her child to return to her.

For the sake of Lu Yan, Wen Lu can surrender unconditionally, unconditionally put down her so-called self-esteem, and become at the mercy of others, even if this person is Lu Yaocheng who she least wants to face.

"What qualifications do you have to beg me to return Lu Yan to you?" Lu Yaocheng looked coldly at Wen Lu lying on the sofa in embarrassment, "Wen Lu, you'd better recognize the reality, don't rely on my tolerance for you to challenge my bottom line again and again." ”

"Heh," Wen Lu sneered, "tolerate me? Is it tolerance or ignorance? It's because you don't care about it, you don't cherish it, right? Lu Yaocheng doesn't care about her anymore, so he doesn't cherish the nearly seven-year-long marriage between them.

It is said that the "seven-year itch" is difficult to cross, and they have long since become unaware of each other, and they are no longer the first time they met.

Lu Yaocheng's cultivation and demeanor, which she had never been able to reach, gradually disappeared with her years. The young man who was lazy but had a smile like a spring breeze has now become mature. The annual rings have carved his face, vicissitudes and maturity.

And Wen Lu is no longer a girl who is ashamed of herself because of his love words, and she is no longer an innocent girl, she stubbornly thinks that love is as long as she identifies Lu Yaocheng, he sets fire, she pours oil on her, he kills, she will help bury the body, he betrays his relatives and leaves, she will say that it doesn't matter if there is her.

It's all gone, and time has made it all pass.

"Wen Lu-" Lu Yaocheng looked at Wen Lu, who was sitting on the sofa, as if he was godless, and stopped talking. Wen Lu's resentment, Wen Lu's hatred, how could he not know.

From a strong woman who doesn't need the slightest help from him and is independent, to a weak woman who now has to look at his eyes and listen to his orders, she has to suppress how unwilling she is in her heart to do all this.

Lu Yaocheng swallowed what he wanted to say in his stomach after all, and didn't say a word. Walked up to Wen Lu and sat down with her. He didn't sit very close, but was two people away from Wen Lu.

Tired sitting on the sofa, "If you want a divorce, I promise," Lu Yaocheng couldn't see Wenlu's forbearance in his heart, obviously in pain, but he couldn't bear it, preferring to hold himself out of internal injuries. Besides, he was also tired, they had been stalemate for so long, Lu Yaocheng's patience was indeed about to reach the limit, "Is it okay after a while?" Give Xiaoyan a little time and teach her to accept this fact. ”

"You've never been with her well, she's always been with my mom before, and now she's with me. Since you agreed to divorce, I don't think Xiao Yan will react, anyway, you don't appear in front of her very often, "After all, Lu Yaocheng doesn't appear in their lives much."

"Wen Lu! It's different! Lu Yaocheng was completely furious. For Wen Lu's anger that she is eager to get rid of this marriage, and for Wen Lu's anger that she doesn't understand and loves Xiao Yan, "You will understand how far I have to go!" ”

"Understand what?" Wen Lu sneered, without the slightest warmth, "Understand how many women you have outside?" Maybe even have illegitimate children?"

"Wen Lu!"

Lu Yaocheng went completely violent, his expression was originally helpless and lazy, but after being stimulated by Wen Lu with ugly words, his face instantly turned hideous.

"Humph!" Wen Lu didn't look at him, got up and prepared to leave.

Where can Lu Yaocheng send Lu Yan? It's nothing more than the Lu family, or a villa or apartment under his name, these Wen Lu have a way to find out.

She walked to the door, picked up the bag she had left on the counter in the entryway, and prepared to go out.

"Where are you going?" Lu Yaocheng saw that she actually had the intention of going out, and her brain was instantly out of control. Stopping her, Wen Lu paused and continued to open the door.

Lu Yaocheng rushed forward with an arrow step and grabbed Wen Lu, "Where do you want to go?" Think I'm here, you can't stay still? Want to go to that man's house?"

"Don't worry about it," Wen Lu struggled, wanting to shake off Lu Yaocheng's hand, but he was so strong that he grabbed her wrist and resolutely refused to let go.

Wen Lu and Lu Yaocheng pulled each other, and under the entanglement, Lu Yaocheng exerted his strength, and the button on the chest of Wen Lu's shirt was broken, only to hear the sound of crackling and landing, and then disappeared.

The black sexy lace edge of the underwear is exposed, like a powerful electromagnetic wave signal, stimulating Lu Yaocheng's vision.

Wen Lu hurriedly grabbed her clothes with her hands, looked at Lu Yaocheng defensively, stopped struggling, and said, "You let go." ”

"Let go? Let you go out and walk down the street like this?" No man would allow such a thing to happen to his woman.

"I'm going to change my clothes, you let go," Lu Yaocheng still tugged at one of her wrists, and Wen Lu was a little impatient.

Lu Yaocheng stared at her fiercely, and finally chose to let go.

Watching Wen Lu rush into the bedroom with her neckline covered, Lu Yaocheng frowned, and his eyes were far away.

Wen Lu entered the door, opened the wardrobe and hurriedly took out a shirt from the inside, and just unbuttoned the shirt on his body, the bedroom door was pushed open at this moment.

"You ——!" Wen Lu hurriedly wrapped herself in her clothes and looked at the man who pushed the door in a panic and defense.

"How long has it been since we've done it?" Lu Yaocheng spoke directly.

"Do—do what?" Wen Lu was amazed at his directness.

"Three years and one hundred and eighty-one days," Mr. Lu said.

"It's not! Three months ago, you came back drunk once," Wen Lu rejected Lu Yaocheng's answer.

"Heh, I just said casually, you remember it so clearly," Lu Yaocheng stepped forward and shook Wen Luan's shoulder. Wen Lu lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, Lu Yaocheng raised Wen Lu's chin and forced her to look at herself, "Now, you are still my wife." ”

With that, he lowered his head and kissed intoxicated at the pink that he had been dreaming about for a long time. Soft, moist, tender, all the familiar sensations came over him, stimulating his brain. At this moment, another strange thought was born in his mind, he didn't go home, it has been a long time, has Wenlu been touched by other men in the time he was not there?

Men are selfish, even if they abandon things like shoes, once another man cherishes them, he is like a great enemy.

Thinking of this, Lu Yaocheng was even heavier, this kiss made Wen Lu breathless, and let Wen Lu struggle, Lu Yaocheng refused to let go at all.

Qin Ran had no choice but to call Wen Lu again.

Although Lu Yaocheng's provocation today still makes people feel uneasy, and Lu Yaocheng's side has not stopped, although Wen Lu has assurances, who can talk about Lu Yaocheng's thoughts?

"Drip-drip-drip-"

After a few clicks, the phone was connected, "Sister Wenlu, you haven't slept yet, have you?" ”

"Well, I just put Xiao Yan to sleep, what's wrong?" Wen Lu's voice was quite energetic, and there was no feeling of sleepiness.

"Sister Wenlu, I called you as a last resort, Senior Brother Ji is drunk, and we are now in a bar called Blue Mountain. Something happened to Zhong Zhicheng's side, and he was probably drunk, I still have to rush over to take a look, Senior Brother Ji has already spread out a pile of meat, I really can't care about sending him back, I think-" Qin Ran wants Wen Lu to come over and help her get Ji Kang back, they happen to live in a community. Although this reluctant invitation was a bit too much, Qin Ran had no choice.

"Okay, you wait, I'll go over right away," Wen Lu put down the phone, glanced at Lu Yan who was asleep, cautiously walked out of Lu Yan's room, took the car keys and coat, and set off quickly.

What does a man look like when he is drunk, Wen Lu knows it well, but one is enough for a headache, Qin Ran just ran into two today. She hadn't seen Zhong Zhicheng get drunk, but Ji Kang she could probably guess. The last time he fell ill, Ji Kang was like a child, he was too lazy to move, and he didn't even bother to change the towel on his forehead.