Lu Yiyou looked at Shang Feiwu who was kneeling on the ground in astonishment, his face full of surprise, "You? ”

He knew that the master of the Shang family had become a vegetative person in his early years, and all the power of the family was in the hands of Shang Feiwu's stepmother, and the stepmother would definitely not be much better to her, but he didn't expect it to be the scene in front of him.

Cheng Manjiao smiled awkwardly and poured a cup of tea for the distinguished guest Lu Yiyou, "Let Mr. Lu see that your family is ugly." ”

Lu Yi played with the Buddha beads on his wrist, "Family ugly? Well, let me sort out the logic. ”

He looked Cheng Manjiao up and down, and said slowly: "The person who is kneeling now is my legal wife, and she is now kneeling on the ground because of your relationship, do you think this is just a family ugliness in your family?" ”

Cheng Manjiao's hand holding the teacup shook, and she heard the displeasure in his tone, and she didn't know how to answer.

Lu Yiyou quickly got up from the sofa, stood straight in front of Shang Feiwu, and coldly ordered, "Get up." ”

Shang Feiwu bit his lip and shook his head, "No..."

She knew what the consequences would be if she didn't beg for mercy, and she didn't dare to think about it.

"I want you to get up!" He roared, his face flushed.

Cheng Manjiao's shocked teacup swayed, "Lu... Mr. Lu, what's wrong with you, drink a cup of tea and put out the fire, blame me, blame me, blame me for not disciplining Shang Feiwu on weekdays, which made you angry. ”

He wanted to be angry with the tiger on his head, and even Shang Feige didn't dare to make a sound when he saw it.

Shang Feiwu shook his head desperately, and muttered, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

Lu Yiyou half-squatted down, his face did not improve, he grabbed her hand and said sharply: "Who are you sorry for?" ”

Shang Feiwu had never seen Lu Yiyou, who was furious, and the eyes that were facing him also became timid and afraid.

She didn't dare to speak.

Cheng Manjiao smiled flatteringly at Lu Yiyou, "Mr. Lu, don't worry about this girl, I'll clean it up." ”

She stepped forward to grab Mr. Lu's arm, but was violently thrown when she first touched it.

Lu Yiyou looked at Cheng Manjiao in disgust, "Stay away from me!" ”

He picked up Shang Feiwu, who was kneeling on the ground, and walked straight out with full anger.

Shang Feiwu staggered and struggled to follow him, his legs trembling as he had been on his knees for a long time.

Lu Yiyou glanced back at her up and down, sighed helplessly, and quickly picked up her princess, and the whole action was familiar and fast.

She heaved in his chest, looking at his perfect silhouette from the bottom up, and for a moment, she felt that he was the prince on a white horse in a fairy tale, who had traveled thousands of miles to rescue her.

In the car.

Lu Yiyou looked ahead in a daze, "Why do you kneel on the ground." ”

It's a flat and straightforward tone.

Shang Feiwu was depressed, and his eyes were still a little bloodshot.

She didn't answer him, just asked, "Why are you here?" ”

"Grandpa asked me to pick you up for his birthday dinner."

"Then why is it at school during the day?" She continued.

"Why are you kneeling on the ground?"

Shang Feiwu narrowed his eyes, and there was some pleading in his tone, "Lu Yiyou, I beg you, give my mother financing!" ”

"Your mother? Is she your mother? Would your mom make you kneel on the ground and beg her like that? ”

"He's my dad's wife, nominally my mom."

Lu Yiyou looked at such a weak Shang Feiwu, and a feeling of hating iron but not steel came to his heart.

"Nominally, your mom was able to get you to your knees? Why didn't she let her own daughter kneel on the ground and beg her? Lu Yiyou's tone was quite surprised, and he had a fire in his mouth.

She raised her eyes and turned her head to look at him, there was some ulterior misery in her eyes, "Lu Yiyou, you won't understand." ”