Strong Marriage: Every Step Wins

Su Biyao could see Lu Zhenyu's tenderness and dominance. If she said that there was no throbbing in her heart, she might not even believe it herself.

But the world is turbulent, how can people stick to their children's love?She frowned and said with a sneer, "President Lu, don't say such things anymore, it sounds disgusting."

After finishing speaking, Su Biyao stood up straight, but found that the steps under her feet were extremely sloppy.

In the past, even if she didn't eat for a day, she wouldn't be so weak, but after all, there are two people, and the nutrients in her body are constantly being absorbed, which is enough to keep her going, which is negligible.

Lu Zhenyu didn't notice that Su Biyao's body was already crumbling. He just listened to Su Biyao's words, closed his eyes, and suppressed the pain in his eyes.

Su Biyao held on to the round table next to her to stabilize her body.

Knowing that she couldn't spend any more time in Lu's house, she turned her head and said coldly: "Lu Zhenyu, what I said is clear enough, when will you let me go?"

No one answered her questioning, Su Biyao went up to have a look, only to find that Lu Zhenyu had fallen asleep.

With a thin face and a haggard complexion, it was obvious that this man was extremely tired.

Perhaps, he would not be annoying to Su Biyao when he was asleep, Su Biyao did not leave in a hurry, but turned around, moved a wooden chair, and sat next to Lu Zhenyu.

His breathing is even and steady. Despite his domineering appearance and his status as the president of the Lu Corporation, he is nothing more than a man who needs to be loved.

Is it really that I am too harsh?
For the first time, Su Biyao had doubts about her decision. When she left that year, she once swore to her parents' photos that she would never live with the Lu family in this life.

Su Biyao was thinking, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes again, looked up at the sky outside, and whispered: "Dad, Mom, if you are still here, what will you tell your daughter to do?"

There are no ghosts and gods in the world, only the awe in people's hearts.

Since no one answered Su Biyao's question, Su Biyao lowered her brows, at that moment, all the tenderness turned into smoke and disappeared.

"Take a good rest. When you get up, I think it's necessary for us to talk about the things between us." After Su Biyao said this lightly, she turned and left regardless of whether Lu Zhenyu listened to it or not.

It was a rare sunny day, the sun was shining brightly, and enjoying the sunshine through the window was warm and pleasant.

Usually at this time the nanny would go back to rest, and the kitchen was empty, Su Biyao only felt hungry and uncomfortable, probably before the fight was successful, she fell out of the teacher before she died.

Su Biyao thought about it, although the nanny bought those ingredients, it is not possible to put medicine into the ingredients, even if it is, it only needs to be cleaned several times carefully.

Su Biyao thought about it, and finally decided to cook for herself.

After tinkering for a while, Su Biyao looked at the few side dishes on the table with satisfaction, only to feel her stomach growling again.

Just as the meal was brought out, I saw Lu Zhenyu standing with a smile on the stairs leading to the second floor, looking at her quietly.

Seeing this, Su Biyao couldn't help but her heart skipped a beat: "Why don't you take a rest?"

There was a smile on the corner of Lu Zhenyu's mouth, and he walked slowly, with a low voice, charming people's hearts: "Are you caring about me?"

"Just a random question." Seeing that he found out, Su Biyao didn't hesitate, she sat on the chair gracefully and began to eat.

She can't remember how long she hasn't cooked for herself. It's been a year since she came back. The seasons are changing, life is boundless, she always moves in a hurry, and never pays attention to the beautiful scenery around her.

Lu Zhenyu came uninvited, sat next to Su Biyao, picked up the bowls and chopsticks Su Biyao had prepared for him, and said with a smile, "I haven't tasted your cooking for a long time, I really miss it."

When Su Biyao heard this, sullen expression appeared on her face, she coldly dodged the bowl and chopsticks in Lu Zhenyu's hands, and said in a deep voice, "This meal is not made for you."

Lu Zhenyu sighed lightly and shook his head: "Baguio, you and I can calm down for once, okay?"

Seeing the sincerity on Lu Zhenyu's face, Su Biyao nodded in a strange way, and replied, "Okay."

Hearing this, Lu Zhenyu also had a smile on his face. He stood up, put another pair of bowls and chopsticks, put them in front of Su Biyao, and said with a smile: "Eat, as long as you are willing to eat, I will be satisfied."

Hearing this, Su Biyao felt a dullness in her chest, an inexplicable feeling quietly wantonly.

She lowered her head and ate the rice in the bowl. Her craftsmanship was not necessarily very good, and it was far worse than those chefs in high-end restaurants.

It's just that she didn't have a home since she was a child, so she learned this early.

"Baguio, the food you cook is delicious. I've been thinking about it for so many years." Lu Zhenyu ate the rice in the bowl and said with a low smile.

"It's just some light meals, you always think it's so delicious?" Su Biyao asked suspiciously.

"Because it smells like home." Lu Zhenyu smiled lightly, his eyes full of tenderness.

Su Biyao's heart skipped a beat, she looked away unnaturally, and said coldly, "There's no taste of home."

She naturally understood what Lu Zhenyu meant, but she just pretended not to understand.

Lu Zhenyu didn't go on too deeply, because he knew that Su Biyao could understand, understand his heart, and understand his meaning.

Having your place makes it easy to have a home.

Su Biyao didn't talk to her anymore, she quickly picked up the rice in the bowl, her stomach was greatly satisfied, how could she satisfy her empty heart?

After eating, the distance between the two of them seemed to be closer. Su Biyao thought that he hadn't returned in the past few days, so he asked casually, "Are you so busy with your new cooperation project? Or don't you want to see me?"

"Baguio, why don't I want to see you?" Lu Zhenyu smiled lightly and said, "Of course, the cooperation matter is not worth my busy time, but the news from the police station already knows the behind-the-scenes of framing me." Who is the chief ambassador? These days, I have been busy with work and the police station, so I don’t have time.”

"Since you don't want to see me, then I'll make it clear to you that I'm leaving." Su Biyao's attitude this time was very firm, she couldn't stay here anymore.

Staying here is not a good thing for Lu Zhenyu and the child in his stomach.

When Lu Zhenyu heard this, his face sank, and the anger in his eyes seemed to burst out at any moment.

Su Biyao was not afraid, she raised her head and met such gaze stubbornly.

Seeing this, Lu Zhenyu smiled lightly and opened his hands.

Su Biyao thought that the slap would land heavily on her face, so she closed her eyes in fright, and didn't want to escape.

If this can make Lu Zhenyu let her go, what's the point of taking this palm?
The expected pain did not arrive, Lu Zhenyu's gentle big hand just brushed her face lightly, before Su Biyao opened his eyes, he heard Lu Zhenyu chuckled and said: "I never hit women, yours There are rice grains on the corner of my mouth."

Only then did Su Biyao heave a sigh of relief, and slowly opened her eyes, only to find that Lu Zhenyu's handsome face was only a stone's throw away from her.

She gasped, and was about to hide, but Lu Zhenyu clamped her hands, making her unable to move.

Su Biyao's pretty face was full of anger, she blushed anxiously: "What are you doing?"

When Lu Zhenyu heard this, he smiled charmingly: "Ma'am, I'm not full yet, why don't I eat you?"

Su Biyao only felt her face get hot, and she seemed to be a little blush. She gently pushed Lu Zhenyu to calm down: "Don't make trouble."

When Lu Zhenyu heard this, his mouth turned cold, and he pulled out a small knife from behind her, which was the smallest fruit knife in the kitchen.

Su Biyao also held her breath when she saw that the matter was exposed, and looked at Lu Zhenyu anxiously.

Lu Zhenyu smiled lightly, but he didn't have the anger he imagined. He just smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth: "Madam, what are you doing with this knife?"

Su Biyao faltered, she always felt that there were some sharp tools around her, which could always come in handy. Today, when Lu Zhenyu was at home and the kitchen was left unattended, she had a chance to get in touch with those knives, so she hid one before she had time to hide it elsewhere. It was discovered by Lu Zhenyu.

Su Biyao didn't want to lie, nor did she want to tell the truth, she just turned her head away and stopped looking at Lu Zhenyu.

Lu Zhenyu slowly pulled out the knife, a cold light appeared, even if it was a knife for peeling fruit, it had a sharp edge.

"This knife will stab you..." Lu Zhenyu squinted his eyes, paused for a moment, a cold light flashed in his eyes for a long time, and his tone became sharp: "Or...will it stab me? "

Su Biyao didn't have such an idea, she just felt that keeping a knife by her side would make her much safer.

But Lu Zhenyu didn't think so. He had the blood of killing and decisiveness in his bones, and he always thought of the bad side in everything.

"Baguio, do you really hate me so much and want to kill me?" Although Lu Zhenyu squinted his eyes, his tone was so painful.

Su Biyao's heart twitched, and she couldn't help but feel sad. After a long time, she heard her own sigh: "I just want to leave."

He didn't admit or deny a word, but in Lu Zhenyu's eyes, the fact that Su Biyao took this knife was to kill him.

Such recognition made him gasp in pain, as if he wanted to punish Su Biyao, he threw the fruit knife away, and immediately, his warm lips fell down.

Su Biyao did not expect that this man would lose control of himself at this moment.

Or to put it another way, it was because of love and hatred that he wanted to forcefully possess her.

Su Biyao felt the great humiliation, tears flowed down uncontrollably, touched her cheeks, and flowed into her mouth, full of bitterness.

It seems that since she came back, she has truly become a woman made of water, and she often sheds tears.

Lu Zhenyu's movements did not stop because of Su Biyao's tears, but became more violent, as if tears were his catalyst.