Strong Marriage: Every Step Wins

Su Biyao won't have more freedom in the future, she can't even enter the kitchen, and she doesn't even dare to eat the food that the nanny and Lu Zhenyu have passed.

Every time Lu Zhenyu forced food into it, Su Biyao would spit it out.

Every time, when she came out of the toilet, Su Biyao could see the pain and anger on Lu Zhenyu's face. Every time, she smiled provocatively, turned around and left.

Unknowingly, several days later, Su Biyao couldn't even lift her hungry hands.

She looked up and saw that it had snowed a few days ago, but the snowflakes did not melt. On the contrary, the temperature in the whole city of H dropped suddenly. Winter has really come.

Time flies by, time flies like an arrow, day by day, Su Biyao almost doesn't know when it is.

Lu Zhenyu came in with a bowl of soup. Seeing this, Su Biyao smiled coldly and said, "Lu Zhenyu, no matter how many times you pour it, I will spit it out."

Hearing this, Lu Zhenyu frowned. He also knew that she vomited out all the food that Su Biyao ate these days, and the nutrients were not absorbed at all.

Lu Zhenyu put the bowl of soup on the table, walked over, and touched Su Biyao's face distressedly: "You've lost weight again."

Seeing this, Su Biyao avoided Lu Zhenyu's hand in disgust, leaned back and said, "Thanks to you, why bother to pretend to be merciful?"

No matter how good-tempered a person is, he would lose his temper when he heard this remark. Lu Zhenyu's brows flashed with displeasure, and he sighed and said, "Biyao, I really care about you. What are you suspicious of? Meals are absolutely fine."

Su Biyao turned her face away, not looking at Lu Zhenyu: "The doctor said, I will have signs of miscarriage, which is caused by drugs."

Hearing this, Lu Zhenyu knew that Su Biyao was still struggling with what the doctor said: "I didn't do it, Baguio, don't you believe me?"

When Su Biyao raised her head, she happened to meet Lu Zhenyu's sincere eyes. She was shocked. Could it be that he did it?

But Su Biyao quickly abandoned this idea. Lu Zhenyu regarded the child in her stomach as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh. He even bought surgical instruments from the black market to kill the child.

How could Su Biyao forget that utter despair?Lying on the operating table, people are knives and I am fish, the fear of the end of the road, she never wants to recall it in her life.

She was afraid, afraid that her child would leave just like that, and even more afraid that Lu Zhenyu would really be so cruel.

Su Biyao's silence is the best answer.

Lu Zhenyu didn't know how to explain it. He knew that no matter what he said, the other party might not believe it.

He sank his heart, as if he had made some big decision, and said in a deep voice: "As long as you drink this bowl of soup, I will let you go."

Su Biyao couldn't believe her ears, would he really let her go.

After Lu Zhenyu finished speaking, he glanced at Su Biyao's disbelieving face, smiled bitterly, took the bowl of soup, and placed it in front of Su Biyao's nose.

Su Biyao looked down, and there was also a faint scent coming from her nose, it seemed to be silky chicken soup, which was the best to nourish her body.

Even so, Su Biyao still murmured in his heart, is there anything wrong with this bowl of soup?

What if it was a lie, a lie that told her to kill the baby?
Su Biyao was not sure, and she was even more uncertain. Lu Zhenyu seemed to see the hesitation in her eyes, and said with a chuckle, "Don't worry, there is no problem."

Su Biyao didn't believe it, she just stared at the bowl of soup, but didn't reach out to pick it up.

Lu Zhenyu's eyes were full of grief. At some point, the relationship between Tan and Hu became like this. Suspicion and distrust spread wildly, encroaching on the hearts of the two of them.

Su Biyao also saw the pained look in Lu Zhenyu's eyes, her heart froze, she sighed softly, but stretched out her hand towards the bowl of chicken soup involuntarily.

This is the last time, the last time I trusted Lu Zhenyu, Su Biyao thought, and was about to take the bowl of chicken soup, but Lu Zhenyu suddenly withdrew his hand, raised his neck, and poured it all into his mouth.

Since this woman doesn't believe him so much, why should he be kind?
Su Biyao watched in astonishment as Lu Zhenyu finished the bowl of soup, and suddenly felt relieved.

"Let's go." After Lu Zhenyu said this, he buried all the grief in his heart. In this life, he might never open his heart to another woman again.

Su Biyao couldn't believe it when she heard this sentence: "You...you really let me go?"

"One word from a gentleman is hard to follow." After Lu Zhenyu said this, the grief in his heart almost overwhelmed him, not wanting Su Biyao to see his pain, Lu Zhenyu turned around with his hands behind his back and left.

Su Biyao just felt relieved, and her stomach didn't seem to be so hungry anymore.

She stood up hurriedly, the joy of being about to be free made her whole body full of energy, she returned to her guest room, and everything was neatly put away, she hurriedly took out the suitcase and put all the Everything is packed.

After doing all this, she wanted to leave, but suddenly she remembered Tongtong, he couldn't let Tongtong stay here alone, not to mention Lu Zhenyu promised that Tongtong would be raised by her.

Su Biyao put all the packed things in the room and walked down. Most of the bodyguards had already evacuated, and only a few were guarding the nursing home.

Lu Zhenyu sat on the sofa, and outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, thin snowflakes floated up, and the whole world was vast.

Seeing Su Biyao coming down, Lu Zhenyu seemed to be suppressing something, trying to restrain himself.

"Lu Zhenyu, thank you." Su Biyao sat opposite Lu Zhenyu.

Although it was Lu Zhenyu's fault that Lu Zhenyu imprisoned her in the first place, but at this time, Qianyan Wanyu didn't know what to say, so he had to say thank you and let it go.

Hearing this, Lu Zhenyu raised his head, put down the newspaper slowly, and said, "Is everything packed?"

"En." Su Biyao nodded. When she came here, she was alone, and she didn't have much to pack up. If she left this time, the Lu family might not have anything to do with her.

Thinking of this, Su Biyao felt a little sad.

Lu Zhenyu frowned slightly and said, "When are you leaving?"

Su Biyao pondered for a while: "Let's go tonight."

Lu Zhenyu nodded lightly, and said softly, "Baguio, can you cook today's dinner?"

Su Biyao could hear the pleading in Lu Zhenyu's tone, and she couldn't refuse it, it was just a little effort, but she didn't refuse, she nodded and said: "Okay, I promise you."

When Lu Zhenyu heard this, a little light flashed in his star pupils.

Seeing this, Su Biyao just smiled, then turned and went to the kitchen.

She didn't eat well for a few days, although her hands and feet were a little soft, she could barely stand up.

The Lu family's kitchen is full of beautiful things at any time, and since she came back, these are even more vividly reflected.

She sometimes sees Lu Zhenyu's kindness to her, but she can't afford to repay it.

While washing the vegetables, someone grabbed her waist. Su Biyao looked back and was about to struggle when she heard Lu Zhenyu say in a low voice: "I have dreamed of this scene more than once in my dreams. I dreamed of you. Make soup for me with your own hands, and I gently hold your waist and talk to you about love."

Su Biyao's heart sank, I am afraid that every girl would be extremely happy to hear such gentle and charming words, so touching and vivid.

Su Biyao frowned, to stop herself from being intoxicated: "Let go of me."

After finishing speaking, she put down the fresh vegetables in her hand and turned around, trying to get Lu Zhenyu's hand off her waist.

At that moment, Lu Zhenyu let her go.

For some reason, Su Biyao was vaguely disappointed. I'm afraid that such tenderness will never be found again in this lifetime.

Lu Zhenyu frowned lightly, smiled and said, "I see you don't have a chicken apron."

Hearing this, Su Biyao lowered her head and saw that she was indeed wearing an apron around her waist, with a light blue pattern, and a cartoon image on it, with a huge cat's head in the center.

Su Biyao looked in a daze, she smiled coldly and said, "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, she no longer cared that Lu Zhenyu was still in the kitchen and lowered her head to do what she was doing. Only she knew how turbulent her heart was.

Lu Zhenyu didn't leave. At such a moment of parting, the two of them were in the kitchen, and there was a little bit of embarrassment.

He lowered his head and helped Su Biyao choose vegetables. After a long time, he cleared his throat and said, "Su Biyao, do you really want to go?"

Su Biyao looked up at him, nodded lightly, and said slightly absent-mindedly: "Yes, I want to go."

Lu Zhenyu nodded, his expression did not fluctuate as expected, but was very indifferent. After he processed all the ingredients, he went out.

Su Biyao looked at all the familiar things, and sighed softly, there is no feast that never ends, all people and things will have a day of parting, maybe, I really should let go.

Sometimes she can also clearly realize that the purpose of her return is not only for Tongtong, but also for the people she dreams of and misses every day.

But so what if we see each other, after all, there is a huge gap between the two people, which only increases the sadness.

When Tongtong came back, Su Biyao really had a toothache, so she heard an exclamation from outside: "Mom must have prepared today's meal."

Hearing this, Su Biyao took a sip of the soup and felt that it was almost ready, so she found a dishcloth, placed it on a hot spot, brought it out, and saw that Tongtong could not wait to sit on the dining table, so she asked with a smile: "Tongtong , how do you know that this meal is made by mother?"

Hearing this, Tongtong smiled mysteriously and said, "Because, there is the smell of mother in the air."