Is Master Lu jealous today?

The woman in her arms had a delicate face. When she fell asleep, her lips were slightly parted, her cheeks were flushed, and she was extra charming, making her very attractive.

From the corner of Lu Jiyuan's eyes, he subconsciously glanced at the cover on the bedside.

After half a second, he closed his eyes fiercely.

He ground his back molars, a little wanting to kick her off the bed.

In the second half of the night, Lu Jiyuan was almost awake.

……

Sheng Wantang likes to sleep in and doesn't wake up until nine o'clock.

She sat up in a daze, and looked around in a daze——

"what!"

The man sitting on the bed on the left made Sheng Wantang dumbfounded.

"You, you...how do you..."

When she just woke up, her mind would turn slowly, pointing to Lu Jiyuan and then to herself with a face full of horror, not understanding what happened for a while.

She immediately looked at the situation under her quilt and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the clothes are well worn!

There is no strange feeling in the body.

Lu Jiyuan knew what she was thinking by watching her movements, and was almost laughed out of anger.

He looked at her blankly, sitting on the bed waiting for her statement of guilt.

"I..." Sheng Wantang looked at the quilt on her body, then at the empty sofa, and asked suspiciously, "Didn't I sleep on the sofa? You...you carried me up?"

But this man doesn't look like a kind person who can do good things?

There was an inconspicuous bluish black under Lu Jiyuan's eyes. He put his arms around his chest and sneered mockingly, "Why don't you say that I want to sleep with you?"

That's not what he hugged.

Sheng Wantang tried hard to think back, and finally remembered that she went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and when she came out, she saw the bed and lay down on it...

She has never slept on a sofa before. The bed is very big and the light is dim. She has always been sleepy and her brain is not working well. Naturally, she didn't notice that there was another person on the bed...

You can't blame her, can you?

"I just said you can't be so kind." Sheng Wantang muttered in a low voice.

Before the words fell, the next second, the man leaned over, pinched her chin and lifted it up.

"Sheng Wantang, do you think I have a good temper?"

Men are bushy and long, good-looking but effeminate.

That handsome face suddenly approached, and the hot breath rushed towards him, Sheng Wantang could even see his eyelashes.

"How come?" Sheng Wantang thought, did you misunderstand yourself?

This is called a good temper, there is no bad temper in this world!

Lu Jiyuan's eyes were extremely oppressive, "Huh?"

"I mean, fourth master, you have a good temper." Sheng Wantang opened his eyes and spoke nonsense, giving him a high hat.

"Little girl, I didn't sleep well last night, you'd better think about how to calm me down."

Lu Jiyuan patted her face, and found that the touch was exceptionally good.

That face looked like peeling an egg, and it was even more tactile.

Sheng Wantang wanted to refute, it's your fault that you didn't sleep well.

But she was indeed the one who got from the sofa to the bed inexplicably in the middle of the night, and it was his greatest kindness that he hadn't just kicked her off the bed.

It was her fault.

After Sheng Wantang washed up, the servants of the Lu family had already come to urge him.

Today I am going to worship at Lu's Ancestral Hall.

Lu Ancestral Hall is located on the northernmost side of the old house, with excellent Feng Shui.

Sheng Mengyue has not yet married into the Lu family, so she is not eligible to enter the ancestral hall, and is not among her peers.

Inside the shrine.

Everyone was bowing, only Lu Jiyuan was sitting in the wheelchair with a blank expression on his face - his leg problem became his perfect excuse.

He stared straight at the portraits of the dead clansmen, not even showing the respectful heart that others pretended to be.

Even with a sense of coldness.

Sheng Wantang felt that something was wrong, and followed his gaze quietly to see that it was an empty seat.

How can there be empty posthumous slots?

Sheng Wantang was wondering when she heard Lu Qi ask, "Grandpa, where is the portrait of grandma?"

Everyone looked at Lu Jie and Lu Jiyuan almost subconsciously.

The latter lowered his eyes and smiled lowly, as if he heard some big joke.

Lu Qi's grandmother is not Bu Jinghan, but Lu Jie's first love!

That third party who blatantly entered the room!

"Shut up." Lu Tianhua noticed that his father did not intend to speak, and warned his son.

Lu Qi glanced at Lu Jiyuan unwillingly, and then at Sheng Wantang who was standing beside Lu Jiyuan with an alluring face, he couldn't suppress the unhappiness in his heart.

"Grandpa, my dad is your own son. Grandma has guarded you all her life. Isn't she qualified to enter the ancestral hall?" Lu Qi glanced at Lu Jiyuan provocatively, "Just because some people are narrow-minded?"

Sheng Wantang had heard about the Lu family's gossip——

Lu Jie's first thought was to keep the child privately. Later, when Lu Jie was married, he brought the child to live in Lu's house. At first, he said that he didn't want the father's love to be absent in his son's life, but he secretly gave it to Bu Jinghan. She stumbled, and later even wanted to force Bu Jinghan to give up her seat!

Such a woman who destroyed other people's families actually wanted to enter the ancestral hall and accept Lu Jiyuan's worship.

Sheng Wantang felt that Lu Jiyuan's figure was a bit lonely and lonely at the moment, like a lonely beast standing on the top of a mountain. No one dared to attack him easily, but he was also alone and helpless. If he was not careful, his end would be to fall into the abyss.

The members of the Lu family looked at the head of the family, at the people in the big room, and then their eyes fell on Lu Jiyuan.

Lu Jiyuan, who had been silent all this time, finally said, "Okay."

Lu Jie couldn't believe it.

"Go and invite my mother's portrait up!" Lu Tianhua happily asked the servant to do it.

Lu Jiyuan added slowly, like a cynical devil: "If you dare to take it, I will dare to smash it."

"Nizi!" Lu Jie was furious, "You cold-blooded Nizi! Are you so intolerable?!"

Lu Jiyuan smiled.

It's just that the smile is very weak, full of coolness.

Lu Jiyuan dared to smash it when he said it would be smashed.

The worship ended in a farce, and the portrait of Lu Jie's first love was still unknown where it was placed.

Everyone went out of the ancestral hall.

Sheng Wantang thought of Lu Jiyuan's pitiful appearance just now, thought for a while, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "Mr. Lu deliberately removed that portrait. I still care about your thoughts."

The man curled his lips into a smile, and raised his eyes to look at Sheng Wantang.

Sheng Wantang instinctively felt that he would not say anything good.

Sure enough, the man said: "Mrs. Lu, don't think too well of people's hearts."

If his brother hadn't been kind, he wouldn't have become a portrait now.

Lu Jie never cared about Lu Jiyuan.

He was trying to save face, and he didn't want Lu Jiyuan to make a fuss in the ancestral hall.

At this moment, a sudden exclamation came from the crowd:

"Doudou be careful!"

A five or six-year-old boy rushed straight over and bumped into Lu Jiyuan's wheelchair!

The ancestral hall is built on a high place, and there is a slope when the ancestral hall comes out, and the wheelchair descends quickly!

"Lu Jiyuan!"

Sheng Wantang chased after him without thinking.

The hem of the long white dress fluttered in the wind among the crowd, and they didn't understand how Sheng Wantang could react so quickly.