The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

But Lu Jinglun has changed from knocking on the door to knocking on the door.

Jiang Yan frowned, his crying red eyes were full of meaning and irritability.

In any case, she will not open the door.

Although the kitchen is just a glass door, he can see her back through the glass door, but it's just a back view, as long as she can't see her crying.

Jiang Yan turned a deaf ear to the knocking on the door and voices outside.

She walked to the refrigerator, took out the ingredients, picked vegetables, washed vegetables, cut vegetables, fried vegetables, and cooked rice.

Turn your back the whole time.

outside the kitchen.

Lu Jinglun stared at her busy figure with an ugly expression on his face.

He didn't understand why the woman suddenly ignored him.

What right did she have to ignore him? !

After about half an hour, Jiang Yan cooked the dishes, and his mood was more stable. As long as he didn't think about Lu Jinglun's words, he could basically control his tears.

but--

When she turned around and saw him leaning against the kitchen door smoking a cigarette, her eyes couldn't help but turn sour.

Jiang Yan took a deep breath, tried to force a smile, opened the kitchen door, turned around and went out with two dishes, when he crossed the threshold, he turned his head to look at the man, and said in a normal voice: "It's time to eat .”

As soon as the words came out, she realized how hoarse her voice was.

Obviously, that is the sound that will only be made after a huge emotional fluctuation.

Lu Jinglun naturally heard it too.

He glanced at her lightly.

The latter looked away in a panic and entered the restaurant.

The man quickly chased him in and asked, "Why did you lock the door for dinner?"

She put down the dinner plate and said calmly, "I lost the lock."

"Really? Then why closed the door?"

"I'm afraid that the smell of oily smoke from the kitchen will irritate you."

Lu Jinglun sneered coldly: "When did I say I mind this?"

Jiang Yan said nonchalantly: "Do you mind? Next time I cook, I won't close the kitchen door, is that okay?"

He frowned and looked at her, the danger in his eyes was ready to emerge: "Are you pretending to be confused with me?"

"No."

"Answer my question honestly, otherwise, I'll find someone to get that sick mother of yours out of the hospital!"

She was stunned, and the emotions that had been hard to digest came out again at this moment, and the kind of grievances that shouldn't have surged suddenly, making her voice sound extremely abnormal when she spoke: "I... I just thought of something sad I was crying in the kitchen, I was afraid I would make you ugly, so I closed the door..."

The man looked at her, his deep eyes dimmed, and he still sneered mockingly when he spoke: "What problem can crying solve? You might as well figure out how to stand between me and Lu Chengbai."

Jiang Yan echoed obediently: "You're right, I won't cry next time."

This obedience made Lu Jinglun unhappy.

He stretched out his hand to lift her chin, looked into her eyes, and when he caught her red eyes, a dark color flashed across his eyes: "Tell me, what sad things did you think of?"

Jiang Yan frowned slightly.

She knew that he didn't care about her, but why did she have to get to the bottom of it?

Is this interesting?

She gently took the man's hand away: "It's not something you would be interested in, I'll go to the kitchen and bring out the rice soup, you sit down first."

After the words fell, Jiang Yan fled out of the restaurant.

Although a few seconds later, she still had to face it, but it was only a moment to be able to hide for a while.

Fortunately, during the meal, Lu Jinglun didn't ask any more questions.

As she thought—

He was not interested in her affairs at all.

Fortunately, not interested.