Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

An Qi finally handed it to Lu Junyan, "Mr. Lu, please try it too, it's delicious."

The corners of Mr. Lu's mouth tightened. She called both Lu Haochen and Xia Yuan by nicknames, but she only addressed him by using the alienated title before.

The order in which she gave the pastries also represented their position in her heart, right?

He was the last one and the least important one, even Xia Yuan was ranked in front of him.

"no need."

He felt sour and didn't want to eat anything.

In fact, An Qi did it on purpose. She was using her own way to vent her resentment.

Lu Junyan was the only man who truly hurt her, tore her heart to pieces and trampled on her feelings.

Zhang Ailing said: Men love the new and dislike the old. If you marry a red rose, over time, the red will turn into a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white will still be the moonlight in front of the window; if you marry a white rose, the white will become a smear of mosquito blood on the clothes. A grain of rice, but the red one is a cinnabar mole on the heart.

Isn't that what Lu Junyan is like today?

As he wished, he got rid of her and married Bai Yueguang, but he missed her cinnabar mole again.

Do you really think that she has no dignity, that she can come and go as soon as he calls her, and let him play with her?

She put down the plate, took a sip of tea, opened the corners of her stiff mouth, and squeezed out a smile, "How come Mr. Lu has time to come here today? Shouldn't he go to Yi's house?"

Lu Junyan didn't answer. How could he go to Yi's house?

An Ran shrugged, "Sister, of course my ex-brother-in-law is going. It's his current mother-in-law's house. He must go there to pay New Year's greetings."

An Qi felt as if she had a slice of lemon in her mouth, and the strong sourness spread from the tip of her tongue to her internal organs.

"Then I won't keep Mr. Lu for dinner. Mr. Lu should go early and don't make people wait anxiously. Xiaoqian will stay with me and I will send him back tomorrow."

As she was talking, Xiaoqian ran down from upstairs, "Mom, dad is not going to Yi's house today. We are here specifically to pay New Year's greetings to my grandparents."

He doesn't want his mother to think of his father as Chen Shimei. His father is not that bad. He must have his own reasons.

An Qi stroked his head, feeling a dull pain in her heart. She was sure that Lu Junyan would not stay and would definitely go to Yi's house.

Sure enough, Lu Junyan stood up and said, "Since you have a guest, I'll leave first. You don't need to send Xiaoqian off. I'll pick him up tomorrow morning."

He went to the kitchen, said hello to An's mother, and left.

Xiaoyu felt sad and went upstairs with her head hanging down.

He didn't understand why his father was the first to leave, and his third uncle hadn't even left yet. Did he really not plan to remarry his mother?

Of course Lu Haochen will not leave. Lu Junyan is out and will not have another chance.

But he still has it, and he will never give up An Qi to anyone else.

An Qi took a sip of tea.

She feels more and more that there is no so-called true love in this world, and that human emotions are fragile and full of impurities. Unswerving and unbreakable feelings can only exist in novels and TV series.

Lu Haochen loved her, but in the end he gave up on her to save Luo Meijiao.

And Lu Junyan only regarded her as a trophy. He didn't love her at all, he just wanted to possess her.

As for Xia Yuan, I should admire her more and appreciate her design talent.

After An's mother cooked a few dishes, she walked out of the kitchen. She didn't have enough starch and wanted An Qi to buy a bag from the convenience store at the door.

An Qi asked her brother to greet the guests, put on her shoes and went out.

When she came back from buying starch, her eyes drifted and she saw the Rolls-Royce parked not far away.

Hey, isn't this Lu Junyan's car?

His cars were all custom-made, so she would recognize them instantly.

He hasn't left yet, has he? Still not driving?

She walked over curiously and was about to take a look inside when the car door was suddenly pushed open and a big hand stretched out from inside and pulled her in.