Too thin-skinned and easy to lose a wife

Yang Yi washed her hair and took a shower, and the dumplings had just been cooked when she came out of the bathroom.

Zhao Lu looked at her in surprise: "Washing so fast?"

Yang Yi smiled shyly: "I'm really hungry."

The reason why Yang Yi just got out of the shower was that she felt cool and charming all over her body. Her semi-dry hair was curled up beautifully, softly covering the profile of her face. The black and white colors were distinct.

Zhao Lu shifted his gaze away from her and looked somewhere: "Come and eat."

Holding two bowls in his hands, one bowl contained five dumplings, and the other contained dumpling soup. Zhao Lu put the things on the dining table.

Yang Yi glanced at it: "Why are there only five, don't you eat?"

"I've eaten. Wait a minute, I'll get you vinegar."

After Zhao Lu finished speaking, he turned around and went into the kitchen again, as if he was at home with ease.

Yang Yi sat on the chair, folded his hands on the table, and watched her approach with a smile: "Except for Zheng Hao, no one has done these things for me for a long time."

Zhao Lu handed her the chopsticks and spoon, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Didn't your ex-boyfriend do it for you?"

"Thank you." Yang Yi took the tableware and chuckled, "I don't have a boyfriend."

Zhao Lu sat down opposite her: "It's a lie, you look so good-looking, it's impossible for no one to chase you."

Yang Yi smiled without saying a word, took a mouthful of soup with a spoon, blew it cold and drank it.

Zhao Lu didn't know if she was avoiding the question on purpose, thought for a while, and said, "Today Zheng Hao told me a lot of bad things about you."

Yang Yi's expression froze: "What are you talking about?"

"Talk about the embarrassing things about you when you were young, you were ugly, and you secretly put on lipstick. In fact, I often did this kind of thing when I was young. I don't think it's a big deal."

Yang Yi took another sip of soup indifferently, and said, "He's a man, of course he doesn't understand little girls' minds, which can be said to be a very straight man."

Zhao Lu smiled back at her, and said along the topic: "He also said that you were chased by many boys in high school."

This time Yang Yi ate the dumplings, took a bite, chewed slowly, as if tasting some delicious food.

"..."

Just when Zhao Lu thought she wanted to avoid answering again, Yang Yi said, "It's true. Until now, there are still many men chasing me."

Zhao Lu was not surprised by this.

"Then... with so many people chasing after him, no one is suitable?"

"Appropriate? The main reason is that I'm too busy and don't have any thoughts about it for the time being."

Zhao Lu looked into her eyes, trying to find a trace of lying in them.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Yang Yi met her gaze.

"Cough—" Zhao Lu stopped talking unnaturally.

Yang Yi smiled: "You are also very beautiful, there must be many men chasing you."

Stealing chickens will not work, but will cause fire.

The joy of being praised was gone, Zhao Lu pretended to be calm: "It's not what you think."

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Lu leaned back, sighed heavily, and said slowly: "You may not believe it..."

"what?"

Wanting to find something to distract his attention, but there was only a mobile phone at hand, Zhao Lu sighed again, and said: "Before my sophomore year... I was always a fat man, and when I was the fattest, I weighed 160 catties. This person was swollen like a pig, no It’s not bad to be discriminated against, how could someone chase after you.”

Yang Yi's half-bitten dumpling fell into the bowl with a "boom", and all the stuffing came out.She put down her chopsticks calmly and looked at her: "How much do you weigh now?"

"Around 96. It took me a year and a half to reduce it to what it is now, doesn't it sound very inspirational?" Zhao Lu tried to keep his tone relaxed.

Zhao Lujing is 1.6 meters tall, neither too tall nor too short, her legs are not long but well-proportioned, her waist is not thin but has a silhouette. She is very satisfied with her current situation.The days of losing weight were too painful, and the past was too painful to look back on. If she hadn't taken the initiative to provoke the topic, she would have wished to erase this memory.

After a long time, Yang Yi said: "It's quite inspirational. I... can't imagine what you look like when you weigh 160 pounds..."

Zhao Lu bit his lip and said, "If you want to see it, wait until I get home someday and see if I can find the old photos."

In the past, Zhao Lu was fat and inferior. She rarely took pictures. I don't know if her mother kept some evidence.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't look at it. I'm not very curious."

Not curious?

How can you not be curious!

Zhao Lu was unhappy when he heard that, and said firmly, "That won't work, Zheng Hao showed me your embarrassing photos today, to be fair, we have to exchange."

Yang Yi was originally concerned about her dignity, but she didn't expect her to be serious about this, so she paused and said, "Why don't I remember any embarrassing photos of me, can you show me?"

In fact, it's not embarrassing, Zhao Lu thinks that Yang Yi looks good no matter what.But since the other party asked this question, it would be unreasonable not to show it.

Zhao Lu found the photo Zheng Hao sent her on WeChat, and turned the phone screen to the opposite person.

After Yang Yi finished eating a dumpling, his eyes changed slightly when he saw the photo, and he frowned slightly: "Does he want to say that my hair is cut short and looks ugly?"

Zhao Lu hurriedly took back the phone, and said with a smile, "I don't think it's ugly at all."

"I still think it's something." Yang Yi lowered his head and continued eating dumplings.

Zhao Lu looked at that photo over and over again, struggled for a long time, and asked, "Do you still keep in touch with Ms. Qian?"

Yang Yi swallowed the dumplings in his mouth with a sip of soup, shook his head and smiled wryly: "She married so far away, she will have her own family and life in the future, and I have to be busy with my work.

The tone sounds a bit resentful, which means that you don't communicate often?

"Oh." Zhao Lu didn't ask any more questions.

……

It was only later that Zhao Lu learned that Yang Yi had her own studio. Yang Yi explained to her, "I opened it with a few friends."

A certain high-end office building located in the center of the city, the small site is grandly arranged, with transparent glass as the partition wall between the offices, and the view is unobstructed.

Zhao Lu stood in Yang Yi's office. Before he could finish watching, his assistant Xiao Ling walked in and asked her softly, "What would Miss Zhao want to drink? Coconut milk, coffee or iced tea?"

"Ice tea, please."

"You're welcome, please sit down, please wait a moment."

Zhao Lu sat down on the fabric sofa, which felt so comfortable that she wanted to take off her shoes and lie down on it to sleep.

Of course she didn't dare to do anything wrong, she sat respectfully, looking around uncontrollably with her eyes.

The furnishings in this office are in line with Yang Yi's temperament, dry and clean, showing a sense of desertedness.There is an Apple computer, a pen holder full of pens, and a prickly pear like a hedgehog on the office.Other than that, the desktop is clean.

The vertical water dispenser was working, and the sound of "gulu" pumping water brought Zhao Lu back to his thoughts.Out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone walking in, and she stood up.

She thought it was Xiao Ling, but when she turned around, she found it was Yang Yi.

Holding a cup of coffee and a cup of iced black tea in his hand, Yang Yi walked towards her on stiletto heels.The thick carpet buried the sound of footsteps.

Zhao Lu took the iced tea she handed over: "Didn't you go to the bathroom?"

"When I came out, I met Xiaoling, and I asked her to help me with my things."

What Yang Yi asked Xiaoling to take were some samples of decoration materials.

Zhou Yang had initially decided to cooperate with Yang Yi, and Yang Yi gave him a discount on the design fee.

After Zhao Lu knew about it, he asked her jokingly: "Didn't you say that relationships generally don't give discounts?"

Yang Yi looked at her with an unpredictable expression: "I agreed to give him a discount because of you."

Zhao Lu was overjoyed, cleared his throat, and asked: "So, now I have a different relationship with you?"

"Is not it?"

"What is it?" Zhao Lu smiled.

"My friend, what else could it be?"

"..."

Zhou Yang was delayed for some time because of something, so he came in a hurry.

The three of them huddled in an office and discussed a series of details such as the material of the floor, the selection of walls and tiles, and the chandelier on the ceiling.

Yang Yi drew a design sketch with a simple structure, and while explaining it, she listened to Zhou Yang's opinions. In a blink of an eye, the sketch was filled with pencils.

Zhao Lu seemed to be listening to a bible, because she knew too little about knowledge, so she desperately took notes and was responsible for taking pictures at the same time.

By the end of the discussion, all three of them were chest-to-back hungry.

The assistant Xiao Ling knocked on the door and asked Yang Yi if she wanted to order takeaway for them.

Zhou Yang was the first to say: "No, we still have something to do." He touched Zhao Lu's shoulder.

Zhao Lu asked: "Go to the building materials market?"

Zhou Yang rubbed her hair and said, "I promised your mother to have dinner tonight, you don't want to go back with me?"

It turned out to be the case.Zhao Lu nodded and looked at Yang Yi: "You won't work overtime again, will you?"

Yang Yi pointed at the messy sketch she drew, and said helplessly, "I have to change the drawing."

"When will it be changed?"

"I don't know, it will take a few hours at the earliest."

Zhao Lu couldn't help but take her hand: "Then what should I change, let's eat first."

"Eat?" Yang Yi stared at the wrist she was holding.

"Yes, come to my house for dinner. My mother cooks delicious food."

"This..." Yang Yi hesitated, "Going to your house rashly, isn't that good?"

"Why not, we are friends." Zhao Lu said naturally, and gave Zhou Yang a wink.

Zhou Yang understood, and persuaded with a smile: "It's not bad for this night, the picture can be changed tomorrow. Lulu is right, my aunt cooks very well, Miss Yang, let's go with us."

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