After the divorce, he became the careful liver of the rich and powerful

If Lu Tingfeng hadn't received a call from his mother, he probably wouldn't want to come back tonight.

The reason for not coming back is unclear.

But when I got home, I saw that thin figure busy in the kitchen, with complicated and incomprehensible eyes hidden in his deep eyes.

Lu Tingfeng gave his mother carefully selected presents, and Madam Xu also had them.

While praising her son's filial piety, Miss Macy asked in a low voice about him and the actor.

Lu Tingfeng walked over with a smile on his face, Ms. Mei Qian didn't ask any more questions, and she also told Lu Tingfeng the purpose of coming this time.

divorce.

The Lu family had hoped that Lu Tingfeng and He Yang would divorce for a long time, and there was no need to drag it on.

What's more, Lu Tinghao also made a phone call to Ms. Mei Qian before, telling them about their real marriage situation, and knowing that He Yang can divorce without anything, so why delay it?

"It's time to eat." He Yang put the last fried dish on the table and called them over for dinner.

Five dishes and one soup, all made by He Yang himself.

The four of them sat at the dining table and ate, and Ms. Mei Qian kept raising topics to chat with Ting Fung and Madam Xu, making He Yang seem out of place.

But He Yang was used to eating quietly, but he didn't feel anything.

Lu Tingfeng caught a glimpse of He Yang from the corner of his eye, he would only pick the dish closest to him, and he didn't touch the other dishes.

There was flesh on his face, but his body was still so thin. For some reason, Lu Tingfeng served He Yang a bowl of chicken soup.

He Yang ignored him and continued to bury his head in eating the rice in the bowl.

Ms. Mei Qian, who was at the side, naturally saw the conflict between the two, and Lu Tingfeng's face was very ugly.

"He Yang, let's have some soup." Madam Maisie persuaded.

He Yang didn't speak, and obediently took the soup from Lu Tingfeng's hand. The rich and greasy smell of the chicken soup hit his face, and He Yang suddenly felt sick to his stomach. He covered his mouth, got up and quickly ran to the bathroom to vomit.

This time, Lu Tingfeng's expression became even uglier.

The morning sickness was very uncomfortable. My stomach was overwhelmed, and I squatted next to the toilet and vomited wildly. It took a long time to finish vomiting, panting heavily.

I was exhausted from vomiting just now, and now I don't have a trace of appetite.

Instead of returning to the dining table, he chose to return to that small room.

Because there is no heating, he needs to sleep with a thick coat at night.

It's so fast!Another two-thirds of the year has passed, it's winter!

On that small desk, besides the book "The Little Prince" he was reading, there was also a diary written by himself. The habit of writing a diary started from the day he met Lu Tingfeng. At that time, he felt that Life is really beautiful and wonderful!

From the heart pounding of falling in love at first sight, to the sweet crit of falling in love, to the heart-piercing not loving.

It feels like a long time has passed, but in fact it is only less than two years.

Marrying Lu Tingfeng with a beautiful dream, but wanting a divorce out of disappointment, it's ridiculous and sad!

He remembered that people in the village laughed at his family at that time, and he was always bullied by the villagers when he was a child. He ran back crying and asked his mother why other children always scolded him for bullying him and didn't like him?

His mother hugged him with a smile, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Because our family's yangyang destiny comes with wealth and good luck, and is good-looking, which other people's children don't have!"

Mom said he was the luckiest kid in the world, so don't cry, laugh.

But in fact, he did not have wealth and good luck. His mother passed away, and his sister became a vegetable and would never wake up. This was the most unspeakable pain in his heart.

Mom lied, he wasn't the luckiest kid in the world.

Just as he was engrossed in his thoughts, the door was kicked open forcefully with a "thump", He Yang was so frightened that he jumped out of his wits.

Besides him, who else would be so arrogant.

Lu Tingfeng asked him angrily: "I didn't expect you to have the brains to call my brother, even my mother came to persuade us to divorce, including my good brother Chen Yinan would mention you from time to time, He Yang, what are you doing now? In a hurry? In a hurry to get rid of me?"

He Yang sat in front of the desk silently, not wanting to answer his words.

He's had enough of the back and forth between two people without a good outcome.

Unexpectedly, He Yang's silence made Lu Tingfeng lose his mind even more. His tall body suddenly bent down to cover He Yang, wrapped him in his arms, pinched his chin, and his deep voice still rang in his ears: "He Yang, it's not impossible for you to be so anxious to get rid of me, just lie down on your thighs and let me fuck you, and let you go when I get tired of playing, how about it?"

"Pa" a loud and crisp slap landed on Lu Tingfeng's face.

No matter how ugly the words are, He Yang has heard them all before, but what he said just now shocked him completely, and it also reminded him of being forced to do that kind of thing with him that night a few days ago. Afterwards, the dazzling hundred-yuan bills fell on him,

As if he was sold out, his dignity was trampled to pieces by humiliation.

Lu Tingfeng, who was slapped, was obviously stunned. Since he was a child, no one dared to slap him.

"You are disgusting," He Yang glared at him furiously.

This angered him even more, "You are the one who pissed me off".

Forcibly dragging He Yang into the bathroom, the bathroom was filled with cold water, Lu Tingfeng pushed him into the bathtub and looked at He Yang's drenched appearance.

Although the heater is turned on in the bathroom, it is early winter after all, and the weather is so cold that it is time to wear a thick coat. When one's skin touches the icy water, the piercing chill immediately spreads from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, and He Yang gasps. Taking a breath of cold air, his body shivered from the cold, his pale face struggled with his hands to get up.

But Lu Tingfeng grabbed his hair and raised his head slightly: "Do you know what I hate about you the most?"