When a husband who has been married for three years loses his memory

Chapter 17 Calling Brother-in-Law, Don't Think About It
Men's intuition is also very keen.

Especially when he sensed that someone was trying to poach his corner.

Lu Yunzhan hid behind the wall, and when he heard Liang Jingyuan talk about the person he liked, he had an inexplicable premonition—Liang Jingyuan wanted to confess to Duan Yingtang.

As soon as this idea came up, Lu Yunzhan couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately stood up and interrupted the other party.

He glanced at Liang Jingyuan expressionlessly, with a hint of warning in his phoenix eyes.

Liang Jingyuan looked straight at it calmly, without any guilt or embarrassment at all.

He slightly nodded towards Duan Yingtang: "I'll go back first."

Then he lifted his foot and planned to leave.

Lu Yunzhan suddenly said, "Young Master Liang wanted to say something to my wife just now? Why don't you tell me too?"

The voice was indifferent and calm, like a stream flowing slowly through a mountain stream, but there was a bit of biting coldness in the tone.

Liang Jingyuan paused slightly, turned around, with a very calm expression: "I didn't say anything, just chatting."

"Really?" Lu Yunzhan laughed sarcastically, and said slowly, "I'm Young Master Liang's brother-in-law. Shouldn't Young Master Liang say hello to me when he sees me?"

Hearing this, Liang Jingyuan's expression changed immediately, he couldn't maintain any indifference, and his face was extremely ugly.

Lu Yunzhan was reminding him: he and Duan Yingtang can only be siblings, and the most important point is that Duan Yingtang is already married.

Seeing Liang Jingyuan's deflated expression, Lu Yunzhan finally felt a little better.

It's best not to worry about things that don't belong to you.

Liang Jingyuan sneered: "I never regarded Duan Yingtang as my sister."

Lu Yunzhan subconsciously looked at Duan Yingtang.

The expression on Duan Yingtang's face didn't change, and even when Lu Yunzhan looked at her, he showed a trace of bewilderment: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Lu Yunzhan walked up to her, lowered his eyes, and looked at her: "Aren't you angry?"

Duan Yingtang didn't understand, so he asked, "Why am I angry?"

Lu Yunzhan stared at her: "Aren't you angry at what he said?"

This "he" refers to Liang Jingyuan, of course.

Duan Yingtang shook her head: "Not angry. Our relationship is not very good."

Hearing this, Liang Jingyuan's expression changed slightly, and then his eyes drooped, covering the bitterness in his eyes.

He didn't stay any longer, turned around and left.

Lu Yunzhan hadn't had lunch yet, so Duan Yingtang could only take him to a restaurant outside the hotel for dinner.

Knowing that she was with Lu Yunzhan, Meng Antong also left the hotel and took a taxi home to catch up on sleep.

Duan Yingtang was not full just now, so he ordered some pasta to eat with Lu Yunzhan.

After lunch, Lu Yunzhan had to go back to the company and continue to work. By the way, he took away the extra 200 yuan that Duan Yingtang promised to give him last night.

Before getting into the car, Lu Yunzhan couldn't help asking again: "You really don't want to go to the company with me?"

Duan Yingtang shook her head: "Taozi asked me to play tennis."

"Peach?" Lu Yunzhan frowned, "Your friend? Male or female?"

"It's a girl." Duan Yingtang explained, "Xu Hetao, you've seen her before."

Lu Yunzhan muttered: "It was me who saw her before, not me now."

After finishing speaking, he inexplicably felt that his current performance seemed to be inseparable from Duan Yingtang, and Lu Yunzhan quickly woke himself up in his heart: Are you crazy?Why do you want to stay with Duan Yingtang so much?
Duan Yingtang waved his hand: "Go to work, call me if you have something to do, I'm leaving."

Lu Yunzhan called her to stop, with a coy tone: "You just left?"

Duan Yingtang looked puzzled: "If I don't go this way, then how should I go?"

Lu Yunzhan: "..."

Lu Yunzhan was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "Is there nothing you want to do?"

Duan Yingtang looked at him, lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment, then shook his head hesitantly: "No."

Lu Yunzhan's complexion became almost as ugly as Liang Jingyuan's before, a thin layer of ice covered his phoenix eyes, and he turned and left angrily.

And slammed the car door very loudly.

Duan Yingtang was puzzled by the smash, and muttered: "What's wrong with Miss again?"

She didn't realize it until she got in the car, her expression was a little subtle, and a trace of surprise flashed in Taohua's eyes: "Could it be that Lu Yunzhan wants me to kiss him?"

She found it a little funny, "Why didn't you just tell me if you want me to kiss him? Could this be a pure high school student?"

After starting the car, Duan Yingtang navigated there according to the address Xu Hetao sent her.

Xu Hetao graduated at the same time as her, but their majors are different.

She studied finance, while Xu Hetao was an art student. After graduation, she opened a comic studio with her classmates. Her usual job was to draw comics. Her elder brother sent people to help with business negotiations. Comics are notoriously picky—not picky whether the work is excellent or not, but picking the eye.

For the works she likes, she is willing to help others draw them for free. For the works she doesn't like, no matter how much money the other party spends, it won't help.

So Xu Hetao is considered the most leisurely painter in their studio, after all, Miss Xu's family is not short of money.

Others were staying up late to draft manuscripts, she was sleeping soundly on a two-meter-high bed, and others were dealing with the hard-to-serve Party A, she was watching the race leisurely in the racing track, making her studio partners envious of her Jealousy and hate.

An hour later, Duan Yingtang arrived at the club.

Since tennis courts require a wide field, this club named Tianshu is not located in the city center.

In addition to the tennis court, there is also a golf course in the club, so you can often see some well-dressed upper-class people come here to play golf or discuss business.

Duan Yingtang handed over the car keys to the parking boy, and was guided by the waiter at the door to the tennis center.

This time, Xu Hetao didn't ask anyone to chat with her, but sat on the sofa and sulked. Behind him stood a tall, bald man with a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. The whole private room was so quiet that even a needle fell on the ground. Can hear.

Until Duan Yingtang opened the door and walked in.

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Duan Yingtang raised her eyebrows slightly, her peach blossom eyes half-smile: "Are you not welcome?"

Xu Hetao hurriedly said: "No."

She glanced at the bald man who didn't change his face even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, and said angrily, "I just don't want to see someone."

The bald man remained motionless, as if he didn't recognize who "someone" Xu Hetao was talking about.

Duan Yingtang took his seat slowly, looking back and forth between Xu Hetao and the bald man: "Why did someone make us Miss Xu angry?"

Xu Hetao was wronged and angry: "He drove away all the friends I called to play."

Facing her accusation, the bald man remained unmoved, even his expression remained unchanged.

Duan Yingtang twitched the corner of her mouth, but there was not much smile in her eyes: "Did you call someone else?"

Xu Hetao was inexplicably guilty, and the volume dropped a few degrees: "I met in the club."

She raised her head and smiled flatteringly at Duan Yingtang, "I'm bored by myself, so I asked them to come over and play together."

Of course, Duan Yingtang couldn't be angry because Xu Hetao called someone else, she just felt a little strange: "Who did you meet?"

If it is a friend who has a good relationship with Xu Hetao, even if Xiao Shaoheng is a bodyguard arranged by the elder brother of the Xu family, it is impossible to hinder Xu Hetao's communication.

Unless there are people in that group who pose a threat to Xu Hetao.

Xu Hetao recalled it for a while, with a hesitant expression: "It's Wen Xiaoning and Yuan Ze."

Hearing Wen Xiaoning's name, Duan Yingtang probably knew why the bald man wanted to drive him away.

　#small theater#
　　Xiao Lu: Why didn't you kiss me this time? !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)