So desolate: often pitted by a black-bellied husband

Seeing a bottle of mineral water, Lu Anyi handed it to Pei Yifeng, and reproached her, "Are you still smoking? Another bottle might relieve your cough."

When they arrived at the People's Hospital, Lu Anyi got out of the car and rushed to Lu Zhenyang's ward impatiently. After entering the ward, she saw that Lu Zhenyang was sleeping soundly, so she was relieved.

Zhang Xue and Aunt Yue fell asleep on the accompanying bed next to her. She put down her bag and sat beside Lu Zhenyang's bed. Looking at Lu Zhenyang's sleeping face, she curled her lips to reveal a motherly smile.

Pei Yifeng leaned against Lu Zhenyang's bed and looked at Lu Anyi's face. Lu Anyi suddenly thought of Pei Yifeng, turned her face and looked up, met Pei Yifeng's dark eyes, paused for a while, and said to him, "You should go home and rest."

Pei Yifeng raised his eyebrows and asked, "What about you?"

Lu Anyi pointed to Lu Zhenyang's hospital bed and said, "I'll just squeeze in here with Yangyang."

Pei Yifeng nodded, looked at Lu Zhenyang's hospital bed, and said, "I think this bed is big enough for our family of three to squeeze together."

When Lu Anyi heard the words "family of three", she said to Pei Yifeng with a straight face, "Can you open a dyeing workshop just because you don't have any color? The dyeing workshop you opened is also a black dyeing workshop."

Pei Yifeng directly ignored the question about the dyeing workshop in front of Lu Anyi, and asked, "Why is it black?"

Lu Anyi stared at Pei Yifeng fiercely, and said through gritted teeth, "You'd better remember that you blackmailed me tonight. I'm taking that wine with me in my bag."

Pei Yifeng didn't care about Lu Anyi's expression and tone at all, put on a very interested expression, and asked, "Who do you want to keep for drinking?"

Lu Anyi said, "Don't you like to drink? I'm going to take it back for you to taste slowly."

Hearing this, Pei Yifeng smiled evilly, and suddenly leaned into Lu Anyi's ear, and whispered, "Then you must be on call when the time comes, or I will notify you before drinking."

During the speech, bursts of masculine breath rushed to Lu Anyi's neck, making her whole body itchy.

Suddenly, Lu Zhenyang, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes when the two of them were unprepared, and said impatiently, "You two are like children. If you quarrel today, it will be fine tomorrow. Okay, here are three You can't go out if you are sleeping alone?"

Lu Anyi stood up quickly, keeping a distance from Pei Yifeng as if she had been caught in an adulterous affair, and explained, "Whoever is with him is the one who insisted on coming, and I didn't call him to come."

The kid Lu Zhenyang gave Lu Anyi a big roll of his eyes in a shameless way, "There is no silver 300 taels here..."

'There is no silver 300 taels here? 'Lu Anyi couldn't believe her ears, this came from a four-year-old child?Or did the son tell his mother?

She asked Lu Zhenyang with an interrogating tone, "Lu Zhenyang, who taught you this?"

Lu Zhenyang deliberately looked at Pei Yifeng, then looked at Lu Anyi, showed a wide smile to Lu Anyi, and said, "Mom, whoever you think is most likely to teach is that person."

As soon as Lu Zhenyang said the words, the first suspect that Lu Anyi thought of was Pei Yifeng, because it must be interesting for Lu Zhenyang to look at Pei Yifeng before answering.

After such an analysis, she turned her eyes to Pei Yifeng and asked, "Why are you teaching your child such profound words?"

Hearing Lu Anyi's words, Lu Zhenyang, who was on the hospital bed, couldn't help interjecting, "Mom, we have different degrees of profundity."