Love is not too late: Lu Shao's number one sweet wife

Chapter 51 She Was Hurt
"dad!"

Lu Yanbo stood together and shouted respectfully.

Lu Shanlong glanced at him: "Go out so early today."

"Well. There's something wrong." Lu Yanbo nodded and said softly.

"Have you had breakfast yet?" Lu Shanlong asked with rare concern.

While Lu Yanbo was thinking, he shook his head, looked in the direction upstairs with a troubled face, and sighed: "Forget it, I'd better go out and eat something."

Lu Shanlong was just asking casually, but he didn't expect to ask Lu Yanbo's embarrassed face. He frowned and said, "What's going on? Why don't you eat at home?"

"Dad! Brother's temper today... I'd better go out to eat." Lu Yanbo said with his head down, bid farewell to Lu Shanlong and left in a hurry.

Lu Shanlong looked at his back, walked into the house with a frown, and immediately a servant came to greet him, handing him a towel and warm water.

"What's wrong with the young master?" Lu Shanlong asked.

The servant lowered his head and replied: "The eldest young master lost his temper for some reason and ruined all the breakfast. Butler Zhang is leading someone to clean up now."

Lu Shanlong was startled, then sighed: "Understood, let's go down."

Walking towards the stairs, the pace became slower and slower, and finally stood still, looking up at the direction of the second floor, Lu Shanlong kept sighing in his heart.

The eldest son's temper is getting worse and worse, making the family restless. It's no wonder that Lu Yanbo can't eat at home, even after he heard the news, he lost his appetite.

Thinking back to ten years ago, Lu Mohan was only in his teens at that time, he was outstanding since he was a child, and he had a good temper, and he was taken out to be praised by others, but since he couldn't stand up, his temper has really become worse day by day irritable.

Speaking of which, he could barely remember his eldest son ten years ago, and only the countless temper tantrums that this eldest son had lost in the past ten years were in his mind.

"Shanlong, what are you doing here?" Peng Zixian walked over and asked curiously.

"It's nothing." Lu Shanlong looked back at the second floor and smiled at his second wife.

How could Peng Zixian not know what he was looking at, it was just about Lu Mohan, she just didn't want to point it out.

Stretching out her hand to hold Lu Shanlong's arm, she thoughtfully said: "Let's go, I arranged the kitchen to make a Chinese breakfast for you today, you have been flying around outside for a while, and you haven't eaten well, so you can make up for it when you get home. repair."

Lu Shanlong patted her hand, and the two walked towards the restaurant together.

At the same time, Steward Zhang finally persuaded Lu Mohan and asked someone to come in to clean up the ground.

When the servants were busy, Lu Mohan sat there silently watching. It wasn't until those people wiped the floor and left the room that he suddenly said, "Her hand was hurt."

"What?" Butler Zhang didn't realize it for a while, and asked blankly.

Annoyance flashed across Lu Mohan's face: "Ruan Yitian, her hand was hurt."

"Miss Ruan?" Steward Zhang called out in surprise, "Did she hurt her hand? When did it happen? I'll call the doctor right away!"

Lu Mohan pursed his lips noncommittally, and said nothing, so Butler Zhang knew that he was urging him to go quickly.

"Master, wait a moment. I'll come and tell you if there's any news." Steward Zhang walked out the door after speaking. Just as he opened the door to go out, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred in his mind, and he figured out something.

He turned around and walked back a few steps so that Lu Mohan who was in the bedroom could see him, and then asked aloud, "Young master, didn't you lose your temper just because of this?"

Lu Mohan glanced at Butler Zhang expressionlessly.

When did he need to explain why he lost his temper?
With just one glance, Butler Zhang knew that he had guessed right!

Sighing, he shook his head and said to Lu Mohan, "Young Master, you can't do this..."

"If you feel sorry for Miss Ruan's injury, you can tell her directly? Who knows why you lost your temper like you did today? I'm afraid it will scare Miss Ruan quite a bit. I heard that she ran away crying. out."

Butler Zhang said earnestly, feeling that he was really tired, and he had to play the role of a close butler from time to time.

Others don't know, but Lu Mohan clearly knows why he loses his temper uncontrollably. Of course, he also knows that Ruan Yitian is frightened.

He didn't refute Butler Zhang's words, but pondered for a moment and said, "Go out, and let me know if there's any situation."

Housekeeper Zhang knew that this wayward young master couldn't make sense once or twice, so he sighed secretly, then turned and left.

With the young master's instructions, Steward Zhang went directly to the door of Ruan Yitian's room, and knocked on the door.

When no one answered, he opened his throat and shouted, "Miss Ruan, are you there, Miss Ruan?"

After a while, the door opened, butler Zhang was taken aback by Ruan Yitian's appearance.

Her small face was pale and pale, but her eyes were red and swollen like big peaches, and her nose was also red. She looked haggard and pitiful.

Butler Zhang was taken aback by her appearance: "Miss Ruan, what's wrong with you?"

"Huh? I'm fine?" Ruan Yitian forced a smile, lowered her head, and covered her forehead with her hands, ashamed to let others see her distressed appearance.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Steward Zhang immediately remembered his mission, and said, "Miss Ruan, is your hand alright?"

"Hands?" Ruan Yitian was a little dazed, her red and swollen eyes couldn't be opened, and she still tried to stare at Butler Zhang, "Uncle Butler, what's wrong with my hands?"

"Didn't you say you were injured?"

"No!" Ruan Yitian shook her head, suddenly thought of something, stretched out her right hand to look, shook her head and said, "It's okay, just got stabbed by a piece of broken porcelain, it's already healed."

It's just a small wound with a drop of blood, and it's been fine for a long time.

Steward Zhang followed her gaze, and after realizing that there was nothing wrong, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that it's okay. I saw that the young master was so worried, and I thought it was a big wound."

The young master is worried?
Ruan Yitian smiled mockingly in her heart.

How could the young master be worried? If he had been worried, he wouldn't have lost his temper suddenly, and wouldn't have pointed at her nose and told her to fuck off.

Thinking of the disgust in his eyes at that time, Ruan Yitian's heart tightened suddenly, feeling inexplicably sad, her nose soured and she shed tears.

"What did you say? Miss Ruan, don't be sad, the young master lost his temper because he loved you..." Butler Zhang said nice things.

Ruan Yitian shook her head, sobbed and said, "Uncle Housekeeper, do you have anything else to do?"

"No, it's all right..."

"Then I want to rest, I'm sorry." Ruan Yitian said apologetically, and closed the door again.

Butler Zhang was stunned, and when he heard the sobbing sound coming from the room, he couldn't help feeling dizzy, Ruan Yitian wasn't such a crying girl before, what happened today?I feel like I'm going to cry the Great Wall...

Young people today!
Steward Zhang sighed, and went back to report to Lu Mohan.

Hearing that Ruan Yitian's hands were fine, Lu Mohan's face immediately changed from cloudy to sunny, and when she heard that her eyes were so red and swollen that she couldn't open them but she was still crying, the two hands next to her , can't help but clenched into a fist!

(End of this chapter)