It's hard to get a marriage, and the husband spoils it

Chapter 357 Lu Guohao's Red Envelope
The window was rolled down, and it was Lu Guohao who was sitting in the car.

Lu Guohao opened the door and got out of the car, "An An, why did you come out? Rufeng, is he okay?"

"Rufeng is fine. I'm going out to take out the trash. Mr. Lu, are you here to see Rufeng? It's just that we are going to have dinner, so why don't you come in together?"

Lu Guohao was obviously a little hesitant, "I'll go in... Rufeng might not be happy."

Jian Anan smiled slightly, "It's okay, the servants are all going back, Rufeng and I can't eat a big table of food, so let Director Lu come in together."

Lu Guohao thought for a while, then nodded and agreed, "Okay, An An, don't call him Director Lu, it's too strange, just call him Uncle Lu."

Lu Guohao followed Jian Anan into the house, and Lu Rufeng was adding water to the dumplings in the kitchen.

"Rufeng, look, who is here."

Lu Rufeng looked back, and when he saw Lu Guohao, he subconsciously pursed his lips, and looked at him and Jian Anan without saying a word, the atmosphere became a little awkward with his silence.

Jian Anan hurried out to smooth things over and said, "I ran into Uncle Lu outside. It happened that we made a lot of dumplings and cooked a lot of dishes today, so we asked him to come in and eat with us. Anyway, the two of us couldn't finish all the dishes. , Rufeng, do you think so?"

Lu Rufeng didn't have the same cold face as before, he just said lightly: "Well, the dumplings should be fine, come and pick them up, we'll start eating."

"it is good."

Jian Anan went over to grab the dumplings, but Lu Guohao seemed a little embarrassed. After thinking about it, he saw Lu Rufeng turning his wheelchair and coming out of the kitchen. He walked over and said, "I'll push you there."

"No, I can do it myself."

But Lu Guohao still pushed Lu Rufeng over, but Lu Rufeng didn't say anything, and put the hand that was supposed to turn the wheelchair in front of him.

At the dinner table, perhaps due to Lu Guohao's reasons, Lu Rufeng remained indifferent and did not speak, but Jian Anan was deliberately adjusting the atmosphere.

"Uncle Lu, try this dumpling. I made the good-looking dumplings, and the ugly ones are made by Rufeng, but they should all taste pretty good."

"Is this dumpling made like the wind?"

Jian Anan smiled and nodded repeatedly, Lu Guohao looked at Lu Rufeng in surprise, causing Lu Rufeng to purse the corners of his lips, and said angrily, "Don't worry, I didn't poison you."

Jian Anan bumped Lu Rufeng with her elbow, gave him a look, and signaled him to speak up.

Lu Rufeng let out a soft snort, completely disinclined to respond, lowered his head and continued eating.

The corners of Lu Guohao's mouth curved slightly, and he picked up a 'four different' dumpling with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth, and began to eat it seriously.

"Well, the taste is very good. I didn't expect An An's cooking skills to be so good."

"Uncle Lu likes to eat more."

"Okay, I will."

The atmosphere of the New Year's Eve dinner was not bad. Although Lu Rufeng was taciturn from the beginning to the end, Jian Anan and Lu Guohao kept chatting with each other.

After dinner, it was already dark.

From the corner of Lu Guohao's eyes, he looked at Lu Rufeng who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, and said, "I'll tell you a happy New Year in advance, and I won't leave you as a light bulb to accompany you on New Year's Eve."

Jian Anan tugged at Lu Rufeng's clothes and winked at him, probably implying that he should say Happy New Year to Lu Guohao.

Lu Rufeng glanced at Lu Guohao, chose to play dumb, and continued to play Fruit Lianliankan with his head down. He usually dislikes childish games, but now he is very happy to play.

Jian Anan shouted dissatisfied: "Ru Feng!"

Lu Rufeng remained unmoved with a stern face, and when she was about to say something, Lu Guohao interrupted her, "An An, it's okay, I'm leaving first, Rufeng will trouble you to take care of it, remember to call me if you have anything to do .”

"Uncle Lu, let me take you out."

"Oh, good."

Jian Anan sent Lu Guohao out, but Lu Rufeng casually threw the phone aside, looking at the door with complicated eyes.

Today, my gaze accidentally fell on Lu Guohao's hair, only to realize that the hair of this man who was always aggressive in the past had become gray and there were many wrinkles around his eyes.

Only then did Lu Rufeng realize a problem, the man he hated, his father was slowly getting old.

Outside.

"Uncle Lu, don't take it to heart, Rufeng just doesn't want to lose face, didn't he just keep a straight face on purpose just now."

Lu Guohao smiled and waved his hands, "You don't have to speak for him, I don't expect him to give me a smile, it would be nice if he doesn't drive me out with a cold face, I don't worry about it either."

Lu Guohao took out two red envelopes from his jacket pocket, "Come on, this is the New Year's red envelope given to you by Uncle Lu, take it, and give Rufeng another one for me."

Jian Anan thought for a moment, did not refuse, and took the red envelope, "Thank you Uncle Lu, then drive carefully along the way."

Watching Lu Guohao's car go away, Jian Anan went back to the house, sat down beside Lu Rufeng, and handed the red envelope to him with a smile, "Here, this is the red envelope given to you by Uncle Lu, open it and have a look."

Lu Rufeng glanced at the thick red envelope, and said coldly: "I'm not interested, take it away, it will prevent me from playing games."

"Are you sure you don't want to read it? Then I'll take mine apart first."

Jian Anan took apart his own, "It's 888, Uncle Lu really has a heart."

Lu Rufeng glanced sideways, and said contemptuously, "I don't even want to give one thousand, but fortunately he is still the chairman of a listed company."

Jian Anan smiled and said nothing, and put the red envelope aside, "Play the game first, I'll go and clean up the kitchen, and I'll come out to accompany you later."

Like none of them lack this little money, the red envelope just represents a heart.

After Jian Anan left, Lu Rufeng played with his mobile phone for a while, stared at the red envelope on the sofa for a long time, and finally reached out to get it, squeezed it, the thickness of the red envelope was obviously much thicker than Jian Anan's.

Opening the red envelope, there was a thick stack of 27 yuan in cash inside. Lu Rufeng took it out and counted it, it happened to be [-] pieces, and felt very uncomfortable for a moment.

After twelve o'clock tonight, he will be 27 years old. Is Lu Guohao planning to give him every year in the past?

Before Lin Mengyao passed away, the New Year's red envelopes were all given by Lin Mengyao, and Lu Guohao was too busy to come back. After Lin Mengyao's death, the father and son were even more in conflict. Even if Lu Guohao prepared a red envelope, Lu Rufeng might not accept it.

When Jian Anan came back from washing the dishes, she saw the red envelope that had been opened, and secretly laughed in her heart.

She knew that someone was being duplicity.

It was getting dark outside, and Jian Anan and Lu Rufeng sat side by side on the sofa and turned on the TV, which replayed last year's Spring Festival Gala. Jian Anan was bored watching it, but had a good time holding the little black ball in his arms.

The image of Jian An'an hugging the little black ball and smiling sweetly with Cheng Mo flashed through Lu Rufeng's mind. The more he looked at the little black cat, the more unfriendly he became, but the little woman around him still liked it very much.

"An'an, my leg is a little numb, please help me lift it up, and I will lie on the sofa for a while."

As expected, Jian Anan immediately threw away the little black ball, and squatted down anxiously to check Lu Rufeng's legs, "Is the blanket under you not warm? Why don't we stop watching TV and go back to the room and I'll massage your legs..."

Seeing her anxious face, Lu Rufeng's heart softened, and he called softly, "An'an."

She let out a "huh" and raised her head subconsciously. Lu Rufeng's handsome face was close at hand, holding her chin with her hand, and her thin lips were getting closer and closer to her moist red lips...

(End of this chapter)