The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 13 Grandma's Scheming

After the evening, Lu Zhanyuan asked the car to take Sun Jiajun back, but He Fengxiao told them to drop by, so Lu Zhanyuan asked He Fengxiao to take Sun Jiajun back without thinking too much.

He Fengxiao didn't ask the driver to pick him up, and walked behind Sun Jiajun, and maybe because the moonlight was so beautiful today, he took Sun Jiajun's hand.

A pebble was thrown into the calm water, Sun Jiajun wanted to take out his hand, but Feng Xiao refused to let him, his forehead was densely covered with sweat.

Sun Jiajun couldn't help laughing: "You hold my hand, why are you sweating?"

"elder brother……?"

When Lu Zhanjiang came back, Lu Zhanyuan was still waiting for him downstairs, Lu Zhanjiang glanced at the time, it was two o'clock, he rubbed his head: "It's so late and you don't sleep?"

Lu Zhanyuan was flustered and panicked. Although Lu Zhanjiang loved her, she was still a little afraid of him.

"Just talk if you have something to say?" Lu Zhanjiang's brain hurts a lot, he supported his head, and when he saw that Lu Zhanyuan didn't speak, he turned around and was about to go upstairs.

"Brother, Jiajun is my friend..."

There seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in Lu Zhanjiang's slender eyes. Lu Zhanyuan bit her lip as she watched the ice-like coolness in her brother's eyes.

Lu Zhanyuan remembered Lu Zhanjiang's expression when he was talking to Sun Jiajun. No, her brother never remembered her friend's name, let alone Jiajun. He never came to her house. How did my brother know Jiajun's name?
Jiajun's life was already suffering enough, he glanced at Lu Zhanjiang's face, and spoke again eagerly.

"Brother, Jiajun is not that kind of woman..."

Lu Zhanjiang just glanced at it. Lu Zhanyuan's white hands were tightly dug into the flesh, and the cold brushed past him invisible.

"Yuanyuan, I don't like little girls."

Lu Zhanyuan raised her head happily, really nothing?She thinks too much?

That was the best, Lu Zhanyuan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at her brother.

"Then I'm going back to my room. I was scared to death. I thought you thought about her. You can never remember my friend's name. Brother, don't forget my gift..."

Lu Zhanjiang raised his thin lips slightly, and when Lu Zhanyuan entered the room, the room became quiet again, and then Lu Zhanjiang smiled playfully.

The Sun family knew the relationship between Sun Jiajun and He Fengxiao, but Sun Xinquan didn't quite agree with it, mainly because He Fengxiao's family couldn't help him much, and He Fengxiao's family had been well-known in the art circle for several generations, and it was certain that they were rich. But power is not enough, what the Sun family hopes is to form an alliance with someone with power, and Feng Xiao obviously does not meet such conditions.

"Jiajun, stop, I have something to tell you."

Grandma called to stop Sun Jiajun who was about to go out.

Sun Jiajun looked at the people in front of her and waited for her reprimand. She was used to it, either saying that she spent too much money, or that she treated Sun Jiawei badly, and almost nothing else.

"I heard that you were very close to that kid from the family?"

Sun Jiajun lifted his lips, but they didn't expect them to know quite quickly.

"I told you Grandma Zhang, wait for her grandson to come back in two days, you can meet up, now you are not young..."

What is this for?
Exchange yourself for money?

Sun Jiajun watched her grandma's mouth open and close, which made her feel a strong sense of alienation. Is this her grandma?

"Grandma, you still have a granddaughter. If you want to introduce her, introduce her." Jiajun's voice was low and provocative, and she shifted her gaze to Sun Jiawei who was standing behind her grandma, and calmly withdrew her gaze.

An imperceptible gleam flashed in Grandma Sun's eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

"Why, you don't even listen to what grandma says?"

Half a year later, Sun Jiajun and Lu Zhanyuan are as good as one person. When Feng Xiao and Sun Jiajun are together, Lu Zhanyuan is always there. Sometimes Sun Jiajun will joke that Lu Zhanyuan is a big light bulb, but Lu Zhanyuan Still the same.

"Jiajun, I heard that you are going to have dinner with my family today?" Lu Zhanyuan held Sun Jiajun's arm when she was out of school, her bright eyes were black and bright, and they were faintly moving.

"Why do you want to join in the fun?"

Sun Jiajun is used to it, after all, they are threesome now, and she and Lu Zhanyuan are inseparable wherever they go.

"Mom, Jiajun and Zhanyuan are here..." He Fengxiao called out to the people sitting on the sofa.

It's similar to what my mother and Sun Jiajun thought. It seems that he should be a very kind person. He took Lu Zhanyuan's hand and began to gossip about family affairs. If it was an ordinary person, I might think it was inappropriate, but Sun Jiajun has never cared about this. Thinking about it, I guess They are also old acquaintances, and they are sitting beside He Fengxiao, the two of them are whispering, Lu Zhanyuan is a little out of control, more like embarrassed, Sun Jiajun winks at her, that means, you are still helping me, she doesn't Get used to dealing with the elderly.

He Fengxiao's mother looked at Sun Jiajun and asked calmly: "Are you Fengxiao's classmate? I haven't heard this child mention it before, but I brought you here suddenly today. I didn't prepare for it, and he didn't say anything. Yuanyuan is coming, or I will cook two Yuanyuan's favorite dishes."

The expression on He Fengxiao's face was cloudy and unpredictable, as if he had something to say to his mother, but in the end he held back, holding Sun Jiajun's hand a little tighter.

If Sun Jiajun hadn't realized what Feng Xiao's mother had to her at this time, then she would be a fool if she didn't understand at the table next.

He mother put food for Lu Zhanyuan, then looked at Sun Jiajun as if he remembered something.

"Your name……"

At the beginning, she glanced at Sun Jiajun and had no interest in her. Now she wanted to talk, but she couldn't remember her name. She looked at Sun Jiajun with a serious face, and said with something in her words: "Feng Xiao just be careful, if someone else Deliberately hooking up with him or something, boy, give me some sweetness..."

"Auntie..." Lu Zhanyuan quickly called Auntie, and looked at her with a smile on his mother's face.

After dinner, Sun Jiajun tried her best to find something to say. She knew that Feng Xiao's mother was a painter, and she wanted to talk to her about interesting topics, but she was completely immersed in her own world and ignored her at all. Except when Lu Zhanyuan was talking, she would answer politely. Sun Jiajun sat awkwardly and wanted to leave, so he could only bite the bullet and stand up.

(End of this chapter)