After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

Lu Yao drove home and met Mr. Huo at the entrance of the downstairs unit building.

They haven't seen each other since the last dispute in the hospital. At this time, they were caught off guard and met with some embarrassment.

Mr. Huo did a good job of psychological preparation and seemed to be much more calm. He led him in first, opened the elevator door, and motioned her to go first. Although they were speechless, the man showed his gentlemanly demeanor everywhere.

Lu Yao took the bag in her hand. After entering the elevator, she inevitably glanced at him and took the lead in saying, "Mr. Huo... Yes?"

The man habitually put his hands in his trousers pocket and smiled politely and decently, "I've come to pick up Linlin. I heard that it's inconvenient for you to always live here. It's just that my work in Kyoto has been handed over."

When Lu Yao heard the speech, she turned her eyes to the right and looked colder. She stared at the numbers on the elevator and was ready to lift her feet. When the elevator "Ding" opened, she pretended to go out and said faintly: "I went to Kyoto on business this time. I took the time to go to the hospital and was lucky to see Mr. Huo's ex-wife."

The man stepped out with his steps. When he heard this, he paused and stopped at the door of the elevator.

Lu Yao was not surprised. Seeing that no one had caught up, he turned around and looked at him: "after all, Linlin is my best friend. She can not pursue some things, but I must find out for her. Please be considerate."

Mr. Huo said in a deep voice. He hasn't seen him for some time. He has a beard on his face. With this handsome face, he shows a bit of uncle's style and is more charming.

Zhou Linlin likes this type, which is not surprising.

"So, what have you figured out?" He opened his mouth with a deep voice.

"She is more beautiful than I thought, gentle, intellectual and extraordinary. It is said that she is a university professor and a doctoral supervisor of Kyoto University."

Lu Yao's eyes dropped and her thoughts were trapped in memories. She still felt dumb when she thought of the thin figure lying on the plain white sheet in the hospital and her bony fingers when she picked up the water cup to drink.

"But he was still haggard, his face was bad, and he was thin and out of shape. The news of depression spread in school. Now her work has been suspended. When she can go back and whether she can go back is unknown. " She then added, standing from the perspective of onlookers, showing a bit of indifference.

When Mr. Huo heard this, his eyes finally couldn't bear it.

Lu Yao noticed and raised a sarcastic smile, "I can't judge your personal choice. After all, your divorce was indeed several years ago, but I'm always aftertaste you when your ex-wife mentioned you. I can see that she has a deep friendship with you, and it is not difficult to judge that you have been very kind to her in those years. "

"So what?" Mr. Huo looked inquisitive, perhaps holding a confrontational attitude, and his tone was obviously cold.

"That is to say, I have reason to doubt that Mr. Huo is not a long-term lover. You are good to Linlin now, and it can not be ruled out that you will meet someone more desirable in the future, and she will become your ex-wife now." Lu Yao's lips pulled, "how many people will believe those vows to build momentum."

Mr. Huo listened to her and suddenly buried his head in a smile. "Listen to you, you mean you don't want me to enter this house?"

"That's not." Lu Yao collected her eyes and made a concession gesture. "After all, marriage belongs to you two. The reason why I said this to Mr. Huo is to remind you that you are less than 40 and the road of life is long. I hope you can fully consider some things."

Her words made Mr. Huo's eyes turn, and then he frowned strangely, "Miss Lu, I found a problem with you."

"What's the problem?"

He smiled again and leaned forward. "It's not a good habit to be perfect in everything."

He said that, raised his feet around Lu Yao, turned the corner and knocked on the door.

Lu Yao was stunned for a second, followed up and stood behind him to argue. Unexpectedly, the door opened soon, and she could only swallow what she wanted to say.

When changing shoes at the door, the man suddenly glanced at her and said, "if you are like this, I'm afraid only Shao Yunchen can live. I heard that you two have remarried?"

Lu Yao was taking slippers out of the porch. When she heard her face, she saw Lu's mother standing at the door and listening to her ears bend over, "remarry, remarry what?"

It was like eating people. His eyes were straight and fell on Lu Yao like a knife.

Lu Yao's face was pale. Glancing at Mr. Huo, he saw that he changed his shoes calmly, got up and responded with a smile: "Linlin asked me to introduce Lu Yao's boyfriend. I said there was one, but it was a pity that he remarried with his ex-wife some time ago."

When Lu's mother heard the speech, her whole face relaxed instantly and put the pot shovel and pestle in her hand in front of Lu Yao. "They have no fate and no pity. Wash their hands and prepare for dinner."

Lu Yao lowered her head, took off her bag, put it in the porch, and calmly went to the bathroom to wash her hands. At this time, Mr. Huo followed up and picked up a handful of water with a shallow smile. "I also want to help you try my aunt's attitude. It's good intention."

Lu Yao lowered her head, squeezed the hand sanitizer in the palm and rubbed it hard. She was very angry.

"What are you two doing?" At this time, a deep voice sounded in her ears. Lu Yao looked up and saw half a pale face clubbed at the door of the bathroom. Her hair was fluffy and she didn't apply powder.

"Ask your Mr. Huo." After washing her hands, Lu Yao took out a paper towel and wiped it. She threw the paper towel into the basket and turned to the door.

Zhou Linlin held the head of a chicken nest, yawned, dragged her feet to catch up, and followed Lu Yao into the baby room.

In the room, Huo Jue and an Yan were next to each other. They both fell asleep, but an Yan was still crying in his eyes. At first glance, he was tired of crying and went to sleep.

Lu Yao couldn't bear it. She wiped the tears off his face with one hand, squatted there and looked at it. Her throat was tight and her eyes were red.

"Anxi is gone, and Anyan is thin." Zhou Linlin looked at Lu Yao's side face, held the corner of the table and sat down next to her. She said calmly, "aunt has been idle these two days and will cry. If you don't cry, you will sigh. Don't make her angry at the dinner table for a while. You should focus on what you say."

"Yes." Lu Yao sucked her nose and her voice was difficult.

Her fingers ran gently across the child's face. The little guy smacked his mouth, reached out and grabbed it, and then his sleep became more stable.

She watched quietly until Mr. Huo came, pushed the door open a small gap, and whispered to the people inside, "eat first."

Lu Yao restrained her eyes and helped Zhou Linlin out. Then she went to the dinner table. Many people ate, but the atmosphere was strange. Lu's mother only drank a bowl of soup during the period. It seems that she has no plans to eat. Lu Yao can't bear to carry her bowl to the kitchen for dinner. She is also stopped on the way.

"Mom is not hungry. She doesn't want to eat." Lu Mu held the bowl in her hand and was very persistent.

Seeing this, the aunt took the rice cooker out of the kitchen and stood next to Mrs. Lu. "The old lady hasn't eaten for several days, so her body can't stand it. Now Miss Lu is back, so you can have a bite."

Lu's mother waved her hand and shook her head powerlessly, "I have no appetite. Anxi is not at home. I can't lift up my spirit when I do anything. I don't know how she is doing now. Do you miss grandma..."

Three or two words made everyone at the table silent.

Lu's mother looked up again and looked at Lu Yao. "Your father started talking about children when he was awake these two days. Yao Yao, think of a way to pick Anxi back..."