"Maybe."

Lu Yin laughed at himself.

Han Che found that he couldn't understand him. If he had been before, he dared to make sure that Lu Yin didn't love Lin qiner.

No feelings for her, even if there is, there is more or less guilt.

But now

He's not sure.

He doesn't seem ruthless to her.

"Lu Yin, to tell you the truth, what are your feelings for Lin qiner?"

"No feelings." He answered quickly.

"Oh. If you have no feelings, what are you doing now? For whom? "

Lu Yin frowned and glanced at him unhappily, "Han Che, you talk a lot tonight."

Han Che raised his hand and banged. The can in his hand was accurately thrown into the dustbin. "Do you dislike me for talking too much now? When I drink with you, why don't you think I'm in the way? "

Lu Yin drank and ignored him.

Oh, sample.

Han Che put his hand on his shoulder and patted, "man, there's nothing you can't admit. It's not a shame to have feelings for a woman. In particular, this woman has pursued you for several years and has become a well-known joke in this circle. "

It's really not easy for a woman to do this.

Hanche has to admire it.

If it were him, he couldn't do it. How much love must he have to give up his face and dignity?

……

Back to the manor, it was nearly early in the morning.

Lu Yin took a bath. After lying down, his mind began to empty.

Almost a week has passed since she filed for divorce.

She hasn't heard from him or contacted him on her own initiative.

This marriage, still divorced?

With one hand in his eyes, he sighed almost unheard. Forget it. Ask again tomorrow.

The next day, early in the morning.

The servant sent the newly delivered financial Morning Post and magazine to the restaurant.

Lu Yin took a cup of black coffee, took a newspaper and looked at it at will. The servant stood still.

"Anything else?"

The servant was about to stop talking. Lu Yin raised his head, "what's up?"

"Sir, it's madam's express. Someone sent her an express and sent it to Zhuang Yuan. " Deeply afraid that he blamed himself for signing without authorization, the servant explained, "the courier said it was an urgent express. I was worried that my wife was in a hurry, so I signed for her."

The servant also knew that now the lady was not in the manor, but had been living in her mother's house.

People in the manor know that there is a conflict between Mr. and Mrs. she signed for Mrs. express at this special time, which may annoy Mr. Zhang.

Simply, Lu Yin was not angry.

He said lightly, "it's all right. I'll send it to her later."

The servant breathed a long sigh of relief. "Yes, sir."

The express was a document. Lu Yin took it and drove away.

Go to Lin's house.

Lin Zhenhua was not at home, but Mrs. Lin was. As soon as the servant informed, she said happily, "please come in."

"Mother."

Lu Yin stepped into the room.

It is said that the more mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more satisfied she is. Mrs. Lin is just like this. The more she looks at Lu Yin, the more satisfied she is.

The more you look at this son-in-law, the more you like it.

Lu Yin's parents had long passed away. When his mother called out, Mrs. Lin suddenly gushed out her love as an elder and a mother.

Warmly greeted him, "Lu Yin is coming. Come on, come and sit down."

Mrs. Lin's attitude remained the same. Lu Yin guessed that Lin qiner had not told her parents about the divorce.

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