Mr. Lu, Don't Beg, Madam Kicked You Out of the Household Register

Lu Yan's sleep has never been good, and most of the time he goes to work when he can't sleep.

After marrying Jiang Li, every time he finished his work and she fell asleep from exhaustion, he would leave and go to the study to work. He was so busy that he felt sleepy in the middle of the night. He was worried that his poor sleep would affect her, so he simply slept in a separate room.

Ever since the little woman moved out of the apartment, he still slept in his room, but his little sleepiness had completely disappeared.

He would often work for dozens of hours continuously and experience physical discomfort. He would lie in bed and force himself to close his eyes to rest. The image of the little woman busy in the villa could not be left in his mind.

After the existence that I had never paid attention to before suddenly left, the villa was so empty that it made people feel panicked.

Jiang Li took his wrist out of his palm and walked to the sofa to lie down.

The sofa in the VIP ward is big enough for her to lie down and turn around at will.

She was only responsible for taking care of Lu Yan's life, not sleeping with him.

Mrs. Lu, let's make a deal, stay with me for one night, and I'll give you one hundred thousand, how about that?

I'm staying here to keep you company. Mr. Lu wants to hire someone else.

In order to earn 10,000 yuan, you stayed up for three days and three nights repairing and playing a bunch of broken pianos. You can make ten times the money by lying with me for one night. Why should Mrs. Lu have trouble with money?

how do you know?

Jiang Li accepted an order for the debugging work of twenty old pianos. Even the two music teachers who helped her and her employer Fan Peng didn't know that she stayed up at night to debug and play the piano.

Now that the little private secret was exposed by Lu Yan on the spot, he was still indescribably angry after the embarrassment, Mr. Lu would actually do such shameless things?

A few days ago, Jiang Li was hit on the head by Jiang's mother and was hospitalized. She asked her family to call Lu Yan.

Lu Yan mistakenly thought she was following him on the phone and warned him to put away those little women's dirty tricks.

Now that the exact same words were returned, Jiang Li was relieved but felt not happy.

No wonder she was adjusting the piano in the classroom during those days and could faintly smell the familiar smell of menthol cigarettes.

But it was always quiet outside the window, and no cigarette butts were found in the corridor the next day.

There was also the man she met who stopped the car on the roadside that day. He was obviously enthusiastic and talkative, but he was silent all the way after she got in the car. The strong wind blew, and there was always a familiar faint smell of mint tobacco. There was also the kind reminder from the traffic policeman. She thought these It's all just an illusion...

As the facts surfaced, Jiang Li couldn't tell what he was secretly expecting in his heart?

Lu Yan watched the surveillance of the villa for more than a year and learned that the little woman had suffered so many injustices under his nose.

No matter what his mentality is, keeping an eye on people secretly for three days without sleep is really not very upright.

So that day when I saw a little woman with a blind cane trying to find her way in the wilderness, after repeatedly failing to stop a car, she gave up her Lincoln to the farm truck man as collateral and drove a sheep cart into the city without telling her identity. If those annoying guys in the group found out about this, they would probably laugh at him for the rest of his life.

One Meng Qingyan is not enough, and now there is another Fan Peng. Why didn't I find Mrs. Lu so popular before?

Are you investigating me?

Mrs. Lu has the shame to do it, but doesn't have the shame to let people know?

Jiang Li previously explained her relationship with Meng Qingyan.

Lu Yan didn't believe it.

Now she is doubting her relationship with Fan Peng.

It doesn't matter anymore, whatever you think.

They would get divorced sooner or later, and she didn't want to waste her words anymore.

Jiang Li's perfunctory attitude completely aroused Lu Yan's temper.

What do you mean it's not important anymore? Tell me, is it important if I catch you in bed with a wild man later? Jiang Li and we haven't divorced yet!

Other than the divorce certificate, is there any difference between a marriage in name only?

You mean you want to play your own game with me?

In the past more than a year of marriage, Lu Yan had never paid attention to her life and death except for the occasional return home once or twice a month.

Jiang Li had looked forward to it, tried hard to change it, and even tried to actively participate in his life.

But it was all in vain. Now that she had completely seen the nature of this marriage that existed in name only, and hoped that he would ignore her existence as before, he suddenly appeared again and again, taking advantage of every opportunity to interfere with her normal life.

I have applied for separation. I will not care who Mr. Lu wants to play with and how he wants to play during this period. I also ask you to stay away from my life... uh uh...

The man who came to the sofa at some point, hugged the woman who spoke freely, sealed it with a kiss, bit into pieces her words that made his chest swell with anger, and swallowed them into his stomach.

I said that if you mention it again, you are tacitly agreeing to me eating you, Mrs. Lu...

The hoarse voice was so charming in the night.

Jiang Li suddenly seemed to be on a small boat on the sea. The wind and rain came too fast, and the ruthless waves swept her over. She was floating up and down like a floating duck. She just struggled to expose her head to take a breath of oxygen, and was once again swept away by the man's hand. Strongly drowned.

It's like drowning in the powerful masculine atmosphere.

Lu Yan used his own way to punish the little woman in his arms who didn't know what the so-called so-called was. He made her sink in deeply and indulge in it, and he couldn't help but follow him...

The phone sounded a familiar melody at this time.

The ringtone of the piano song White Nightmare completely pulled Jiang Li away from his intoxication.

Everything just now seemed like a nightmare, and her body's reaction reminded her that it was really happening.

She resisted and rejected his approach in her heart, but she couldn't help but fall into the joy he brought again and again and couldn't extricate herself.

Jiang Li despised himself in his heart, but was thankful that the call came in time.

Pushing the man on her body away to answer the phone, she stood up and sat on the sofa, picking up her panicked heartbeat and arranging her messy clothes.

Bai Mengchu's voice came from the phone receiver, and the intermittent crying amplified infinitely in the quiet night.

Jiang Li wanted to temporarily escape to the living room on the other side of the ward, but Lu Yan grabbed his wrist and carried him back, Why are you leaving? Are you feeling guilty?

What do you mean?

Jiang Li's face was flushed, and he had not yet recovered from the ambiguous tide just now. His big, dull eyes looked naive under the dim night light.

For a moment, Lu Yan couldn't tell whether she was a good actress or if she was really innocent?

Your mother broke Bai Mengchu's hand on the eve of the concert. Wasn't she ordered by you?

There was a bang in Jiang Li's head, as if something exploded inside.

He repeated Lu Yan's words in confusion.

My mother broke Bai Mengchu's hand? How could she break her hand? She couldn't possibly...

Lu Yan was not a person who was used to sitting together, but the time when Jiang Li's mother hurt someone was too coincidental.

Tomorrow was her apprenticeship recital. Except for Jiang Li, he couldn't think of any reason for Jiang's mother to hurt a pianist's hand.

Without giving Jiang Li a chance to explain, Lu Yan got into a wheelchair and dragged Jiang Li to the emergency room downstairs.