Jiang Lan didn't wait for Lu Jingchi to join her, she took a taxi to Lu Zhai alone.

In the evening, Lin'an City was hazy with mist and rain, and all the buildings became blurred and invisible.

Jiang Lan arrived at the place and walked in carrying the fruits he bought casually on the roadside.

Anyway, no matter what she buys, Mrs. Lu doesn't like it.

The Lu family was very lively today, with many cars parked in the courtyard and at the door.

Lu Shengwen and his ex-wife have a daughter named Lu Xiyun. They got married early. Today she, her husband and their two children are here.

Lu Jingchi and Lu Wanrou are biological brothers and sisters, and they were born to Mrs. Lu.

There is also a younger son, whom Lu Shengwen brought back from outside. It is said that his biological mother died of amniotic fluid embolism when giving birth to him, so Lu Shengwen raised him in the Lu family.

Mrs. Lu has always been the one to take care of her. Naturally, Mrs. Lu is not that concerned about other people's sons. She has been raised to be an ignorant and incompetent playboy since she was a child.

As soon as Jiang Lan entered the door, she heard the sound of children playing.

The child's innocent laughter and laughter were like dense needles, piercing Jiang Lan's heart, causing a dull pain in his chest.

She was holding an umbrella and standing in the courtyard. The two children rushed toward her, and the seven-year-old boy bumped into her leg.

Jiang Lan staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"The mute is here!"

"The mute is here!"

The boy circled around her, shouting "mute" loudly. He used an innocent tone to reveal other people's scars, and looked ignorant of the world, as if he didn't understand whether his casual words would hurt others.

Jiang Lan ignored him and walked past the boy towards the living room.

The boy rushed up and grabbed the fruit in her hand. Jiang Lan clutched the bag tightly and did not let go.

"you give me!"

The boy raised his head angrily and glared at Jiang Lan. Jiang Lan looked at him calmly and didn't respond.

As soon as she entered the villa, she could feel the invisible hostility in the air, and even the resentment in her heart grew out.

She clutched the bag stubbornly, unable to tell whether it was pain or resentment that was stuck in her heart.

Why can they be so happy?

Just because she was mute, both of her children died in the hands of this family.

Because she is mute, she is guilty and deserves a bad death.

The boy was so angry that he tugged at the bag with a grin on his face, and even raised his foot to step on Jiang Lan's leg.

Jiang Lan loosened his fingers and avoided his feet, but the boy lost his support and sat down on the ground under the inertia. The fruit in his hand spilled all over the floor, covered in mud and rolled everywhere.

The boy was hurt by the fall. He sat on the wet ground and cried heartbrokenly.

The loud crying attracted people in the living room.

Lu Xiyun rushed up, helped the boy up, patted the dirt on his body, "Xiao Hao, are you okay?"

While crying, Xiao Hao pointed at Jiang Lan and complained about his grievances.

Everyone looked at Jiang Lan with condemning eyes, as if she was a heinous sinner.

She held the umbrella tightly, her knuckles turned white.

Lu Wanrou joked half-jokingly: "Sister-in-law, you are such a grown-up person, why do you still bully a child?"

Lu Xiyun suppressed his anger and put on the airs of an eldest sister: "I heard just now that children are not sensible, aren't you sensible too? Complain with a child!"

Lu Xiyun is much older, she is 35 this year, but she takes good care of herself and looks like she is in her mid-20s.

She also whispered, "Not well-educated." But her voice was very low, and no one heard her under the cover of the boy's cry.

"Forget it, Xiao Hao is not hurt, is he?" Mrs. Lu said: "What's the use of telling a mute all this? Go in first, it's raining outside."
Chapter completed!