I thought Zhao Qingqing would say, 'Forget it, I'll go by myself' or 'If there's no chicken, there's no ****, so I won't eat it today.'
Unexpectedly, she explained with a crooked look: "Remember to buy a good one and let him cut his stomach open as well."
"..." Luo Jian's mouth twitched twice.
Girl, you really don't know how to be polite.
Luo Jian took his coat, changed his shoes, opened the door, and ran into Lu Yifan head-on.
"Ivan."
Lu Yifan was wearing a suit, with a tired look on his face, and there were two red bloodshot eyes, which showed that he had not slept well.
"You haven't left yet?" Lu Yifan asked calmly.
Stepping through the door, he held two bags of things in his hands, both of which were supplements.
Seeing Mu Mu sitting on the sofa, there was a touch of tenderness in his eyes.
She was not awake when he came in the morning.
He took off his shoes, walked to Mu Mu and sat down next to Mu Mu with his bare socks on. He looked at her sideways and brushed her hair out of habit.
"Did you eat this morning?"
no respond.
"eat more."
Still no response.
As smart as him, how could he not see what Luo Jian could see? He sighed deeply and exhaled faintly, feeling sad and helpless.
"I'm going to City A for a few days, can you come with me?"
He was worried that Zhao Qingqing could not take good care of Mu Mu. After all, she learned and sold her cooking skills.
Ms. Lu asked him to take Mu Mu back and she would take care of him personally.
He didn't want to, but he knew that Mu Mu's answer would definitely be to shake his head.
As expected, Mu Mu shook her head and said she wouldn't go.
Seeing that Lu Yifan and Mu Mu were particularly entangled, Luo Jian lit a cigarette and left.
Zhao Qingqing hurriedly followed, "I'll go downstairs to find the chickens too."
Luo Jian's mouth twitched fiercely, "..."
Zhao Qingqing explained with a naive smile: "Hehe, look for the chicken that flew away just now."
She was afraid that she would be tempted to slap Lu Yifan if she stayed at home, so every time Lu Yifan came, she would go downstairs and hang out.
There were only two of them left in the room. Yifan Lu peeled an apple for Mu Mu and handed it to her, "Did someone give you that pile of pregnancy information?"
He asked with a firm tone.
Mu Mu took the apple and ate it without replying, quietly listening to what Lu Yifan said.
Yifan Lu looked at her with a worried look and said: "Every piece of paper contains powerful sleeping pill powder that can be fatal."
He spoke softly, for fear of disturbing Mu Mu.
Mu Mu's hand holding the apple trembled slightly.
She stopped chewing the apple for two or three seconds, without raising her head, and dug her nails into the flesh of the apple.
Lu Yifan saw that Mu Mu was in emotion, put his hand on Mu Mu's shoulders, touched her silky hair with the other hand, and coaxed slowly: "Tell me who gave it to you, okay?"
Mu Mu continued to chew the apple without making a sound.
Lu Yifan stopped pressing her and sat quietly with her.
It wasn't easy for him to find out where the information came from, but he just wanted to see if Mu Mu would speak.
The football match replay on the sports channel ended and sports news started again.
The screen kept switching, and Mu Mu's fair face reflected the light on the TV screen, changing erratically.
Her eyes were staring at a certain place blankly, without any intention.
Yifan Lu knew that she needed to cry, but she was no longer willing to cry in front of him, as if she had returned to the time when they were together, when she had no emotions and only fulfilled the transaction obligations.
In the eyes of outsiders, he was omnipotent. No one knew how helpless and frightened he was during this period.
