After warning Han Jiangxue fiercely, Zhang Ruoyu dragged his suitcase to Lin Qingxi and said with a smile: "Auntie, I'm home."
"Yeah." Lin Qingxi nodded slightly, but her eyes passed over the ruins around her.
In the past ten years, everything here has changed.
The building where she had lived with him for more than ten years had become her last thought and no one could demolish it.
Han Jiangxue followed behind, holding her mouth, a little dissatisfied.
But she has done almost everything she should do.
She looked at the wedding photos rolling around the city and was very satisfied with the effect of the demonstration.
Although I think it's childish when I think about it, she is his aunt, why should I fight with her?
But a woman's sixth sense tells her that this woman is dangerous.
She must establish her authority!
Let my aunt know that I am cool and cool and not someone to be trifled with!
But still on the third floor, Han Jiangxue's delicate body trembled suddenly as she suddenly thought of something.
She excitedly pushed aside Zhang Ruoyu and rushed forward first.
"Huh?" Zhang Ruoyu, who was carrying the suitcase, couldn't laugh or cry. He turned his head and explained to his aunt. "Xiaoxue is always so reckless, you just get used to it."
"Yeah." Lin Qingxi nodded lightly and said nothing more.
After the two of them went upstairs and came to the living room, they happened to see Han Jiangxue rolling up the floor in the master bedroom.
She had a guilty conscience and was afraid that her aunt would see her.
But as soon as my aunt entered the living room, she saw this scene.
On the gentle and beautiful face, a trace of anger flashed imperceptibly.
Zhang Ruoyu's forbearance and accommodation made her uncomfortable.
The moment she saw the floor, her mood became very bad!
Very bad!
"What are you doing?"
Lin Qingxi stood at the door and stared at Han Jiangxue indifferently.
The gentleness and tenderness in his eyes disappeared.
At this moment, she was as calm as a piece of ice, chilling to the bone.
"Oh, it's nothing." Han Jiangxue hugged the floor, a bit stuck. "I'm doing housework."
How did she come so quickly?
Doesn't that bastard know how to delay it?
This would make my aunt see me sleeping on the floor, with no family status at all, and she might have to bully me in the future.
But she still moved slowly and was blocked by Lin Qingxi.
"You've been married for so long, and you still sleep in separate beds?" Lin Qingxi's tone seemed gentle, but it clearly revealed a sense of coercion and deep questioning.
Zhang Ruoyu, who was standing nearby, was a little flustered, fearing that his aunt might suspect that he had lied to her.
Han Jiangxue was even worse.
Sleeping in separate beds actually doesn't matter. The main reason is that since getting married, I have been sleeping on the floor. If this word spreads, how can I behave?
Men have always made the floor, so how can there be any reason for women to sleep on the floor?
Han Jiangxue already felt that her aunt was hostile to her, and she was even more unlikely to admit it at this moment.
He even secretly glanced at Zhang Ruoyu for help.
"Auntie, this is what happened." Zhang Ruoyu explained nervously. "A few days ago, the flu was everywhere in Binhai, and I was unfortunately infected with it, so we discussed it and decided to sleep in separate beds for a few days to avoid cross-infection."
Hearing this, Han Jiangxue hurriedly walked down the slope: "Yes, that's right. The flu in Binhai is quite severe. We are also thinking about our health."
Although neither of them mentioned the subject, how could they hide it from Lin Qingxi?
She was even certain that the two of them had been sleeping in separate beds since their marriage.
"You're sick and you're still sleeping on the floor? Don't you know it's cold on the ground?"
Lin Qingxi stared sideways at Zhang Ruoyu, her cold voice was already depressed and distorted.
The anger in the body is rushing through the internal organs.
Ah?
When Han Jiangxue heard what her aunt said, she suddenly felt lucky.
So she thought it was Zhang Ruoyu sleeping on the floor?
Fortunately, okay, I finally saved my face.
Zhang Ruoyu was a little frightened when his aunt saw him.
But he can't say that Han Jiangxue works on the floor every day, right?
That’s so disrespectful to women! My aunt must be calling herself a man?
"Auntie, this is an extraordinary period, it only happened in the past few days." Zhang Ruoyu explained guiltily. "As a man, I can't let Xiaoxue sleep on the floor."
He was a little unsure why his aunt was so angry.
Unless she sees through her own mind and knows that she has been engaging in a fake marriage!
Otherwise, there is absolutely no reason for her to be angry!
There was dead silence in the room.
Zhang Ruoyu had a guilty conscience, while Han Jiangxue was afraid of being exposed.
Lin Qingxi, on the other hand, was trying her best to suppress the anger in her heart.
In those years, whether it was thundering or raining, or Zhang Ruoyu was sick and had a cold, she would always hold the quilt and make a bed beside Zhang Ruoyu's bed.
This way we can better observe his condition and take good care of him.
When Zhang Ruoyu was very young, too young to understand the difference between men and women, she would hug him and cover his ears every time there was thunder because he was afraid.
Then, when he was completely asleep, she would return to the floor, listen to his quiet breathing, and gradually fall asleep.
She had been doing this all those years.
Because his mother recognized her as his sister.
Because in terms of status, she is his aunt.
She never overstepped.
Always guard him.
But today, when she saw that she chose to retire because of her own words.
The man who came to Binhai to fulfill his engagement because he said he was old and it was time to get married actually lived such a complacent married life.
She regretted it.
Also angry.
The anger in her heart even kept urging her to say something.
But she still didn't say it after all.
She understands him, this man who has regarded her as the only man since she was a child.
He is afraid of himself, respects himself, and loves himself.
But there were some things that he had never thought about and did not dare to think about.
But she only dared to think but not speak.
"Auntie, I bought your favorite fruit." Zhang Ruoyu said a little guilty. "Do you want to eat some?"
"I won't eat anymore." Lin Qingxi shook her head gently and said with a tired look. "I'm a little tired and want to take a nap."
After saying that, she turned around and walked out of the room, heading towards her house.
But before going out, she slowly looked back at Han Jiangxue and said, "Don't let him sleep on the floor anymore. He wants to sleep with you."
