So desolate: often pitted by a black-bellied husband

When Yao Yi was about to stretch out her hands for the fourth time, Lu Anyi couldn't help it anymore, stood up and cursed loudly, "Ten thousand horses, you're pinching, wake us up, and I'll throw you out of the window."

Lu Zhenyang, who was on the bed, opened his eyes, and his eyeballs turned back and forth on Yao Yi and Pei Yifeng on the sofa, and then looked at Lu Anyi, "Mom, your voice is so loud, I was woken up by you."

Lu Anyi "..."

Yao Yi looked at Lu Anyi with a smirk, and Pei Yifeng sat on the sofa, holding his chin with one hand, and looked at Lu Anyi with interest.

Then, Yao Yi looked at Lu Anyi and asked unhurriedly, "Should I throw you out of the window?" [

Lu Anyi touched her stomach suddenly, and said with a smile, "I'm suddenly hungry. I haven't eaten since morning. Are you hungry, Yang Yang?"

Lu Zhenyang nodded and said, "Eat a little."

"Then I'll go shopping." As he spoke, he picked up his bag from the sofa and prepared to buy food.

Later Yao Yi suddenly shouted, "Let me accompany you."

Lu Anyi shook her head and said, "No, go ahead and do whatever you want."

After finishing speaking, Lu Anyi left the ward without looking back, carrying her bag. She was indeed hungry, and walked all the way to the stairs, when she suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Doctor Chen, I'm sorry to trouble you, you must pay attention to us if there is any suitable one."

"Don't worry, Yuan Jian."

Yuan Ling wore a black woolen coat, carrying a leather bag, and came down to her floor from downstairs with a doctor in a white coat. She was stunned for a while when she heard Yuan Ling's words. She didn't know that Yuan Ling and the doctor Say something appropriate to bring to their attention.

Yuan Ling just happened to turn around the stairs and saw Lu Anyi. The expression on her face remained the same, it was still the majestic expression every time she saw her.

Just as Lu Anyi raised her foot and was about to go downstairs, Yuan Ling stopped her and called, "Stop."

Yuan Ling always spoke to Lu Anyi in an orderly tone, but Lu Anyi obediently stopped in her tracks, standing where she was and waiting for Yuan Ling to go downstairs.

"Doctor Chen, I'll trouble you then, I'll go back first."

"Alright, Yuan Jian go slowly."

Saying goodbye to the doctor, Yuan Ling walked to Lu Anyi's side, looked at her sideways, and then stepped down a step, "Let's go."

Lu Anyi also went down a step, and asked in a cold voice, "What did you call me for?"

Yuan Ling didn't look at Lu Anyi, and continued to walk downstairs, asking, "How is Yang Yang doing now?"

Hearing this, Lu Anyi asked back with a funny tone, "Since you know that he is sick, do you still need to ask me about his condition if you are so capable?"

Yuan Ling stopped suddenly, turned to look at Lu Anyi, and asked, "Do you have to talk to me in this way?" [

Lu Anyi also stared at Yuan Ling without showing weakness, "Then do you have to speak to me in that commanding tone? What's more, we can try not to talk as much as possible, otherwise I will feel sorry for my father."

Yuan Ling changed her hand to carry the bag, withdrew her gaze from Lu Anyi, turned her head and continued down the stairs, "I won't discuss other issues with you now, only Yang Yang's illness. You have to take good care of him during this time."

Lu Anyi said angrily, "I don't need you, an outsider, to worry about this. He is my son. You don't have to worry about how I take care of my son."

While talking, the two had already reached the first floor, Yuan Ling stopped,