Mr.Lu is blacklisted again

Lu Yanxiu wanted to sleep and sober his mind, but he was very tired, but he couldn't sleep. His mind was full of Lu listening to the night's collapse and crying.

Jingyuan, a quiet.

Mrs. Lu, who lost face, went back to Lu's house in anger. She didn't know whether she had complained.

Without the six maids walking around in the villa, without their monitoring eyes, the whole person was much more comfortable.

Lu Yanxiu looked at the sofa, several tables, furnishings and other furniture replaced by Mrs. Lu in the hall. He just felt cold without a trace of emotion.

Since Mrs. Lu came to Jingyuan, he had hardly stayed in the hall on the first floor like Lu tingwan.

I haven't sat on the sofa watching cartoons with her after dinner for some time.

"Let Lu change as like as two peas, and replace everything in the hall, and replace it with the old one." Lu Yan ordered nine times and then went upstairs.

Pushing open Lu tingwan's door, Lu Yanxiu went in and closed the door gently with his backhand.

All her lost things have been picked up, and aunt Qiu has sorted them out into their former appearance.

Lu Yanxiu looked around the room, and finally his eyes fell on the familiar box on the bedside table.

He stepped forward and looked at the contents of the box, frowning slowly.

Reach out and pick up the top photo.

The glass frame was broken, and Lu tingwan's angry little face was covered with cracks.

The hand holding the photo slowly tightened a bit. Lu Yanxiu looked at the broken photo frame, and the cold bottom of his eyes continued to rush up to kill.

He raised his other hand, stroked the cracked glass frame, and pointed to the cracks touched by his belly, which seemed to remind him of the damage Lu tingwan had suffered in his heart.

Lu Yanxiu came to the sofa with the photos of the big box and sat down. He took out all the photos one by one.

The door was knocked, and aunt Qiu's voice rang.

"Are you in there, sir?"

After the delay in getting a response, aunt Qiu tentatively opened the door and came in to see Lu Yanxiu sitting on the sofa.

And the long low table in front of him was full of photos.

Aunt Qiu approached and saw Lu Yanxiu holding a handkerchief and carefully wiping the photos in her hand.

"Sir, Xiao Jiu said that you haven't eaten for nearly two days. I've cooked noodles for you. Please eat some." aunt Qiu put the noodles in her hand on the corner of the low table, and then took out a box of medicine.

"Also, this is cold medicine. The body can't stand the cold wind all night. Remember to take it later."

"I'll pour you a glass of water."

Aunt Qiu went out to pour a cup again and came back to see Lu Yanxiu still wiping photos there.

"Sir, please have some. This is your favorite noodles for the evening. Please have some."

Lu Yanxiu's wiping action was a slight meal. After only two seconds, he recovered and said, "put it there."

"Hey."

"You ask Chao Jiu to buy twenty photo frames. Buy the same one according to this. Hurry up." Lu Yanxiu stopped, took the photo from the frame, and then handed the empty frame to Aunt Qiu.

Beside him, there are more than a dozen broken photo frames.

"OK." aunt Qiu left with an empty photo frame.

Lu Yanxiu looked at the picture in his hand and gently rubbed his finger belly. Listening to the young face in the evening, he felt uncomfortable.

Soon, Chao Jiu bought twenty new ones according to the picture frame.