Mr. Lu, Don't Beg, Madam Kicked You Out of the Household Register

The doctor said grandma wouldn't wake up for a while.

Grandma is in the special care unit, and Jiang Li can't take care of her even if she stays in the hospital.

He simply took the car back to the villa with Lu Yan.

When getting off the bus, Lu Yan got off first instead of walking alone as usual.

Instead, he stopped by the car door and waited for Jiang Li to get off.

The old house was in chaos, and Jiang Li's blind stick was lost somewhere.

Jiang Li fumbled out of the car, stood up, and the hand hanging by his side was held by a big palm.

A familiar scent lingered around her. Lu Yan held her hand, their fingers intertwined, and she walked side by side with his tall body.

Uncomfortable, Jiang Li tried to withdraw his hand. After several attempts without success, he said, There are no outsiders here, so Mr. Lu doesn't have to perform love dramas, right?

When you were in the hospital at night, were you all acting?

That's not entirely true. I really don't like Bai Mengchu. She wants to use the friendship of blood transfusion to sow discord between me and Mr. Lu. Naturally, I won't let her succeed.

Are you so sure that I will go along with her and ask you to act as a substitute again?

Hasn't Mr. Lu considered her once before? It's not unusual to mention it again, right?

After Jiang Li came back, he no longer had any expectations for Lu Yan.

Just now, he was able to cooperate with her in performing a loving drama in front of Bai Mengchu. Jiang Li was a little surprised by his cooperation when he was angry with Bai Mengchu.

Thinking of how recently he had all the purple clothes and lily-of-the-valley perfume at home packed away.

I guess you are tired of playing with Bai Mengchu as your lover?

Men are all like this. White moonlight and cinnabar moles, after they have been possessed for a long time, they become mosquito blood on the wall and are not taken seriously.

It must have been that he was tired of Bai Mengchu and wanted to get rid of her lover, so he suddenly changed and helped her clarify the previous case, right?

The previous understudy was indeed proposed by Lu Yan.

Lu Yan had no intention of letting Jiang Li act as a substitute this time.

For Bai Mengchu's favor for transfusion of blood for grandma, I can invest an additional amount to build a team for her to film movies and TV series and then give her some credit.

There is no need for Mrs. Lu to lower herself to attend such public performances again and again.

What if I say I don't want you to help Bai Mengchu anymore?

Lu Yan put his arm around the little woman's slender waist and pulled her close to his chest, Is Mrs. Lu jealous?

As long as Mr. Lu is happy, that's understandable. What's your answer?

Jiang Li agreed to act as a substitute and helped Bai Mengchu impress the ancient concert and announced on the spot that she would be accepted as a student.

That was to praise Bai Mengchu so high and wait for her to fall miserably in the future.

But if Lu Yan helps Bai Mengchu again and again, then Bai Mengchu will always appear in their marriage.

Their marriage is just a transaction. In the future, there may be countless mistresses around Lu Yan, be it mistresses, mistresses, four, five, or ten.

But Jiang Li didn't allow Bai Mengchu to be like this, the scheming bitch who deliberately tried to hurt her again and again, and repeatedly tried to respond to her.

She is not a soft bread without a shell, left to be bullied.

On the contrary, the sister trained by Jiang Jingheng, the proud son of heaven, is a tigress armed to the teeth.

In the past, she was immersed in the panic of her father and brother's accident and the confusion of being blind.

Only then would they helplessly cling to the life-saving straw of Lu Yan, begging for mercy.

Nowadays, things are making good progress for my father and brother.

Jiang Li's courage has returned again...

This was the first time Jiang Li reminded him to keep a distance from Bai Mengchu.

This is the first time Jiang Li has made it clear that he should keep distance from other women since he returned to him.

Compared with Mrs. Lu who took the initiative to help him bring more than a dozen boxes of TT when he was on a business trip, he is much cuter.

But Lu Yan couldn't give her a clear answer.

The doctor said that grandma is old. After this accident, it will be difficult for her to recover as before. She will need blood transfusions every month in the future. Before I find a new voluntary blood donor, Bai Mengchu promised to give grandma a blood transfusion every month. A blood transfusion...

No need to say anything, I understand.

Jiang Li pushed the man in front of him away.

Lu Yan was caught off guard and was pushed back a few steps mercilessly by her.

I promised her to invest in business work for her for every blood transfusion. She and I only have a working relationship.

You are free to do whatever you want. Mr. Lu has no obligation to explain to me.

Jiang Li turned around and walked toward the house alone with a cold attitude.

Lu Yan held her wrist and stared at her face with half-bright eyes, trying to see how sincere she was when she said this.

It's a pity that her chatter was only cold and distant, and her big, lifeless eyes were beautiful but without any emotion, making it difficult for people to distinguish.

Mr. Lu, you caught an old injury on my arm.

Jiang Li lowered his head to remind him of the position held by his master.

Lu Yan saw the scar on her right forearm that was almost similar to Bai Mengchu's. Something flashed in his mind so fast that he couldn't catch it. He blurted out, I've never asked you, where did you get this injury? Jiang Before the accident at home, I had never seen any scars on you.

When the Jiang family was in trouble, my brother and I were involved in a series of car accidents. Many people died in that accident. In order to protect me, my brother severely injured his legs and became permanently disabled. My scars were too light.

Jiang Li would rather she was the one who was seriously injured and disabled.

If my brother has a healthy body, he probably won't be depressed, let alone disappear inexplicably.

Maybe while taking care of her, she can help her father get out of jail early.

After all, Jiang Jingheng's ability and skills are much better than her useless sister.

Unfortunately there is no if.

Jiang Li didn't want to let himself fall into the self-pity and regret of the past.

After thinking about it, he asked Lu Yan, How does Mr. Lu know if I have scars on my arms before?

Before the marriage, she had only seen him from a distance a few times.

In the limited interaction, they seemed not to have even spoken a word.

At that time, Jiang Li didn't dare to admit that she had fallen in love with an almost stranger man based on just a few chance encounters.

Naturally, he wouldn't say it in front of Lu Yan now.

Lu Yan pinched the confused little woman's cheek and said, Mrs. Lu is really forgetful. Please think about it when you have time.

Then give me a hint. Have you seen me before?

If you haven't seen it before, why would I take a photo of you? Money makes you big.

Lu Yan's reminder was really stingy, but it made Jiang Li freeze in place.

Didn't he take the photo of her because of her similar appearance to Bai Mengchu, and the coincidence of the same scar on their right forearms?

It couldn't be because of his stone heart that he had a crush on her before, right?

The more Jiang Li thought about it, the more he felt that it was a fantasy and a daydream.

If Lu Yan had been sincere to her in the past, he would not have turned a blind eye to her kindness in the past year or so of marriage.

She had long since understood the true nature of this marriage, and had restrained herself from having any wishful thinking about Lu Yan.

Why bother pursuing those vain fantasies of the past.

But Lu Yan didn't intend to let her go like this.

After taking a bath at night, Jiang Li put on body lotion, changed into his newly bought pajamas and got into bed.

The big bed next to her sank. After taking a shower, Lu Yan wrapped his lower body in a bath towel and got into her bed.

He hugged her waist from behind, turned her over and laid her whole body on top of him.

Intimate words buried in her thin neck, Mrs. Lu, have you remembered? If you haven't remembered, you will be punished...