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C839

Mu Chuhan.

That elegant and refined man.

The lover she had missed for half her life.

The man she didn't want to talk about.

Finally, he heard this name once again.

The wound that Ye Qinghuan had been building suddenly collapsed, and the wound that had not fully healed began to tear again.

Blood flowed everywhere.

Pain.

Dull and silent.

He was panicking.

It curled up.

The meaning behind Nan Huaijin's words was very clear.

Lu Yiyao already knew his background.

He knew.

I know he's not Lu Jinhui's biological son.

However, Mu Chuhan's identity...

Lin Ange hung up the phone, feeling the same unease.

She could feel that Ye Qinghuan and Lu Yiyao cared about each other. However, none of them were willing to take the first step.

Should he help them?

Regardless of Ye Qinghuan's difficulties and how Lu Yiyao resisted, should he give it a try?

Lin Ange stood quietly by the window for a while, holding her cell phone in her hand as she walked slowly towards the living room.

He turned his head and saw Lu Yiyao leaning on the sofa. His eyes were slightly closed and his face was dark.

Who knew what he was thinking?

He walked over and sat down next to him.

She was about to call his name when she remembered his' command 'and changed her mind.

"Hubby …"

Lu Yiyao couldn't help but feel a little pleased with himself.

This girl was really obedient.

His dark, narrow eyes slowly opened, and his small, beautiful face was reflected in his dark pupils. The corner of her sharp lips slightly rose. He reached out his arms and embraced her.

"Wife …"

His loving voice was filled with endless gentleness.

"Hubby, what are you thinking about?"

Lin Ange's face was blushing, but she was still not used to being called such a person.

"Nothing."

Lu Yiyao kissed her forehead and replied warmly.

"Hubby, just now, Aunt Huan called me, she …"

Lin Ange raised her head and carefully observed the changes in his expression with her clear and sparkling eyes.

Unexpectedly.

There was no emotion on his grave face. The thick and straight long eyelashes didn't even tremble.

You don't care at all?

Or was it because he cared too much about it that he had to endure it and not let her discover it?

"What did she say?"

Lu Yiyao's tone was as though he was asking a stranger.

"Is she asking you?"

Lin Ange said hesitantly as she squeezed her hands together.

"…"

Lu Yiyao didn't say anything, but the corner of his mouth curled up into an indifferent sneer.

She asked him if he was all right.

For the first time in twenty-eight years, his mother asked him if he was well.

An inexplicable irony.

Lu Yiyao couldn't make a sound as if he had a lump in his throat.

His heart was beating in pain.

"She actually cares about you a lot, do you want …"

Lin Ange tentatively spoke again, her voice low.

Her hands tightened.

"She cares about me?"

Lu Yiyao, who was trying his best to hold back, finally exploded a little bit. Her dark, narrow eyes narrowed, and her brows furrowed.

"Aunt Huan is really worried about you. "Right now, there must be some kind of trouble …"

Lin Ange's heart tightened when she saw the change in his expression. He bit his lips, and a row of teeth marks appeared on his lips.

"Difficult? "Heh …"

Lu Yiyao smirked.

"Hubby …"

Lin Ange blinked her long eyelashes as unease filled her eyes.

Perhaps, it was because she was too impatient.

However, with just a flick of his fingers, the days they spent together would only become fewer and fewer. If they met one day earlier, they could get together earlier, couldn't they?

"Anthea, stop talking about her, okay?"

Lu Yiyao lowered his eyebrows and looked at her. His eyes were filled with complex emotions.

"Alright."

Lin Ange nodded.

Lu Yiyao hugged her even more tightly.

The two remained silent.

Lin Ange pursed her lips and adjusted her breathing, trying to calm her uneasy heart.

It seems like it will take a long time to ease the relationship between Lu Yiyao and Ye Qinghuan.

A moment later.

Lu Yiyao got up and went to the kitchen to make lunch. As usual, he made one serving for Gu Mengmeng.

Do well.

Lin Ange made a call to Gu Mengmeng, who quickly came over.

"Ge, I was lucky to be able to eat President Lu's cooking every day …"

Gu Mengmeng sniffed with her nose, and the fragrance of food filled her nose. She held Lin Ange's hand and said happily.

"As long as you like it."

Lin Ange replied with a smile.

"It suits my taste. Haha, you know, I've never been picky with food. "Unlike you …"

Gu Mengmeng joked.

"Hurry up and eat."

Lu Yiyao came over with the soup, which had been cooking for a long time, and put it on lightly. The moment he sat down, he first gave Lin Ange a night's worth of tea.

"Hubby, I'll do it myself …"

Lin Ange was calling her 'husband' a bit more naturally now. He reached out his hand and was about to grab the spoon in Lu Yiyao's hand.

"Don't move, hubby."

Lu Yiyao said warmly as the corner of his mouth slightly curved.

"Eh …"

Gu Mengmeng crossed her arms and trembled.2

What a mush.

Even before they started eating, the dog food was already full.

Fortunately, she was a very unique foodie. In front of the delicacies, everything was as fleeting as a cloud.

A meal.

She ate the best.

Just as Lu Yiyao put down his bowl and chopsticks, his phone rang.

"Hey …"

"CEO, I'm afraid the chairman won't make it."

The one who called was Lu Jinhui's assistant, Jiang Fei.

Lu Yixun's panicked voice came out of the phone.

"Father... "Father …"

Lu Yiyao's Mo Tong suddenly tensed up and stood up. He took a big step towards the door.

"What happened …"

Lin Ange hurriedly stood up and asked him anxiously.

Before she finished asking, Lu Yiyao walked out.

"Geiger, what's wrong?"

Gu Mengmeng, who was still eating, put down her chopsticks and stood up.

"I don't know …"

Lin Ange shook her head slightly.

"…"

It wasn't good for Gu Mengmeng to sit down either.

"Mengmeng, come, let's continue."

Lin Ange was stunned for a moment. She turned around, pursed her lips and spoke to Gu Mengmeng.

"Yes."

Gu Mengmeng reassured him.

"Ge Ge, don't worry. It's all right. "Director Lu is not an ordinary person. He is a good man who goes up to the hall, a good man who goes down to the kitchen …"

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