Everyone looked at the door together.

Lu Jingchi walked in with great strides. He walked to Jiang Lan and stood still. To be precise, he stood in front of Jiang Lan.

Seeing him defending Jiang Lan, Mrs. Lu's anger that had not yet subsided was rising again.

"Jingchi, she is just a mute! You have repeatedly fought against me for this mute. Are you worth it?!"

Mrs. Lu's voice was very loud and particularly sharp, making Jiang Lan's ears hurt.

Lu Jingchi looked at Mrs. Lu, and there seemed to be a layer of ice in his eyes, and the light reflected from the dark pupils was cold.

It also made Mrs. Lu's back crawl into a layer of chill.

Lu Jingchi said: "It's not me who is against you, it's you who is against me. Haven't you realized it yet?"

Mrs. Lu came to her senses and her anger rose to her cheeks again, "I am against you? I am doing this for your own good! Why can't you understand my good intentions for you?"

"Ha, good intentions."

His sarcastic laughter fell into Mrs. Lu's ears, quite harsh.

"If you really want to be good for me, don't point fingers at my business. Not every time, I can understand what you call good intentions."

This sentence was full of threatening meaning, and Mrs. Lu was so angry that her whole body was trembling, "What do you mean? You still want to rebel but you can't!"

"Rebellion will not happen." He changed his voice and said without hesitation: "What else do you have to rebel besides your mother's identity?"

"you--"

Mrs. Lu was blocked so much that she couldn't speak. She stared at Lu Jingchi. If she could kill someone with her eyes, she was afraid that Lu Jingchi would have been lingchi now.

"Okay, Jingchi, I have been in vain for you all these years."

"For this mute, you don't even want my mother anymore. You are really my good son."

Lu Jingchi looked at her expressionlessly, as if he was watching a clown jumping, letting her curse there.

Mrs. Lu felt funny. She grabbed the bag on the sofa, her eyes passed by Lu Jingchi, landed on Jiang Lan's face, and gritted her teeth and said sarcastically: "What a good son."

Her poisonous gaze made Jiang Lan lower her head subconsciously.

Mrs. Lu left the villa in a angrily voice. She could hear from the sound of her footsteps. Her anger had reached its peak at this moment.

After Mrs. Lu left, Lu Jingchi glanced at the two nannies watching the show.

The two of them immediately lowered their heads and quickly retreated.

Jiang Lan pulled his sleeve.

Lu Jingchi turned around and looked at her.

Jiang Lan said with a gesture: Are we divorced?

Lu Jingchi lowered his eyes and glanced at her, and said in a deep voice: "You believe whatever others say, but you just don't believe me, right?"

Jiang Lan's eyelids trembled, she shook her head and gestured: I believe it, I believe it.

His expression was slightly relieved with frosty expression, and his eyes fell on her wet clothes, "Why don't you change your clothes?"

Jiang Lan pursed her lips and gestured: I'll go and change it now.

After gestured, she crossed Lu Jingchi and walked upstairs.

Lu Jingchi pulled the tie, but still felt that it was inappropriate, so he pulled the tie down and threw it on the sofa.

He took out the cigarette, lit one, sat on the sofa, leaned his head back, and spit out a long string of smoke.

Jiang Lan changed his clothes and saw him leaning against the sofa in an invisible posture, hanging on his side with a cigarette in one hand, and putting the other hand on the top of the backrest of the sofa.

His casual relaxed fingers looked longer and more beautiful than usual.

Jiang Lan walked up to him and looked down at him.

He threw away the cigarette in his hand, grabbed Jiang Lan's waist, and took her over.

Jiang Lan was unstable and fell into his arms, and his fingers subconsciously grabbed his shoulder.

He stretched out a hand and stroked Jiang Lan's face. His eyes fell on his face, but he was a little out of focus.

"Will you forget me?"

His voice was very soft, not as if he was asking her, but more like he was muttering to himself.
Chapter completed!