Chapter 24 You dare to take it, I dare to smash it
The woman in her arms has a delicate little face. When she sleeps, her lips are slightly parted and her cheeks are flushed. She has an extra charming look and is particularly alluring.
Lu Jiyuan subconsciously glanced at the condom on the bedside.
After half a second, he closed his eyes tightly.
He ground his molars and almost wanted to kick her out of bed.
For the rest of the night, Lu Jiyuan was mostly awake.
…
Sheng Wantang likes to sleep in and doesn't wake up until nine o'clock.
She sat up in confusion and looked around with a confused face——
"ah!"
The man sitting on the bed on the left made Sheng Wantang stunned.
"You, you...how did you..."
When she first got up, her mind would spin more slowly, and she would point at Lu Jiyuan and then at herself with a look of horror on her face, not understanding what was happening for a while.
She immediately looked at the situation under her quilt and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the clothes are well worn!
There is no uncomfortable or strange feeling in the body.
Lu Jiyuan could tell what she was thinking just by looking at her movements, and he almost laughed in anger.
He looked at her expressionlessly, sitting on the bed waiting for her statement of guilt.
"I..." Sheng Wantang looked at the quilt on her body, then at the empty sofa, and asked doubtfully, "Isn't I sleeping on the sofa? You... carried me up?"
But doesn’t this man look like a kind-hearted person who can do good things?
Lu Jiyuan's eyes were darkened. He crossed his arms over his chest and sneered mockingly, "Why didn't you say I wanted to sleep with you?"
Then it wasn't his hug.
Sheng Wantang tried hard to remember, and finally remembered that she went to the toilet in the middle of the night, came out and lay down on the bed when she saw it...
She had never slept on a sofa before. The bed was very big and the light was dim. She was always confused when she was asleep, so naturally she didn't notice that there was someone on the bed...
You can't blame her, right?
"I just said you can't be so kind." Sheng Wantang muttered in a low voice.
Before she finished speaking, the next second, the man leaned over, pinched her chin and lifted it up.
"Sheng Wantang, do you think I have a good temper?"
Men are thick and long, good-looking, but not feminine at all.
The handsome face suddenly came closer, and the hot breath hit his face. Sheng Wantang could even see his eyelashes.
"How could it be?" Sheng Wantang asked in her heart, what misunderstanding do you have about yourself?
This is called having a good temper. There is no such thing as a bad temper in this world!
Lu Jiyuan's eyes were very oppressive, "Huh?"
"I mean, Fourth Master, you have a good temper." Sheng Wantang opened her eyes and told lies, putting a high hat on him.
"Little girl, I didn't sleep well last night. You'd better think of how to calm me down."
Lu Jiyuan patted her face and found that it felt particularly good.
The face looks like peeling an egg, and feels even better.
Sheng Wantang wanted to retort, it's your fault that you didn't sleep well.
But the person who inexplicably moved from the sofa to the bed in the middle of the night was indeed her. He didn't kick her out of the bed directly, which was already his greatest kindness.
It's her who's at fault.
After Sheng Wantang finished washing, the Lu family's servants had already come to remind her.
Today I have to go to the Lu Family Ancestral Hall to worship.
Lu Ancestral Hall is located on the northernmost side of the old house and has excellent Feng Shui.
Sheng Mengyue has not yet married into the Lu family, so she is not qualified to enter the ancestral hall and is not among her peers.
Inside the ancestral hall.
Everyone was bowing, but Lu Jiyuan was the only one sitting in a wheelchair with an expressionless face - his leg problem became his perfect excuse.
He looked straight at the portraits of the deceased clan members without even the slightest respect that others pretended to have.
Even with a chill.
Sheng Wantang felt something was wrong and followed his gaze and looked over quietly. It was an empty space.
How come there are empty portrait slots?
Sheng Wantang was just wondering when she heard Lu Qi ask: "Grandpa, where is grandma's portrait?"
Everyone looked at Lu Jie and Lu Jiyuan almost subconsciously.
The latter lowered his eyes and smiled, as if he had heard some big joke.
Lu Qi’s grandma is not Bu Jinghan, but Lu Jie’s first love!
That third party who entered the house majestically!
"Shut up." Lu Tianhua noticed that his father had no intention of speaking and warned his son.
Lu Qi glanced at Lu Jiyuan unwillingly, and then looked at the stunning Sheng Wantang standing next to Lu Jiyuan. He couldn't suppress the unhappiness in his heart.
"Grandpa, my dad is your biological son, and grandma has guarded you all her life. Don't you have the right to enter the ancestral hall?" Lu Qi glanced at Lu Jiyuan provocatively, "Just because some people are petty?"
Sheng Wantang had heard about the Lu family’s gossip——
Lu Jie's first love was to keep a child in private. Later, when Lu Jie was married, he took the child to live in the Lu family. At first, he said that he did not want his father's love to be absent in his son's life, but he secretly gave it to Bu Jinghan.
She stumbled, and later even tried to force Bu Jinghan to give up her seat!
Such a woman who destroyed other people's families actually wanted to enter the ancestral hall and accept worship from Lu Jiyuan.
Sheng Wantang felt that Lu Jiyuan's figure was a little lonely at this moment, like a lone beast standing on the top of a mountain. No one dared to attack him easily, but he was also helpless. If he was not careful, he would end up falling into the abyss.
The Lu family members looked at the head of the family, at the people in the big house, and then their eyes fell on Lu Jiyuan.
Lu Jiyuan, who had been silent all this time, finally said: "Okay."
Everyone in Lu Jie was in disbelief.
"Go and fetch my mother's portrait!" Lu Tianhua asked the servant to take care of it in surprise.
Lu Jiyuan added slowly, like a cynical devil: "If you dare to take it, I will smash it."
"You traitor!" Lu Jie was furious, "You cold-blooded traitor! Are you so intolerant of others?!"
Lu Jiyuan smiled.
It's just that the smile is very light and full of coolness.
Lu Jiyuan said he would smash it, and he really dared to smash it.
The memorial service ended in farce, and the portrait of Lu Jie's first love still didn't know where it was placed.
Everyone came out of the ancestral hall.
Sheng Wantang remembered that Lu Jiyuan looked a little pitiful just now. After thinking for a while, he whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "Mr. Lu specially moved that portrait away because he still cares about what you think."
The man curled his lips and smiled, then raised his eyes to look at Sheng Wantang.
Sheng Wantang had a gut feeling that he wouldn't have anything nice to say.
Sure enough, the man said: "Mrs. Lu, don't think too highly of people."
If his brother hadn't been kind-hearted, he wouldn't have become a portrait now.
Lu Jie never cared about Lu Jiyuan.
He was saving face and didn't want Lu Jiyuan to cause a scene in the ancestral hall.
At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from the crowd:
"Be careful Doudou!"
A little boy of five or six years old rushed over and bumped into Lu Jiyuan's wheelchair!
The ancestral hall is built on a high place. There is a slope leading out of the ancestral hall, and wheelchairs can go down quickly!
"Lu Jiyuan!"
Sheng Wantang chased after him without thinking.
The hem of the long white dress among the people was flying in the wind. They didn't understand where Sheng Wantang could react so quickly.