Mr. Ke's little wife

Chapter 65 Release from Prison
"It's not because you didn't take good care of it." Chen Sa bumped Ke Chen hard on the shoulder, Ke Chen almost lost his footing, and immediately closed the box, fearing it would spill.

"Don't worry about it." Ke Chen rolled his eyes at him, "My wife, I will know how to take care of her in the future."

"Are you going to remarry?" Chen Sa glanced at me and raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Yeah." I hummed softly, really not knowing what else to say.

"Then, fine." Chen Sa curled her lips, her smile was not pretty, even a little far-fetched.I always feel that he hides a lot of bitterness in his heart, but he is never willing to share it with others.

After listening to our questions and answers with a frown, Ke Chen squeezed Chen Sa away, knelt down to put on my shoes, and hugged me to discharge from the hospital.

After getting into the car, I realized that Ke Chen's car had a big scratch. If I remember correctly, this is the car he just bought.

"I came out in a hurry last night and accidentally scratched it." Ke Chen casually explained, he stretched out his hand to touch the cut, his face was not as relaxed as he said.

"I want to go back and see Aunt Qiu."

As soon as Ke Chen started the car, I immediately spoke.

"it is good."

Ke Chen turned a corner and sent me to the neighborhood.

I didn't let him follow me, and he just let me go by kissing my forehead wisely.

There were a lot of people crowded downstairs, and it was only when I got closer that I could see clearly that it was the little girl, the one who liked Lu Yao.

She also saw me, but she looked up, a little disdainful.

I don't bother with the kids, I have to go up after taking the elevator.She was a little unwilling to give up and forced to squeeze in.I reluctantly closed the elevator door and stood with her in a solitary space.

"You live with Lu Yao?" The little girl is straightforward.

"No, it's just a neighbor." I sighed, thinking why I haven't arrived yet.

"Even if Lu Yao likes you, what can you give him? Just like this time he is in prison, doesn't it have to be solved by my father?" The little girl's words were really ugly.

"I just can't give him anything, and he won't like you." I turned around and looked at her, a little bit of persuasion, "It might be possible if you accept your bad temper."

Just arrived, I got off the elevator.

She was upstairs above me, so she could only stomp her feet fiercely behind me, but she had no other moves.

I opened the door and someone just came out.

Lu Yao stood in front of me with a scruffy beard, and I was in a trance for a moment.Isn't it just that I haven't seen you for a few days?What, it became like this?
Lu Yao was at a loss, and finally just looked at me and smiled foolishly.

this kid...

At noon that day, it should be regarded as one of the few leftover meals between Lu Yao and I, and it was also the first time he admitted that I was actually pretty good at cooking.

Aunt Qiu seemed to have sensed something, she dragged Lu Yao into the room and asked questions.When Lu Yao finally came out, both of them had tears on their faces.

I think Lu Yao has gone to lie to Aunt Qiu again...

He must have told her that he was Lu Xiao and her son.

That's how he lied to me.

I huddled in the hanging chair and looked out the window. Except for the building or the building, there was no human atmosphere outside.When I was young, there was smoke curling up from the kitchen outside, children making noises, and parents yelling and yelling to beat others.

Now in this world, there seems to be nothing but the roar of machines.Quiet, as if there is no one in this world, no proof that people are alive.

I went into the kitchen at night, and Lu Yao was sitting in the living room watching me. Today I was just cooking porridge, so he wouldn't let me close the door.

He looked at me and I felt uncomfortable.

The nurse took Aunt Qiu downstairs for a walk. I was afraid that Lu Yao would ask me how he got out at this time.I haven't figured out how to answer this question yet.

(End of this chapter)