Mr. Ke's little wife

Chapter 91 Explained
I was startled, and shook my head immediately when I came back to my senses.After he finished eating and packed everything, he was about to go to bed, and I couldn't ask any questions.

"Aren't you sleeping?" Lu Yao asked me a little funny.

Sitting stiffly on the sofa, I stammered and asked, "Will you... watch a movie?"

"What are you looking at?" Lu Yao didn't object. Instead, he sat down on the sofa just like me, and this person sank into it.

"Whatever." My mind was not here at all.

Lu Yao nodded indifferently, and after picking out the film, he casually put his arms on the sofa and watched it with relish.

Movies are really picked at random, foreign movies, no subtitles throughout.Apart from watching their expressions, I barely understood the plot.Or maybe, think about something else.

"If you have any questions, just ask quickly. The movie is over, so don't delay." Lu Yao didn't know when he had already drank two bottles of beer, and he was still dangling a bottle in his hand.His tone was slow, and he had already seen through me.

Because I want to watch a movie, the lights in the living room are turned off.At this time, except for the light cast on Lu Yao's face by the TV, I couldn't see his expression clearly at all.

"Why did you sell the house all of a sudden?" I hesitated again and again, wondering if I should be more tactful, afraid that he would really hurt his self-esteem if he didn't want to tell me why.

But I thought it was early in the morning and didn't think of other topics, so I finally asked directly...

Lu Yao's dangling hands stopped, and even the wine bottle in his hand fell straight to the ground, making a lot of noise.

I turned my head and glanced nervously at Aunt Qiu's room door, waited for a moment to see nothing happened, and then turned around.Lu Yao's originally blurred eyes had become vigilant, but there was still a dismissive smile on the corner of his mouth: "I just think it's more convenient to live here."

"To be honest." I suppressed my voice and smashed the pillow on his sofa, feeling a little dissatisfied with his attitude.

Lu Yao caught it firmly, put it across his legs, and put his arms on it.Wiping his face with his hands, he sighed heavily, and then confessed a little tiredly: "I have been cynical for the past few years, and I don't have much savings. You are sick now, and I have no way to make money except selling the house and working hard. .”

"You sold the house...for me?"

I was overwhelmed by his words.I have thought of many reasons, but the worst is that I owed debts outside.But for the unexpected reason now, I am a little bit overwhelmed.

"Why? Do you want to promise yourself?" Lu Yao let out a sad laugh, and the joke didn't look funny.He bent down slightly, picked up the wine bottle on the ground, and took another sip.

"Don't drink it." I snatched it and put it heavily on the tea table.

I don't know why, seeing Lu Yao like this, I feel extremely irritable.

I want to completely convince myself that the person in front of me is Lu Xiao. After all, only in this way can he have a reason for everything he does.

But I have always had doubts about his identity.What if one day I prove that he is not Lu Xiao?At that time, how should I repay the kindness that I have accepted in a daze?
"Lu Yao, you don't have to treat me like this." I frowned, really not knowing what to do.If he had a purpose, it would be easy to distinguish one from the other, but he doesn't want anything, which is even more unforgiving.

"If Ke Chen helped you like this, would you still refuse?" Lu Yao clasped his hands and leaned forward slightly, with a hint of questioning.But his tone was calm, and his eyes were calm.

"What does this have to do with him?" I smiled wryly, why did it get involved in his head?Aren't you talking about his sale of the house?

(End of this chapter)