Strong Marriage: Every Step Wins

When Lu Zhenyu saw that Su Biyao was pregnant again, his whole face turned black like the bottom of a pot.

Su Biyao was especially able to see it. She sneered and said to Tong Tong who was sitting next to her: "I think back then, when my mother was pregnant with you, it was so uncomfortable, you little rascal."

Tongtong drooped her head, put down her chopsticks, stretched out her hand to touch Su Biyao's belly, and said, "Is there really a baby in mother's belly?"

"Yes." Su Biyao said with a smile.

"Is that how mother gave birth to Tongtong back then?" Tongtong asked curiously.

"Of course, when you were still in my womb, my mother was so uncomfortable, she didn't think about eating or drinking." Su Biyao smiled and patted Tongtong's head.

Tongtong looked worried, and suddenly hugged Su Biyao tightly, raised her small head and said, "Mother gave birth to Tongtong, it's been so hard, Tongtong will definitely take good care of mother, and will be filial to mother after a while."

"It's my mother's luck to have such a well-behaved and sensible son like you." Su Biyao said with a smile, touched Tongtong's head, picked up a chopstick of food for him, put it in his bowl and said, "Then you Just eat quickly, grow up quickly, and protect your mother when you grow up, okay?"

"Okay." Tongtong said in a loud voice, and after finishing speaking, he quickly lowered his head, quickly picked up the rice in his own bowl, gobbled it up, and reeled from the situation.

Su Biyao raised her head with a smile, only to find that Lu Zhenyu was looking at her. The moment she saw Lu Zhenyu, she put away her smile, stood up slowly, and was about to leave the table.

"I haven't finished my meal yet, where are you going?" Lu Zhenyu asked coldly, when Su Biyao turned around, Lu Zhenyu's expression had returned to normal, he was chewing slowly and savoring the food on the table, and after eating, he commented "This food is not as fragrant as your cooking after all."

Su Biyao didn't answer, put on a coat, went out the side door, sat on the swing in the garden, looked up at the stars.

Today, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and it is a full moon day. The jade-like moon hangs on the dark night, and the bright and cool brilliance makes everything around the world dim with a layer of moonlight.

Lu Zhenyu walked behind her at some point, and neither of them spoke.

I don't know how long it took, Su Biyao sighed softly, shook her head, turned her back to Lu Zhenyu and said: "It's useless, even if you create a warm atmosphere, you will never be able to go back, this is not my home , I will not feel the slightest warmth."

Lu Zhenyu sat beside Su Biyao, laughed at himself, and said, "No matter what I do, you won't be moved."

"If you weren't you, I might be moved." Su Biyao said half-jokingly, but every word and every sentence revealed alienation.

"I will make you want to stay by my side again." Lu Zhenyu said firmly, the confidence in his tone made people want to hit him.

Su Biyao chuckled, looked at the sky, and said melancholy: "When I was young, my father was busy with work and often couldn't accompany our mother and daughter, so I made an agreement with my father that when the moon was full every month, no matter No matter how busy he is, he has to come back to see me."

When Lu Zhenyu heard Su Biyao think of those things in the past, his heart ached. He knew that although Su Biyao could say it in a calm tone, the pain in his heart must be uncontrollable.

Su Biyao didn't care about the way Lu Zhenyu looked at her, and continued to look at the crescent moon, recalling the past.

"Father has never made a mistake. No matter how busy he is at work, he will always come to accompany us when the moon is full, but one day he will make a mistake."

Lu Zhenyu knew what Su Biyao was referring to. The car accident took away his parents and made their promise impossible to fulfill.

Lu Zhenyu moved Su Biyao's body and made her face him, only to find that she was already in tears, the warmth of the past, the family of the past, the warmth of the past, now mentioning it is all pain.

Lu Zhenyu wiped away the tears from Su Biyao's face with pity, and said distressedly: "Forget about the past, let's start again, and I will give you the happiness you want."

"You will never be able to give it." Su Biyao said with tears in her eyes: "This kind of happiness is the warmth you created, which will never be compared."

After finishing speaking, Su Biyao pushed Lu Zhenyu away fiercely, stood up, stubbornly wiped away the tears on her face, and said with a smile: "President Lu, you have a lot of work to do every day, so you don't need to spend more time on me."

Lu Zhenyu looked at her depressed back and sneered, "Don't you want to keep your child?"

Hearing this, Su Biyao quickly turned around and said, "You won't kill my child by force, will you?"

"Yes." Lu Zhenyu said, turning his back, leaving his cold figure to Su Biyao, "As long as you obediently follow my instructions, I will keep your child."

Hearing this, Su Biyao thought about it secretly, now she can't take care of so much, the most important thing is to keep her own child.

What's more, under the eaves, there is no personal freedom at all. If you want to keep this child, you still have to make a deal with Lu Zhenyu, so he nodded and said, "Okay, but you can't make excessive demands."

Lu Zhenyu smiled evilly, turned around slowly, stretched out his hand, and said to Su Biyao, "Come here."

Su Biyao was about to refuse, but saw the meaning in Lu Zhenyu's eyes, she calmed down, nodded, reached out her hand, and took Lu Zhenyu's hand.

"Let's go, what if you didn't eat at night while pregnant?"

After speaking, Lu Zhenyu took Su Biyao back to the restaurant.

Tongtong had already finished eating, and when he saw his parents came back, he hugged his clean bowl as if claiming credit, ran to Su Biyao, and proudly said: "Mom and Dad, look, Tongtong has eaten all .”

Su Biyao just wanted to let go of Lu Zhenyu's hand and hug Tongtong, but Lu Zhenyu held onto it tightly and wouldn't let go.

"What are you doing again?" Su Biyao lowered her voice and questioned, her eyes were filled with anger and embarrassment.

"Listen to me." Lu Zhenyu smiled evilly, turned his head, and said to Tong Tong like a loving father: "After eating, then go upstairs to rest."

"But Tongtong still wants to watch cartoons for a while." Tongtong pouted with dissatisfaction on his face.

"No, your eyesight will be bad if you continue like this." Lu Zhenyu scratched Tongtong's nose, and said lovingly: "Go to bed early and get up early, Dad has contacted the kindergarten, and tomorrow you can go play with your friends."

Tong Tong nodded, and then said reluctantly, "Okay, that Tong Tong is going to sleep."

Lu Zhenyu smiled, touched Tongtong's head and said, "You're so cute."

After speaking, Lu Zhenyu glanced at the nanny, who understood, and led Tongtong upstairs.

There was no one else downstairs, so Lu Zhenyu pushed Su Biyao to the dining table, smiled and said, "Since you can't finish the table, I'll cook for you myself."

Hearing this, Su Biyao looked at Lu Zhenyu inexplicably and said, "Why bother, you don't have to do so much for me, I may not appreciate it."

Lu Zhenyu smiled and said, "Of course I am willing to do it."

After finishing speaking, Lu Zhenyu turned around and went into the kitchen, only to hear the sound of pots and pans coming from inside, Su Biyao was bored waiting, maybe it was because of lack of autumn, maybe it was because of pregnancy, Su Biyao unexpectedly fell asleep while waiting.

When she woke up again, there were already delicious dishes in front of her, all of which were light and delicious. Su Biyao looked at the man sitting in front of her in surprise and said, "So fast?"

"How soon? You have slept for two hours, but I have just finished cooking these meals." Lu Zhenyu said with a smile.

Su Biyao squinted her eyes and looked at the time. It was really late. She lowered her head and looked at the delicious food on the table. Some things were time-consuming and labor-intensive. "Just deal with it casually. Why do you have to do so much?"

"Because I'm not full yet." After Lu Zhenyu finished speaking, he took a candlestick and lit a candle.

The candle flickered, turned off the lights, and the surrounding area was filled with warm yellow light. In fact, the lights in the restaurant were warm yellow. This was the color Su Biyao chose back then, because yellow always gives people a warm feeling, an old memory , slightly yellowed.

"What are you doing so romantically? It's just a common meal." Su Biyao said indifferently. After finishing speaking, she took a bowl and filled a bowl of rice for herself. Looking at the delicacies on the table, she said with a hint of worry : "Do you say I dare to eat the dishes you cook?"

"Are you afraid that I will poison you here?" Lu Zhenyu raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Is there anything else you can't do?" After Su Biyao finished speaking, she casually added some dishes, pushed the bowl of rice in front of Lu Zhenyu, raised her eyebrows, and said, "You eat first before I dare to eat."

Lu Zhenyu raised his eyebrows and laughed, sat down, looked at the rice in the bowl, and said casually: "Actually, if you can dig out rice and add vegetables for me, I'm already very satisfied."

"Let's eat." Su Biyao raised her eyebrows, her face full of distrust.

Although Lu Zhenyu smiled happily on the surface, he was very sad in his heart. He lowered his head, suppressed all the smiles, and took a bite of the meal he made.

Although there are people with me on the opposite side, this meal is not tasty at all.

Seeing this, Su Biyao felt relieved, made a bowl of rice for herself, and ate slowly.

Lu Zhenyu's craftsmanship has always been very good, but he doesn't cook often, because how can a man, the dignified president of a listed company, stay in the kitchen all day?

In the past, when Su Biyao wanted to eat the food made by Lu Zhenyu, she would beg him for a long time. Sometimes Lu Zhenyu would carry it on purpose to whet her appetite, so after all these years, Su Biyao really didn't eat it many times.

Those flavors, in memory, become more and more mellow.

After taking a few mouthfuls, Su Biyao put down her rice bowl and said with a chuckle, "Even if you want to make up for the past, it won't help. The past is the past."