The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Life is strange to say, she is my own sister but she hates her so much that she can't wait to get rid of her. On the contrary, Qiao Anhao, a girl she met by chance, protects her everywhere and helps her solve problems.

It's true that blood is thicker than water, it just doesn't work for everyone.

Yu Liang's eyes full of soft light were stained with a gentle smile, like a spring breeze blowing towards his face, like the sunshine in March in Yangchun, making people's hearts full of warmth.

Pushing An Hao into the villa, Uncle Lin asked the servants to bring the flowers that Yu Liang had arranged to the living room and arrange them, and then asked someone to bring some pastries and black tea to eat with them.

Anhao is still on the wheelchair, mainly for convenience. Uncle Lin and Mama Wu are both old, and Anhao actually doesn't want to bother them too much.

She looked at her legs, and sighed with blank eyes, "My legs are finally able to get off the ground, and now I can only live in a wheelchair. When will this miserable and boring life end!"

If she had known that she would be sitting in a wheelchair again, she should have jumped up and slapped Louis, and everyone was evened out. Although a slap was embarrassing and embarrassing, it was not enough to relieve her anger!

"If I had known this would be the result, I should have killed Louis straight away. Then everyone would be happy. Why bother with any messy things?" Joan said, pulling her hair irritably. .

With her lively personality, it is really uncomfortable to keep her locked up at home, and there is always a feeling of being controlled by others.

She doesn't like the feeling of not being in control of this kind of thing, which makes her feel very insecure.

Moreover, she always felt that all this was just the beginning, and she couldn't be sure who Louis would use next time.

Yu Liang put his hand on An Hao's shoulder, shook his head lightly, and handed her a cup of hot black tea, "Don't worry, drink some tea."

"I'm so hot-tempered, why don't I just start a fight." An Hao took a gulp of hot tea and fed it in. It was so hot that she grinned and gasped, "Oh my god, it's so hot!"

Yu Liang just wanted to say that tea should be returned to soup because Qiao Anhao held back, and immediately took out a piece of paper and handed it to her, yelling softly, "Can't you be more careful? Look at you, you are burning yourself What should I do?"

Yu Liang took the tea from An Hao's hand and put it on the coffee table beside her, she was as considerate as a big sister, taking care of others very thoughtfully.

An Hao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little cramped, because Yu Liang's temperament always reveals a touch of gentleness, like an orchid that just happens to bloom quietly, exuding a refreshing fragrance, which makes people feel very Comfortable.

Wiping off the tea stains from her mouth, Anhao waved her hands and said, "Look, I'm always so unlucky when I meet Louis."

This was so strange that Yu Liang didn't react for a while, and then laughed out loud, "Yes, it's all his fault."

Seeing Yu Liang like this, An Hao didn't want to say anything, she just curled her lips, "Forget it, let's not talk about these annoying things. Let's talk about those indescribable things between you and your husband."

Yu Liang blushed because of this indescribable stimulation, coughed, and changed the subject, "When will I eat, I feel a little hungry."