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Gu Qingyan heard Lu Hansheng's tone of voice that he couldn't tell whether he was angry with her or the person who beat her, and said with a bit of sneer:

"Even if you know who hit it, so what? Is Mr. Lu going to help me out?"

Lu Hansheng looked at her red and swollen cheeks, and said without thinking, "Why not?"

Gu Qingyan was slightly taken aback.

After a while, she said with a faint smile on her face, "It was my mother who beat me, because I knocked Gu Shuang'er down, so she rewarded her specially."

She sneered: "Mr. Lu, go and help me vent my anger."

Lu Hansheng, "..."

Lu Hansheng couldn't do anything against the elders.

What's more, from Lu Hansheng's point of view, Gu Qingyan's slap was entirely his own fault.

If she hadn't knocked Gu Shuang'er down, it would be impossible for Qin Wanlian to beat her for no reason.

Seeing that Lu Hansheng was silent.

Lu Qingyan's smile that didn't reach his eyes became more ironic.

Hearing that she was beaten by Qin Wanlian, did he have nothing to do?
Lu Qingyan didn't expect Lu Hansheng to really help her out.

After all, it was Qin Wanlian who beat her. Even Lu Hansheng couldn't do anything to Qin Wanlian.

But when Lu Hansheng heard that she was beaten by Qin Wanlian, he had an expression of "she deserved the beating", which made her extremely upset.

Not wanting to talk to him, she turned her head away from Lu Hansheng's hand holding her chin, and said with a fake smile: "You are joking with Mr. Lu."

She sneered at herself, "I, this deserves to be beaten, there is nothing to vent."

After finishing speaking, she carried two bags of ingredients and entered the kitchen without looking back.

Before going in, he did not forget to close the door with his feet, as if he was afraid that Lu Hansheng would follow in.

Lu Hansheng, who was shut outside the door, "..."

At this moment, a soft voice came from outside the ward door.

"Mrs. Lu, I brought you swelling ointment."

Before the nurse arrived, the voice came in first.

Lu Hansheng looked outside the door upon hearing the sound.

I saw a young and beautiful nurse walking in with a plaster and an ice pack in her hand.

"Mr. Lu."

Seeing that Lu Hansheng was at the door, the nurse immediately nodded and greeted him.

Lu Hansheng nodded in return.

The nurse glanced inside the ward, but she didn't see Gu Qingyan. She thought that Gu Qingyan was in the bathroom, so she simply handed Lu Hansheng the detumescence plaster and ice pack in her hand.

"Mr. Lu, when it's convenient for Mrs. Lu to come out later, you can give this to her. Her face is quite swollen. Use an ice pack to compress it first, and then apply the anti-swelling ointment. This way the effect will be better."

"Okay." Lu Hansheng reached out and took the two items.

The nurse nodded politely and backed out.

And Lu Hansheng looked at the plaster and the overly cold ice pack in his hand, and hooked the kitchen door open with his feet.

Then stepped in.

in the kitchen.

Gu Qingyan tied up her hair with a headband.

At this time, I was bending over, washing the pressure cooker in the vegetable sink.

The kitchen is fully equipped with kitchen utensils, and after Gu Qingyan cleaned them, they can be used directly.

Gu Qingyan was going to stew the old hen first.

This has to be pressed for two hours before the nutrition of this soup is valuable.

Pour the cut old hen pieces into a basin, then wash them with water, cut ginger slices, pour some cooking wine to remove the fishy smell, and then wash the blood-enriching and qi-enhancing medicinal materials caught by the pharmacy, then add water, and it can be stewed.

Put the chicken stock on the stove.

Gu Qingyan was about to cut the pork liver.

Yet at this moment.

As her cheeks froze, Gu Qingyan shuddered all over, subconsciously turned her head to avoid it, and then raised the kitchen knife in her hand to face the person coming.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Qingyan stared at Yuanzhu, as if looking at some extremely villainous villain, and looked at Lu Hansheng.

Lu Hansheng looked at the kitchen knife that was facing him in Gu Qingyan's hand, and the corner of his mouth twitched imperceptibly.

"What can I do?" He held up the ice pack in his left hand, "I'll put an ice pack on you, do you still want your face?"

"Oh."

Lu Qingyan finally put down the knife in his hand.

In fact, Gu Qingyan's idea was very simple, if Lu Hansheng really dared to be rough on her for Gu Shuang'er, she would kill him.

Rather than being bullied herself, she would rather bully others.

Lu Hansheng, who didn't know what the little wife was thinking at all, looked at the kitchen knife that had returned to the cutting board, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised the ice pack and applied it to Gu Qingyan's face again.

The icy cold feeling came again, it was so cold that her heart was so cold that her soul was almost gone.

Lu Qingyan subconsciously wanted to turn her head to avoid it, but before she had time to dodge, the man stopped her coldly, "Just hide if you don't want your face."

Gu Qingyan immediately stopped moving.

The face is a good thing, how can I not want it.

After getting used to the coldness, Gu Qingyan didn't feel cold anymore.

Instead, I felt that the red and swollen area was not so painful.

Lu Hansheng was willing to serve her, so Gu Qingyan would not stop him.

It would be nice to have a free laborer to help her apply the face.

She could still get on with her dinner.

After thinking about it, Gu Qingyan picked up the kitchen knife again and started slicing the pork liver he bought.

This is the second time that Lu Hansheng watched Gu Qingyan cook.

Seeing her skillfully slice the pork liver so thinly, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and asked casually:
"You used to cook in Gu's house, too?"

Only those who have been cooking all year round can be so skilled.

Lu Hansheng suddenly wanted to know how she got here when she was in the Gu family.

When Gu Qingyan heard the words, the movement of slicing suddenly stopped, and then she sneered:

"I used to be too naive, thinking that my mother favored my younger sister because I was not good enough, so I desperately tried to please them and tried to blend in with them. Later I realized that it was not that I was bad, but that they didn't treat me as a family member at all."

"They..." Lu Hansheng suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry, he swallowed his saliva, and continued, "Treat you badly?"

This was the first time that Lu Hansheng took the initiative to ask about Gu Qingyan's past.

Gu Qingyan put the cut pork liver slices on the plate, then looked up at Lu Hansheng, and said softly:
"I don't know what Mr. Lu means by saying that it's not good?"

Before Lu Hansheng could reply, she replied self-consciously: "If it refers to food and clothing, then they didn't treat me badly at all."

"They didn't keep me warm or hungry, except that they didn't love me, they treated me very well."

Yes.

Apart from not loving her, the Gu family and his wife have actually done their best to her.

For her food and clothing, for her to study, for an adopted daughter, it is considered good to be treated like this.

If there were no things they did in the previous life, Gu Qingyan thought that even if she knew that she was not the daughter of the Gu family, she would not be too resentful and dissatisfied, and she would not be like now, tearing her face apart and not getting along.

"Since they treat you so well, why do you always go against Shuang'er?"

Lu Hansheng's temper for discussing matters has returned.

Lu Qingyan smiled again, very coldly.

"Of course it's because I'm ungrateful and don't know what to do."

She looked at Lu Hansheng, and answered him word by word with what he had said.

Lu Hansheng, "..."

When he said this at the beginning, Lu Hansheng didn't think there was anything wrong.

But now it comes out of her mouth, but it is so harsh and unpleasant.

Lu Hansheng knew that Gu Qingyan was rebellious again.

Talking with sticks and thorns may not be the truth.

"Why did you bump into Gu Shuang'er?"

He suddenly asked this topic again, but this time, he didn't have that questioning tone, as if he simply wanted to know what happened.