Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

Qin Jianzhou stretched out his hand, "Yes, yes, Wen Xi is amazing, you can give me the floating gold tree."

Lu Tingwei's flesh hurts. He finally got the floating gold wood. This time, he just gave it to Qin Jianzhou, but he was willing to admit defeat. He said, "Okay, go to my ink club at noon to get it."

Mr. Lu reached out and stroked his beard, "These three games of chess made my hands itch. Girl, your chess skills are really good. It is not wrong for Ting Wei to lose to you."

Seeing the old man happy, Wen Xi also smiled.

"Then grandpa is willing to accompany Wen Xi to the next game?"

"Okay." The old man's hands were already itchy while watching the battle. At this moment, Lu Tingwei stood up, and old man Lu sat on the futon.

A new round has begun.

He played two games of chess with the old man in a row. If Wen Xi hadn't had to catch a plane in the afternoon, the old man wouldn't let him go at all.

Lunch at noon is ready.

Feng Jue arrived late.

The old man glanced at Feng Jue, "How is Qin Ya girl?"

Feng Jue said, "I have been vaccinated, and the problem is not serious. Resting in the room made Grandpa worry."

The old man sighed, "Girl Qinya has been in a coma for seven years. It is already a miracle given by God to wake up this time. You are her brother. She has lived with you since she was a child. You should pay more attention to her on weekdays. She has She has to untie her knot, seven years have passed, and many things have changed, which will inevitably make her feel uncomfortable."

Feng Jue nodded, "Ah Jue knows."

The old man nodded.

Not far away, Lu Wanzhi bit her lip and watched the old man talking with Feng Jue. She looked at Feng Jue's side face, her eyes were a little blurred, and she walked over after the old man finished talking with Feng Jue, "Feng Jue."

Feng Jue's back was straight, and his black sportswear was neat and tidy. He turned to look at Lu Wanzhi, his brows were slightly frowned, the lipstick on Lu Wanzhi's lips was bitten off by herself, and he mustered up his courage, "Feng Jue, we Let's talk."

"Xiao Wu, there is nothing to talk about between you and me."

"No?" Lu Wanzhi's eyes were a little red, "Do you think, no?"

Old Master Lu turned around and glanced at Feng Jue and Lu Wanzhi. The two stood here, and he frowned slightly, "Little Wu girl, what's wrong?"

Lu Wanzhi's voice was muffled, as if she was suppressing her crying, "It's okay, I want to talk to Brother Fengjue."

It's useless to stay here like this, Feng Jue nodded, "Go to the balcony and talk."

The two came to the small balcony one after the other.

Outside is the garden.

The window of the balcony was open, and a wisp of flowers came in.

There is a mixture of sunlight and floral fragrance in the air.

Feng Jue put her hands in her pockets and said nothing.

Hearing the door closing behind him, he looked at the woman standing behind him out of the corner of his eye, "Lu Wanzhi, I've run out of patience with you, you don't have to think of any means to use your elders to suppress me, I don't I like you, and never will."

Lu Wanzhi bit her lip fiercely, "Do you have to hurt people so coldly when you speak?"

The man calmly and coldly stated, "You want to hear the word "like" from my mouth, but you can't hear it. To be honest, if you are not satisfied, then there is nothing to talk about between us."

"Last night, Feng Qinya deliberately let Lucky bite her. If you don't believe me, you can watch the surveillance. Feng Qinya is such a hypocritical person. Do you still want to protect her and still like her? I don't understand. What is wrong with her? Well, it's worth protecting her like this." After speaking, Lu Wanzhi took out her mobile phone, found out the monitoring that she called this morning, and stretched it directly in front of Feng Jue.