Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

Angie was painting on the terrace. The painting showed her flying a kite on the grass with her two children.

The thought of being separated from them after the child is born and never seeing them again makes her feel sad.

Lu Junyan poured a cup of coffee, sat on the leisure chair next to him, and watched her painting.

Soon, she finished the painting.

Seeing her put down the brush, he frowned slightly and said, "Did you finish the painting?"

"Hmm." She nodded.

He frowned, "Are you sure?"

An Qi was slightly startled, not quite understanding what he meant. She turned her head and looked at him in confusion: "What's wrong?"

He glared at her gloomily, "Don't you think something is missing?"

An Qi looked confused and didn't feel anything.

"My paintings are mainly about artistic conception, which is about imagining the scene of playing with children."

Lu Junyan's expression became even gloomier, with a cold light shining in his eyes.

"Where is dad?" He uttered a few words gloomily.

Ignore his existence?

Angel took a breath, there was no need for dad in this painting!

"In the future, you will be with your children every day, so you don't need to draw them in the paintings. I painted these paintings just to leave a message to the children and let them know that although their mother cannot live with them, she loves them very much. Mom My heart will always be with them.”

Lu Junyan stretched out his big hand and covered her head, "Without dad's paintings, there is no value to keep."

Every word was threatening.

An Qi was in a mess, so she had no choice but to compromise on this matter.

Otherwise, when she leaves, all the paintings will be destroyed, leaving nothing for the children?

"I understand, Mr. Lu, I will draw you in immediately."

She reluctantly picked up the paintbrush again.

Just then, the phone rang, it was my brother calling.

He is downstairs.

An Qi was sweating violently, and she could only wrong someone again and hide.

Three black lines appeared on Lu Junyan's face.

Why did this kid come so quietly?

He really hates peek-a-boo!

After he entered the room, An Qi changed her clothes, opened the door and asked her brother to come up.

As soon as An Ran came in, there was a carpet search.

"What are you doing?" An Qi looked at him confused.

"Nothing, let me take a look at your apartment." An Ran smiled and stopped in front of the closed room, "Is your roommate in there?"

"Yeah." An Qi nodded.

"I bought some fruit. Let's ask him to come out and eat it together. Let's get acquainted by the way. It will be convenient for me to come over in the future." An Ran said deliberately. After getting off the car, he went out to buy some fruit.

He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, but An Qi grabbed him and said, "No, I worked overtime all night yesterday. I just came back this morning and I'm asleep. Don't disturb me."

"What does your roommate do?" An Ran asked.

"Programmer, you are busy, 996, it is common to stay up late and work overtime." An Qi made up a cover at random.

An Ran was half convinced. He clearly saw Lu Junyan coming in, so how could he disappear out of thin air? Must be hiding somewhere.

His eyes drifted to An Qi's room, he turned around and strode in. He walked directly to the big closet and opened the door quickly.

"Sister, you have so many clothes. I'm still thinking about whether I should buy you a beautiful dress on New Year's Day."

As he spoke, he started to watch and started to act. After all, he is an actor and can act at any time and anywhere.

An Qi didn't think much about it and glanced at him with a smile, "You don't need to buy me clothes. You can buy one for mom. It's okay to be filial to her."

An Ran searched the cabinet inside and out. It seemed difficult for Lu Junyan to hide in because he was such a tall man.

At this time, his eyes fell on the gift box in the corner of the cabinet, and the HERMES logo came into view.

"Sister, isn't this a gift from Brother Chenfeng?"

An Qi quickly pulled him away and closed the cabinet, "No, I bought it myself. It's a high imitation A product. I really can't afford it."

Hearing this, An Ran's eyes suddenly dimmed. If it weren't for his illness and all the family's money, it would be impossible for her sister to not be able to afford a good bag.

"When I make money, I will definitely buy you a real one."

"Okay." An Qi smiled and nodded.

An Ran went to the living room and touched her chin in confusion.

Where did Lu Junyan hide?