Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

Lu Junyan withdrew his gaze, stood up, walked to the easel, picked up the brush, and started painting himself.

She was stunned.

He can actually draw!

And the painting is very good!

God, do you want to be so perfect and leave a little way for others to survive?

He drew himself next to her, and the whole painting looked like a loving couple with two lovely children, so warm and beautiful.

An Qi had never dared to imagine such a scene. After all, vain fantasies would only bring sadness and loss.

He and she are both passers-by in each other's lives. After this intersection, they will diverge infinitely and there will be no more intersection.

She quickly retracted her thoughts and gave a thumbs up with a smile: "Mr. Lu is really an all-rounder. This little girl is so impressed."

Lu Junyan put down his paintbrush, turned around and walked over. A domineering wall knock pushed her against the glass door of the terrace.

His handsome face covered hers, almost touching hers, and his eyes stared at her for a moment, shining with scorching light in the sun.

"Are you sure you can still like others after meeting such an outstanding man like me?"

There was a bewitching tone in his deep voice, and his tone was quite arrogant, but he had absolute capital!

She secretly took a breath, and his mellow hormonal breath was mixed with her breath and kept spreading on her face, making her feel like she was drunk and a little dizzy.

After swallowing hard, she spoke in a low voice: "After a state banquet, I will still like home-cooked food. If I carry a Hermès crocodile skin Birkin bag, I can still carry an ordinary handbag. People…are not picky.”

After the divorce, she immediately formatted him in her mind so that there would be no sharp contrast.

Lu Junyan frowned and flicked her forehead unceremoniously, "Can this be the same thing?"

She lowered her head and let out a long sigh, "Mr. Lu, I'm already busy at work. I don't want to fall in love, find a husband, and work hard, that will make me exhausted. I just want to lie down." Ping, wait for Yuelao to send the destined other half to me."

Lu Junyan discovered that this woman was as aggressive as a chicken at work, but emotionally negative, like a tortoise.

but……

His eyes fell on her swollen belly, and he raised his hand to touch it gently, "You do have some shitty luck."

An Qi understood what he meant instantly, and for a moment, she felt mixed emotions in her heart.

She really didn't do anything, but Yue Lao sent a husband over, and he was a top-notch, rich and handsome man!

After giving birth to her child, she became a billionaire and achieved financial freedom.

For a person who is reluctant to drink a cup of coffee or buy a piece of clothing in order to make money to treat his brother's illness, how rare is wealth and freedom!

Well, isn't this just lying down and winning?

Her eyes lit up slightly, then dimmed quickly.

It's a pity that Lu Junyan was not the right man for her, and Yue Lao's red thread was a bit short.

Lu Junyan took in the subtle emotional fluctuations on her face and pinched her face gently, "Are you thinking wildly again?"

She made a face, "I'm thinking that the little, short red thread between us may not be held by Yue Lao, but by the God of Wealth. He was touched by my efforts as a grassroots, so he decided to let me Let’s experience the pleasure of wealth and freedom in a small way.”

Lu Junyan was speechless.

I thought she was dreaming about romance, but I didn't expect that she was thinking about money.

It is estimated that this miser has no love in his mind, only money, so he is so negative about falling in love.

"If you don't obey me, you won't have any freedom at all." He slowly spoke out the threat word by word.

An Qi suddenly felt a chill coming over her, making her shiver.

There are gains and losses, and this freedom of wealth comes at the expense of personal freedom.