Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

Lu Meng gritted his teeth, "You are the number one young man in Dragon City and the head of the Lu family. Your wife should be a well-matched daughter of a wealthy family, not a good-for-nothing leek."

Lu Junyan's thin lips opened a sarcastic arc, "An Qi is much better than you. As the daughter of the Lu family, you fight to the death for a man all day long. Not only do you lose your own dignity, but you also destroy the Lu family. Your face has been completely humiliated. If you have the ability, let Xia Yuan come and beg you. If you don’t have the ability, don’t take it out on others!"

He dropped the words coldly, turned around and walked out.

When they came to the hall, An Qi came over and said, "Is Fourth Sister okay?"

"Don't worry about her, let her calm down." Lu Junyan put his arm around her shoulders, "Don't take her words to heart."

An Qi smiled faintly, "I don't have many advantages as a person, but I am generous and can tolerate things that are difficult to tolerate in the world."

Back then, she wanted to introduce her cousin to Xia Yuan, but luckily she didn't act, otherwise Lu Meng would definitely kill her.

Lu Qiao ran over, "Fourth brother, there is a party at the Blue Bird Club the day after tomorrow. I want to go with my fourth sister-in-law, okay?"

Lu Junyan hesitated for a while, "You have to help me take care of her."

Lu Qiao smiled and made an OK gesture, "Don't worry, with me here, no one dares to bully her."

She blinked slyly and winked at An Qi. An Qi understood and smiled.

Afterwards, Lu Junyan took An Qi to the garden.

Winter is the season when wintersweet blooms.

The breeze carries the fragrance of wintersweet, refreshing the heart and lungs.

An Qi picked a plum blossom and played with it in her hand, "I never expected that your fourth sister would like ENUE's Mr. Woolen cloth."

Lu Junyan frowned slightly. He didn't see what was so good about Xia Yuan? Lu Meng is a stubborn person who likes to get into trouble and never look back until he hits the wall.

"Ignore her crazy words."

She brought the flower in her hand to the tip of her nose and sniffed it, "It doesn't matter. I married you, Master Lu, and I am indeed reaching a higher level, but I don't want to reach a higher level. You are not my ideal person in the first place."

She knew very well that from the very beginning, Lu Junyan looked down on her at all. His cold dislike, ruthless ridicule and dismissive contempt were still deep in her mind and had never been forgotten.

Her dignity and self-confidence had been crushed by him time and time again, and were shattered to pieces.

If Lu Haochen hadn't competed with him, it would have been impossible for him to find her so attractive, and he would have sent her away mercilessly with a divorce agreement.

Lu Junyan had not realized this.

In his opinion, her ideal person is naturally Lu Haochen.

And he was a dispensable existence. As long as there was a slight possibility, she would leave him without hesitation.

He stretched out his iron arms, hugged her slender waist, and clasped the tip of her chin with his fingers, "I am your destined husband, don't think about anything else."

She smiled faintly and said calmly, "One day, when I am old and ugly, you will wish me to leave early so that I can find someone young and beautiful."

Lu Junyan frowned deeply, "Am I so superficial?"

She pulled open a petal and watched it being taken away from her fingertips by the cold wind and floating in the air.

"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? People's hearts are not immutable?"

In this world, true love is very rare, very rare, and it will never happen between her and him.

So she never had any hope for him, and she couldn't give her heart to him, so she didn't have to worry about being hurt.

Lu Junyan held her face and looked at her solemnly and calmly, "We have plenty of time. One day you will understand what kind of person I am."