The meal took only twenty minutes.

Ai Yuan's impression of Fei Linlin is just average.

One of the reasons is that Fei Linlin always has a faint medicinal scent on his body.

Fei Linlin had just taken a shower and her body smelled very clean, but Ai Yuan felt that she had a faint medicinal scent, very light.

Ai Yuan is already in her sixties or seventies. She never thought of herself as old before, but as she got older she could feel it clearly.

She once didn't know what her heart and kidneys looked like, but now she can almost feel the size and weight of her organs.

What was even more terrifying was that she felt herself decaying and there was a stench of corpse. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it the smell of old age, but she didn't want to do that.

So she is very sensitive to the smell of medicine.

When it comes to the stage of taking medicine, life has also reached its most powerless stage.

She hated medicine and also hated the faint smell of medicine on Fei Linlin's body.

Of course, another reason for hating the smell of medicine is a secret that Ai Yuan never tells.

When she was young, she was a girl with a strong personality. She sprayed herself with perfume, which had the cool and slightly spicy scent of processed Chinese medicinal materials. She tried to pursue her senior, but failed.

She never wanted to smell that faint medicinal scent again in her life!

After the meal, everyone left the table. Ai Yuan specifically called Fei Linlin, "Linlin, you and Marina go wash the dishes together."

Little Rick was playful and didn’t understand the undercurrents of his elders. He took his mother’s hand and said, “Then Mom, Aunt Marina and I will go wash the dishes together. I love washing dishes the most!”

Ai Yuan's face changed. No matter how well she took care of herself, she had some wrinkles at her age, and her facial muscles looked a little funny when she moved.

Normally, she was very careful about her facial expressions, but now she was too anxious to care about them. "Why are you, a boy, going into the kitchen? Go out and play with your cousin."

Little Rick refused, "No, no, I want to be with my mom."

Lu Yan put his hand on Fei Linlin's shoulder, his expression was very calm, and said: "Xiao Lin, take Xiao Rick out, I have something private to discuss with my mother."

Fei Linlin had no expression from beginning to end. She had never thought about washing dishes for this family. Even if Lu Yan didn't step forward, she wouldn't wash them.

Take the kids out.

Lu Yan pulled a stool and sat next to Ai Yuan's recliner. "Mom, Xiao Lin and I will have an engagement ceremony in a while. You and Dad must attend."

Ai Yuan snorted softly, "After all the twists and turns, it's still the same person. Why did you want to break up in the first place? You said you were fed up, is that reasonable?!"

Lu Yan operated on his phone and said, "No matter what, I hope you and Xiaolin get along well. Don't try to embarrass her."

His attitude towards his parents is slightly calmer than that in public, but due to years of training of his facial muscles, he always looks dignified, with a mature and intimidating aura.

Ai Yuan gradually lost interest in Fei Linlin's bossy attitude.

I received a credit card limit reduction reminder on my mobile phone.

This is punishment.

This was definitely a punishment for her asking Fei Linlin to wash the dishes just now!

Ai Yuan's heart suddenly skipped a beat and she frowned fiercely, "Xiao Yan, are you threatening me?"

Lu Yan said: "You gave me this name, forced me to be introverted, and abandoned me before the college entrance examination to take Xiao Si abroad. You can't expect me to be filial to you."

"Xiao..." Ai Yuan suddenly found it difficult to call out that name.

The night breeze in the mountain villa far away from the Bay Area gently brings a faint apple fragrance.

Lu Yan didn't have the patience to listen to Ai Yuan.

"I'm leaving. Please remember to come back to attend our engagement ceremony." He stood up, smoothed the non-existent wrinkles on his clothes, and strode away.

the other side.

Lu Si was very angry and punched the wall, leaving a big hole in the wooden wall. His hand bones turned red and blood oozed from his skin, slowly flowing down.

"Don't do this--" Stacy exclaimed, covering her mouth. She wanted to move forward but couldn't help but take a step back under Lu Si's aggressive gaze.

Lu Si has always been a warm and sunny man, but now his eyes are cold, with red bloodshot in the corners of his eyes, as if he is going to rush over to kill someone in the next second.

He seemed not to feel the pain in his hand and glared at Stacy fiercely. This woman had a face as delicate and beautiful as a rose. She was a law graduate from a prestigious university, but her mind was so dirty.

He called her a bitch in English, and frantically searched through the boxes and cabinets to find a bottle of red wine. He opened the lid and poured it on Stacy's head, then pinched her white neck with one hand, "Do you like Lu Yan?"

The red wine smeared Stacy's face. She was shaking all over and couldn't breathe. She kicked Lu Si hard, but he didn't move at all.

She said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it..."

The other party turned a deaf ear.

Stacey screamed at the top of her lungs, "You're committing domestic violence!"

Lu Si snorted heavily.

Stacy said, "Have you never had any feelings for Fei Linlin? I see your eyes are shining!"

Lu Si suddenly let go of Stacy.

He looked down at Stacy as she knelt on the ground and breathed heavily for about twenty seconds, then he lifted Stacy's chin, peeled off her hair, bent down and kissed her.

After a long time, Stacy's whole body went limp and she curled up at Lu Si's feet.

Lu Si was still well-dressed as always, wiping the red wine off his body with a handkerchief, his expression cold and filled with disdain.

After wiping it clean, he threw the handkerchief on Stacy's face, and left without hesitation, not caring that Stacy fell to the ground, and said in a cold voice: "Let's get a divorce."

This is not a tone of inquiry, it is a tone of notification.

...

On Fei Linlin's side, the family of three boarded Lu Yan's ACJ-220 and returned home.

Fei Linlin and Xiao Rick both noticed that Lu Yan was in a bad mood.

Lu Yan sat there with his eyes closed, resting. He usually didn't make any big expressions. He always looked like he was standing on a high place looking down at others. Now, he showed a hint of fatigue.

Little Rick grabbed Lu Yan's hand and said, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Yan looked at Little Rick's chubby little hands and shook his head, "Nothing."

He picked up the child and played a cartoon, "Little Rick, you are lucky. You can stand on my shoulders and enjoy the world for the rest of your life."

Little Rick didn't understand what he said, he just thought the cartoon was interesting.

After the child fell asleep, Fei Linlin put the child in the room and then came out to look for Lu Yan.

The plane was very quiet. Apart from their family of three, there were only some people serving Lu Yan. It seemed even quieter after the child fell asleep.

Lu Yan was tasting champagne by himself. Actually, he didn't drink a single sip. He was just enjoying the atmosphere, shaking the glass, smelling it, and suddenly putting it down when he felt drunk.

He likes to suppress his desire suddenly when it reaches its peak. It is a painful hobby, and it seems particularly perverted when he does this in bed.

Lu Yan knew that Fei Linlin had arrived, but he still showed no expression.

He lowered his eyes to look at her.

A cold, serious look.

Fei Linlin was very fair, not the kind of fair white that Caucasians have, like the fuzz on peaches, but a delicate, clean fair white. Her two long, beautiful eyebrows were wrinkled, and she said softly, "Are you okay?"

Lu Yan said: "It's okay, go and rest first."

The voice was low and deep.

With depression.

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