Hiding her pregnant belly and leaving, the CEO's ex-husband cried red eyes

Lu Jingyang stood in front of Lu Beichuan like an old hen protecting her chicks.

The sudden fierce tone and the three words that popped up in the whole paragraph were unexpected.

Even the person involved, Lu Beichuan, was surprised.

Watching Lu Jingyang for eighteen years since he was born, this is the first time he has behaved in an aggressive manner without having any illness.

Lu Zixing's playful smile disappeared in an instant.

Even a little timid.

I was afraid that I would really annoy Lu Jingyang, or make him sick.

He didn't come here today to tarnish his own image.

Lu Zixing tried to smooth things over with a sullen smile.

"Cousin was just joking with you, why are you still angry?"

As he spoke, he took the initiative to walk around and sit down in the empty seat next to Wen Li.

The dining table was a round table. Apart from the seat next to An Xia, there was only an empty seat next to Wen Li.

Lu Beichuan's morning gloom instantly dissipated, and he sat down next to An Xia in a good mood.

An Xia didn't react much, just looked at Lu Jingyang a few more times.

His illness is most sensitive to emotional fluctuations, and she was afraid that Lu Jingyang would not be able to control himself and have an attack.

His condition has stabilized a lot during the time he has lived in Tianzhuyuan.

The doctor said that as long as his condition is stabilized and the number of attacks is reduced, there is still a chance that his condition will improve.

Lu Zixing took the initiative to open the thermal bag he brought and took out the lunch box inside.

"What would you like for dipping? Ketchup? Or soy sauce?"

An Xia took the initiative to get up and go to the kitchen to prepare.

Lu Zixing: "Is there any need to ask? Of course it's ketchup."

“Ketchup.”

The two of them said the word ketchup almost in unison.

Lu Zixing blinked at An Xia and gave her a look that said "you understand me".

Lu Beichuan silently watched the two people interacting as if they were alone, and his expression, which had just relaxed, suddenly became gloomy again.

When his legal husband died?

They were so arrogant as to do such inappropriate things in front of him.

Wen Li had been paying close attention to Lu Beichuan. Seeing that he looked a little strange, she immediately asked with concern, "Brother Jingyang, what kind of dipping sauce do you want? I'll go prepare it for you."

As she said this, she was about to stand up, as if she were the mistress of the house.

When Lu Zixing looked over, the smile he had just had disappeared.

Then he looked at Lu Beichuan with eyes that seemed to spit fire, with a warning tone, as if saying "If you dare to agree, I will kill you."

It’s not enough to have Ming Xiyu outside.

There was another young woman in the house.

This really doesn't take An Xia seriously at all!

But Lu Beichuan's reaction was somewhat beyond his expectations.

"My wife will help me. Your role is just to be my brother's art teacher. Don't overstep your boundaries."

The words seemed polite, but Lu Beichuan's tone was cold. There was also a hint of threat in it. It was like holding an ice knife against someone's throat, warning you not to cross the line.

Lu Zixing raised his eyebrows.

Rather than being surprised by Lu Beichuan's resistance, she was even more surprised by the way he addressed An Xia.

Calling An Xia "wife" in front of outsiders is really unprecedented.

Lu Zixing stood up and quietly slipped into the kitchen. An Xia was still looking for ketchup.

"Did you hear the noise outside?"

An Xia nodded, but looked indifferent and didn't care.

Lu Zixing picked up a washed cucumber and took a bite: "What's wrong with that woman? Who brought her to seduce Lu Beichuan?"

As he spoke, Lu Zixing glanced outside, fearing that Lu Beichuan would hear him.

"I." An Xia replied concisely.

"Ahem!" Lu Zixing choked in shock. "Are you crazy?! Ming Xiyu isn't enough, and you're looking for another woman? Are you afraid that Lu Beichuan will be too lonely?"

An Xia didn't respond.

This was not her purpose, but she had no control over how the situation developed, nor did she want to control it.

Seeing An Xia's nonchalant attitude, Lu Zixing should have felt happy, but for some reason, he felt upset.

"Have you really... let go of my brother?" he asked seriously.

An Xia nodded: "After so many years of humiliation, if I can't let it go, wouldn't I really become a shameless bastard?"

There was a smile on her lips, but Lu Zixing felt sad when he heard it.

He had seen An Xia like Lu Beichuan the most.

So in contrast, her current indifference is like the only dry firewood left after a raging fire.

The storm was fierce and turbulent, but was finally blown away by the strong wind, leaving only loneliness.

"Xia Xia!"

Lu Jingyang called out from outside.

Finally, they found a brand new bag of unopened ketchup. An Xia took out two small dishes and squeezed some into them. She also poured a small dish of soy sauce and asked Lu Zixing to help carry it out.

The soy sauce was prepared for Lu Jingyang and Wen Li, and Lu Zixing placed it between them.

One portion of ketchup was for Lu Zixing, and the other portion was poured by An Xia for herself, and they each put one plate.

Only the space in front of Lu Beichuan was empty.

Never mind the dipping sauce.

Not even bowls and chopsticks.

The cozy dining table suddenly became a little weird.

Wen Li wanted to get up and set up everything for him, but when she thought of Lu Beichuan's warning just now, she didn't dare to move. She kept her butt stuck to the stool and didn't dare to leave at all.

Lu Jingyang picked up the dumplings with a fork and dipped them in soy sauce, feeling very satisfied.

It was a rare occasion for Lu Zixing to see Lu Beichuan being ignored and looking deflated, and he was enjoying the moment.

There was a plate of dumplings in front of him, but he didn't take it. Instead, he stretched out his arm to take the ones in front of An Xia, then put them in the small dish in front of him, dipped them in ketchup, and ate them with relish.

The deliberate intention is too obvious.

Lu Beichuan glanced at him quietly, not annoyed at being "isolated", and turned his gaze to An Xia's hand.

An Xia picked up a dumpling and just dipped it in the sauce and was about to put it into her mouth, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed. Before she could defend herself, the dumpling and the tip of her chopsticks went into Lu Beichuan's mouth.

"..."

Lu Zixing was shocked.

Doesn’t this brother dislike eating tomatoes?

Whenever he went back to the old house to eat, the chef there didn't dare add anything related to tomatoes to the dishes.

It can be said that where there is Lu Beichuan, there is no tomato, and where there is tomato, there cannot be Lu Beichuan. These two things absolutely cannot appear on the same screen.

But now he...

An Xia was also stunned.

It was mostly because of Lu Beichuan’s shameless behavior.

Wen Li's face turned pale.

The way Lu Beichuan sticks to An Xia doesn't look like he wants to divorce her right away.

How could a couple who are about to divorce still behave so intimately as to use the same pair of chopsticks?

Being stared at by An Xia, Lu Beichuan had a blank expression on his face. Then he raised his eyebrows and challenged An Xia to continue if she had the guts.

Dare to ignore him?

He has plenty of ways to regain his sense of existence.

The chopsticks were stained with someone's saliva. An Xia didn't want to use them anymore, so she got up and went to the kitchen to change a pair, but someone's big hand reached out and pressed on her legs, not letting her get up at all.

He even picked up her chopsticks, picked up another dumpling, dipped it in a full cup of ketchup and handed it to her mouth.

An Xia turned her head, and Lu Beichuan came directly over and whispered in her ear.

"Jingyang is watching you."