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

inside the house.

An Xia was sitting at the coffee table, studying the newly bought Lego toys with Lu Jingyang.

The boy had fair skin, and his eyebrows and eyes were at a natural angle when he was serious. His long eyelashes trembled slightly as he blinked.

There is no difference between Lu Jingyang who has not fallen ill and an angel who has strayed into the mortal world.

After inserting the last part, Lu Jingyang grinned with satisfaction and carefully placed the assembled Lego ornament in front of An Xia with both hands.

"Xia Xia."

"beautiful."

He was making a flower basket.

Colorful and very beautiful.

An Xia was a little surprised. Her little face, which had been covered with sorrow for many days, now showed some joy.

"Thank you Jingyang." An Xia took it and looked at the flower basket in her hand with surprise. She never expected that Lu Jingyang would give this to her.

Although Lu Jingyang had a good relationship with her, Lego was a treasure to him. He also had obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he would treasure every set of Lego he bought home, assemble them, and put them in his private display cabinet.

One less set will not do.

Buying a new set won't work.

But today, he took the initiative to send out the assembled model.

"Xia Xia."

"cry."

Lu Jingyang's brain development was affected by the lack of timely treatment for a high fever when he was young. His mental state remained at the level of a three or four-year-old, and his sensory integration was also affected and he had difficulty speaking.

You can only put a few simple words together to express what you mean.

An Xia was stunned and raised her hand to touch her face.

She wasn't crying now, but her mood these days was affected by Lu Beichuan and she was always frowning.

She knew that Lu Jingyang was not stupid, but she didn't expect that even these subtle emotions that she had tried hard to conceal could be captured and noticed by him.

"I'm not crying, I just..."

Although Lu Jingyang has always been easy to fool, An Xia has never treated him as a mentally retarded child over the years.

Now An Xia wanted to make up a reason to stop him from thinking too much and being sad, but she didn't know what to say for a moment.

When Lu Beichuan found this place, he happened to see An Xia at a loss for words.

He pushed the door open, took An Xia's hand and continued speaking.

"An Xia was wondering what to do if there were no dishes she liked at home in the evening."

Lu Beichuan took the sweat towel that had half fallen from Lu Jingyang's back and placed it on the armrest of the sofa.

As he has always been a germaphobe, he was adept at doing these things for Lu Jingyang.

"You can't learn to be so picky about food like her."

Lu Jingyang blinked, looked at Lu Beichuan, then looked at An Xia, frowning and looking a little distressed.

"Xia Xia."

"eat."

"dumpling."

"Have."

"dumpling."

Lu Jingyang spoke intermittently, and then looked at Lu Beichuan with some anger.

Lu Beichuan was stunned.

An Xia smiled, took Lu Jingyang's hand, patted his shoulder, and said affirmatively: "Jingyang is still the best to me. Remember I love to eat dumplings in the old house."

Lu Beichuan's expression froze for a moment, and his gaze turned to An Xia.

When did she start to like eating dumplings?

Doesn’t she dislike those pasta dishes?

Lu Jingyang pointed at Lu Beichuan angrily.

"Brother, bad."

"Liar. Bad."

The two bad words immediately made Lu Beichuan lose his temper.

An Xia almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

In the entire Lu family, apart from grandma, only Lu Jingyang dared to point at Lu Beichuan and curse him like that.

"Yes, Jingyang, your brother is a liar. You can't learn from him."

Lu Beichuan's face darkened.

Who was he helping out?

Even if you get a bargain, you still behave well.

"Hasn't he been cheated enough over the years?" Lu Beichuan said unhappily.

An Xia frowned: "When did I ever lie to him?"

Lu Beichuan taunted and pulled his lips: "Do you still need me to help you recall? Three years ago, you lied to him--"

"I said I didn't deceive Jingyang into doing that!" An Xia interrupted with a cold face.

Besides being angry, she felt more tired.

Whether it was then, now, or in the past, she has explained more than once that what happened back then was not her doing.

But no matter how she explained, no one believed her.

Everybody blamed it on her.

Her current marriage is unhappy, and others will only say that it is her own fault, but they will not say that Lu Beichuan has not fulfilled his responsibilities and obligations as a husband.

Lu Beichuan frowned slightly and was about to speak when An Xia interrupted him.

"Forget it. You wouldn't believe me even if I told you. We're getting divorced anyway. It doesn't matter what happened back then."

Lu Beichuan frowned even more tightly.

A little angry.

I wasn't angry that An Xia was going to speak.

I'm angry about her indifferent attitude now.

She no longer cared about anything.

Including that incident that year.

Including him.

Lu Beichuan's expression became more serious, and the dark color in his eyes, as thick as ink, stirred up a terrifying wave.

"Now you can talk about divorce so openly." Lu Beichuan sneered.

"Isn't it possible? I'm not the one who cheated. Why should I be embarrassed?" An Xia replied in the same sarcastic tone.

Lu Beichuan showed a hint of impatience: "I said that the relationship between Xiyu and I is not what you think."

An Xia looked at him coldly, and after a moment, replied with an "Oh".

I believed it, but it seemed like I didn’t believe it.

This feeling is like an iron fist hitting cotton, which makes people speechless.

Lu Beichuan felt powerless, and inexplicably felt that this feeling seemed familiar. It seemed like he had just felt it somewhere.

An Xia was too lazy to talk to him, so she pulled Lu Jingyang and walked out.

It was just time for dinner, and just as An Xia went out, she ran into the servant notifying her to have dinner.

In the past, An Xia was most afraid of the atmosphere where the whole family sat at the same table to eat together.

Because every time at the dinner table she could not escape Song Lanzhi's sarcasm.

If other relatives happened to come over for dinner, it would be a double insult to An Xia.

In order not to cause trouble for Lu Beichuan or stir up any disturbance in the Lu family, An Xia could only endure it every time.

But now, she was about to divorce Lu Beichuan. She no longer had so many concerns in her heart.

Thinking about having dinner at the same table with Song Lanzhi again, the pressure in my heart suddenly wasn't as great as before.

The heavy mood eased a lot, and even An Xia's steps became lighter.

Lu Beichuan, who was following behind her and witnessed everything, was stunned for a moment, then snorted coldly.

Just because she was getting divorced, she was so happy.

Those who always kept their heads down like ostriches have become like sparrows today.

Lu Beichuan should have been happy, but when he thought about the reason for her change, he was not so happy.

Take your seat.

When An Xia saw Song Lanzhi, she greeted her politely.

I had been prepared to be humiliated before I could sit down, but I didn't expect that Song Lanzhi's attitude today was particularly docile.