"I'm going on the way." Lu Fang's low and heavy magnetic sound rang out, very steady.

Jiang Yalun opened the kitchen door and left the kitchen. Without saying hello, he entered the bedroom, took his cell phone and car keys and was about to leave.

Jiang Zheng and Chen Ru both wanted to keep their son for dinner. There was a bit of a festive relationship between his son and Lu Fangyue, so they mediated by the way.

But it was obvious that Jiang Yalun frowned and looked angry, and he seemed to have had a cold look of tears. This situation made Chen Ru and Jiang Zheng both stunned.

Lu Fangyue and Jiang Yalun met and looked at each other.

Jiang Yalun pushed open the door and left.

Lu Fangye's eyebrows were covered with a layer of gloom and confusion, and his thin lips were tightly pursed. This brother-in-law always made him feel urged to start to kill him.

"Xiao Yuan, what's going on?" Chen Ru asked her daughter who came out of the kitchen.

Jiang Yuan had completely sorted out herself and pretended to be calm: "I don't know, I cried as I called."

She was lying guiltily, and she was afraid that the person in the room would see through it.

Chen Ru and Jiang Zheng were even more confused.

The first thing Lu Fangyu did when he entered the door was to wash his hands first, Jiang Yuan handed him a new towel and tried him. He would not see any clues like his parents.

He carefully wiped the beautiful and powerful man's hands, his tone was neither light nor heavy, and his voice was mellow: "Your dad asked me to buy jealousy, I bought it right."

Jiang Yalun left and hurried downstairs. He leaned against the car door with his suit jacket and lit a cigarette.

In the dark night, scattered lights flashed between his slender fingers.

After hesitating for a while, he took out his cell phone, frowned and dialed a number.

The name "Zhou Zhaoting" was displayed on the screen of the phone. After the phone was opened, he rang twice, and he calmly pressed the hang-up button.

In less than a minute, about twenty seconds, Jiang Yalun's cell phone rang, and the name of the caller ID was as expected, "Zhou Zhaoting."

He answered and said warmly: "I'm sorry, I dialed the wrong number."

"Didn't you call me?"

"Call it to your home and it was accidentally dialed into your number."

"Where are you?" Zhou Zhaoting asked in surprise.

Jiang Yalun looked around and smiled and said, "Do just dock like this on a street."

Zhou Zhaoting thought for a while before speaking, "There is nothing to do now? Then, it's not convenient for you to be my driver at this time?"

At Qingcheng University, Zhou Zhaoting put on her clothes and ran out of the dormitory anxiously.

Jiang Yalun changed into a car, BMW i8, Zhou Zhaoting liked this car very much, but her brother's identity could not sell it. Now the person driving this car is her brother's friend. She felt that it was the same and did not treat him as an outsider from the bottom of her heart.

Zhou Zhaoting got into the car, fastened her seat belt and said, "I suddenly wanted to come out to eat Napoleon."

"Napoleon? What is that?" Jiang Yalun pretended not to understand and frowned and looked at Zhou Zhaoting in confusion.

The BMW i8 was driving on the road and quickly left the gate of Qingcheng University. Zhou Zhaoting smiled gently: "You really don't know? Have you never brought girls to eat? The Napoleon I mentioned was a cake."

Jiang Yalun said nothing, with a smile on his lips.

Zhou Zhaoting was silent for a few minutes and asked him again: "How is the divorce going on?"

"The trial will be held in three days."

"Have you asked my brother for help?"

"Finished."

"Oh..." Zhou Zhaoting struggled in her heart. Isn't it despicable to help him like this?

The eldest brother went to say that the relevant departments would definitely allow a divorce for the sake of the eldest brother's face and the father's face. But then they thought that his and his wife had broken down their relationship and would sooner or later.

On the way to the city center, I encountered a red light.

Zhou Zhaoting raised her cell phone and took a selfie in the car. The photo shows his arm holding the steering wheel, a white shirt, and a watch.

In Zhou Zhaoting's eyes, the details on him were perfect.

Zhou Zhaoting lowered her head and fiddled with her cell phone, staring at the part of his in the photo. Although it was not obvious, she was satisfied and posted the photo on her ins without hesitation.

...

Chen Ru stir-fried three hot dishes and one cold dish.

The staple food is dumplings made by Jiang Yuan. Although the appearance is average, the good thing is that the taste is very good.

Chen Ru and Jiang Zheng dipped in soy sauce.

Jiang Yuan mainly dipped it in soy sauce and added a few drops of aged vinegar.

But Lu Fangyu didn't eat a drop of soy sauce, and he dipped it in some vinegar no matter what he ate on the table.

Seeing this, Chen Ru chatted and said, "Xiaoyuan's father's bottle of vinegar is not good. Fang Yu loves it so much. Next time I come to the supermarket to buy it. The vinegar tastes really good."

Jiang Yuan glanced at Lu Fangyu.

Chen Ru is really nice to her son-in-law now. Seeing that he is jealous, she took the plate down and changed it to a small bowl for him, pouring nearly half a bowl of jealousy.

Lu Fangyu lived up to his expectations and ate no drop of the aged vinegar in the bowl.

They sat down and chatted for an hour, talked about the wedding, talked about the furniture city, and talked about the child Jiang Yuan was pregnant. They didn't leave here until 8:30.

In the car, the two of them chatted directly.

There are no people everywhere, and there is a closed space, and you can be fearless in anything you say.

Jiang Yuan asked on his own initiative: "Are you angry?"

"It's okay." Lu Fangyu calmly spit out these two words to describe it.

It is not easy to say that he is angry, he will not be serious and angry with Jiang Yuan. There is a little jealousy. Men and women are jealous of possessiveness, but this person is right in front of him and belongs to him, so there is no need to worry too much. Feelings are things that are integrated into bones and blood and cells. It takes a time to completely replace them.

If you can turn around and forget immediately without any residue, then it is not love.

It is precisely because he has truly experienced the process of replacing the former with his feelings and career that he can understand Jiang Yuan. Giving up and leaving someone feels like a change of blood.

Jiang Yuan felt uncomfortable and said, "People may have many sides, not just two sides. People who maintain one side have not encountered something that can inspire the other side of this person. In the past, he had a good side, but now he had a bad side. He was the most despised when he was studying, but now he is trying to be a rich man. There is nothing wrong with having pursuits and goals, but the wrong way is to pursue. Reality has made me get to know this person again."

"I won't forgive this aspect. But from remembering things to confirming the relationship, I have regarded him as my biological brother for more than ten years. For example, my dad, if it weren't for the death of his ex-wife, what might happen later. I hate my dad, and I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I can't let go of family affection, and he's still my dad. The only remaining relationship between Jiang Yalun and I now is family affection. No matter what, I don't want him to die, or be disabled," Jiang Yuan said calmly to the man who drove: "I can't hate outsiders. I can't do anything to hate him."

I also hate someone who has been my brother for more than ten years, hoping that he will be punished and will not die well. But I am very clean in his love, and I am disappointed only when he betrayed, I have never thought about me, a person who has been his sister for more than ten years. Even if I explain, instead of climbing the ladder of the wife of a wealthy family, I will go back and pull me up the ladder with him. The ladder is very unwilling, and I don’t want to. No one can feel at ease when he eats a soft meal."

Lu Fangyu leaned aside and stopped slowly.

He got off the car, and Jiang Yuan got off the car inexplicably.

Jiang Yuan looked at him, but saw his body covering her, pressing against the car, kissing his chattering mouth hard. Jiang Yuan closed her eyes and climbed up his broad and strong arms with his fingers.

Kissed for a moment and let go.

Although Lu Fangxu laughed at her, his eyes were serious: "What a big deal, we don't need to explain. Even if he makes some achievements in his love career, I am afraid of him, but he doesn't take any of it, so people take him seriously."

Brother-in-law 27, he 37, understands that a person's mature mind often changes with age and experience. He is now glad that he is 10 years older than his love rival.

...

Zhou Zhaoting ate the blueberry light breasts Napoleon she wanted shyly.

Jiang Yalun's coat was placed aside and his cell phone rang.

Zhou Zhaoting looked up and said that Jiang Yalun, who was standing outside the store, had not finished answering his business call. She took his coat and took out her cell phone. The number displayed on it was "Tong Qing".

Zhou Zhaoting remembered how Tong Qing asked herself at the door of the coffee shop, and she smiled unconsciously.

Jiang Yalun stood outside for a long time and had not finished the call. His phone rang four times in a row. Zhou Zhaoting answered it impatiently: "Hello, he is busy. Is there anything wrong?"

"Are you?" Tong Qing heard the voice: "Zhou Zhaoting?"

Zhou Zhaoting admitted: "It's me, don't get me wrong. He is talking to my brother about things, and it's not convenient to answer the phone. Is there anything important? I'll call you your husband for help."

Tong Qing sneered on the other end: "Thank you for your kindness. Don't tell me the reasons. I'm afraid he is not talking to your brother about things, but dating you! Zhou Zhaoting, you are too young and can't control him at all. Do you think a person like him is worthy of your efforts? Like me, you will not get rewards!"

Zhou Zhaoting listened patiently and said tactfully: "Miss Tong, don't be excited. My husband and I really have nothing to do with you. However, if you can't get his sincerity, first of all, don't blame him for not loving you, but should reflect on whether you are worthy of his love. People have the heart, and in the end they will definitely give it to someone. What you get first may not be able to live in his heart until the end."

After she finished speaking, she heard Tong Qing mocking: "Is that true? I used to have this confidence in Miss Zhou. But have you heard a saying that a new love is just a joy, and an old love is love. He loves Jiang Yuan, the sister in his family. Do you know this person?"

"Of course I know." Zhou Zhaoting smiled and found that Napoleon on the plate could no longer be eaten gracefully. "I don't agree with Miss Tong's words. Old love, old love can only be considered love. Sorry, I seem to say what I shouldn't say, don't get me wrong."

When Jiang Yalun came back, Zhou Zhaoting looked at him and said, "Your wife called me many times, I'll answer you." She returned the phone to him.

He nodded, picked up his blazer and asked her, "Do you still eat?"

Zhou Zhaoting shook her head, stood up tacitly, left behind him, and went to pay for her.

Zhou Zhaoting felt that it was really inappropriate for him to be a couple with the lady named Tong. He was elegant, gentlemanly, handsome and thoughtful. He was 27% young and energetic, and had 40% calm and vicissitudes. He was not as good as those really mature elite men, but this was the most suitable for girls like her who loved to play, and could accompany her to go crazy.
Chapter completed!