For five years, Shen Li's marriage contract couldn't warm Lu Yanchuan's heart. When the contract expired, she handed him a divorce agreement, setting him free. "These five years hav...
Chapter 67 Going Home to Play in the Mud
Shen Li waited for a while but didn't receive a response from Lu Yanchuan, and the car still didn't move.
Shen Li pursed her lips. "Then let me get out of the car."
Then, it was as if a helpless sigh could be faintly heard, "What are you standing there for? Drive!"
The driver was unsure. "Mr. Lu, what's our destination?"
Lu Yanchuan leaned back in his chair, his voice sounding somewhat casual, "Didn't Mrs. Lu just tell you that?"
The driver understood and immediately started the car, heading towards the studio address that Shen Li had mentioned earlier.
Shen Li was somewhat surprised that Lu Yanchuan had compromised, but she also breathed a sigh of relief.
The car fell silent, with only the soft rustling of Shen Li drying her hair with a towel.
After drying her hair until it was half dry, Shen Li held the towel, pondering what to say. The atmosphere in the car seemed a little awkward.
Of course, it's also possible that only she felt embarrassed.
The driver focused on driving, while Zhou Yan worked on her tablet, showing no signs of unease.
And Lu Yanchuan...
Just as Shen Li turned her head to see what Lu Yanchuan was doing, she met a pair of deep eyes.
He had beautiful eyes, with long eyeliner and deep-set pupils. When his gaze was usually unfocused, he always seemed nonchalant and indifferent.
A gaze devoid of warmth is quite cold and aloof.
Staring intently at someone like that can give the illusion of deep affection.
Shen Li was being stared at by him like this, but she knew very well that this was not Lu Yanchuan's deep affection.
He can look at a dog with such affection if he wants to.
His recent concessions to her are probably not because he has any feelings for her.
It's just that their marriage is still somewhat useful for now, and he's probably not used to things slipping out of his control like this.
After five years of being neglected, Shen Li was quite aware of her place in Lu Yanchuan's heart.
Qu Xiang used to say to her: You know yourself too well.
Shen Li didn't flinch when faced with Lu Yanchuan's focused gaze, which could almost be mistaken for deep affection. After a few seconds of eye contact, they met.
She said calmly, "Thank you for coming today and bringing a gift. Thank you for taking me home too."
Lu Yanchuan hadn't originally planned to say anything, but when he heard her say this, his brows furrowed slightly, and he became somewhat displeased.
"You don't want to go back to the villa, and you don't want to go to the house on Danzhou Road. But you call a temporary studio you found 'going back'?"
Hearing the displeasure in Lu Yanchuan's voice, Shen Li was stunned for a moment, thinking to herself, "You're such a grown man, why are you still nitpicking over words?"
But since he had already asked, Shen Li said, "I used to think that the villa was my home, so I used the word 'home' before."
"Later I found out that wasn't the case. No matter how self-important I was, I was just someone living under someone else's roof. The words 'premarital property' were enough to easily kick me out."
Lu Yanchuan remained silent, his thin lips pressed tightly together.
He was the one who made her move out of the villa.
He did indeed say that it was his premarital property and that he didn't need to discuss it with her. He had no way to refute that.
"The house on Danzhou Road is supposed to be mine, but I still can't control it."
He came whenever he wanted, so forcefully, as if he didn't need to consult her at all.
Lu Yanchuan listened to her words, which should have been complaints, but her voice was very calm, as if they were already insignificant in the past.
The light boat has already passed ten thousand mountains.
Lu Yanchuan stared at Shen Li for a long time. Only someone like Shen Li, who was used to his various gazes, could remain calm under such scrutiny.
If it were anyone else, they would probably be feeling uneasy from being stared at.
But Shen Li remained calm. "I rented this place. I can use the kiln site for my studio and even live here. It's very convenient and suitable for me to prepare for the competition later."
“I’m at Yashu…” Lu Yanchuan started the conversation, then steered the topic back to Yashu, which Shen Li hadn’t really been interested in.
But Lu Yanchuan continued, "I built a kiln for you."
"!" Shen Li's eyes widened suddenly. Even if she was usually calm, she couldn't keep her expression steady after hearing his words.
No wonder she was making a fuss. Mr. Lu, shouldn't you listen to what I'm saying? That's a villa, a luxury residential area where land is incredibly valuable!
So unbelievable that Shen Li repeated the words, "In the elegant villa... a kiln was built?"
Lu Yanchuan nodded, his brows furrowed, as if he were somewhat impatient or dissatisfied.
"I originally planned to build a gas kiln, but it was difficult to get approvals from the fire department and other departments because of gas safety issues. Wood-fired kilns have site and environmental requirements, so I could only build an electric kiln."
Lu Yanchuan's brows were still furrowed, as if he was very puzzled, "Why is playing in the mud so troublesome?"
Shen Li was still surprised. Although this man said that playing with mud was troublesome, he seemed to know a lot about all kinds of kilns.
She wasn't quite sure, so she asked to confirm, "Did you buy a household electric kiln at Yashu Home?"
Lu Yanchuan glanced at her, opened his mouth as if to explain, but then felt that he might not be able to explain it clearly.
He simply took out his phone and handed the screen to Shen Li.
"Here you are."
On the phone screen, it wasn't the small household kiln that Shen Li had imagined; it was actually an electric kiln!
Shen Li's eyes widened slightly. "You built an electric kiln at home?!"
The word "home" in her words seemed to please Lu Yanchuan, and the expression in the man's eyes... it was hard to tell whether it was satisfaction or smugness.
"Isn't that stupid? That's too much trouble. We'd have to tear down the renovations and redo the wiring." Lu Yanchuan raised his chin. "I had it installed in another building."
Zhou Yan, sitting in the passenger seat, turned to Shen Li and said in detail, "Madam, when the villa project was completed, President Lu reserved two houses. One of them is the one you live in now, which has a better location and layout."
"The other building is in Block B, but the location and layout are not as good, so it has been vacant. This time it has come in handy. The workers have already started work, and at the current pace, it should be completed in less than a month."
The villa project was completed before their marriage, and as Lu Yanchuan had said before, it belonged to his premarital property.
It's normal that Shen Li doesn't know, but...
"A villa-style house was used to build an electric kiln?"
What an extravagant kiln this is!
"You can discuss with the designer what kind of studio you want to turn the other rooms into."
Lu Yanchuan spoke casually, as if this wasn't an eight-figure property, but just a roadside shack.
"Once it's built, you won't need to rent someone else's studio anymore. Go home and play in the mud."
He spoke as if it were a matter of course, as if the only problem between them was whether there was a kiln at home for her to play with mud.