When they got home, Lu Ma reheated the food again and again, and finally waited for her son to come home.

It's just that his expression isn't very pretty.

"What's wrong, Zhicheng? Who bullied you?"

"Is it that bitch Pei Anan again? Really, why are there so many bad women in this world, and my son just happens to run into them all?"

Lu Ma cursed. She had been in a bad mood these days, having lost both money and face shame.

"Okay, Mom, stop talking. What does it have to do with An An?"

Lu Zhicheng said unhappily that for some reason, he felt uncomfortable when he heard Lu Ma say that An An was not his.

Mother Lu was surprised: "Zhicheng, why are you speaking for that bitch Pei Anan? What's been going on with you these past few days?"

"Besides, Pei An'an is really not a good person. What kind of woman would show up in public when she's pregnant, get a divorce, and send her ex-husband to jail? I've never seen her be so capable before. I really underestimated this bitch."

Lu Zhicheng frowned and buried his head in his food: "Mom, stop calling me a bitch. It's so unpleasant. It was me who cheated, not An An."

Lu Ma was dumbfounded, thinking her son had a fever.

He pulled Li Jing'er over in surprise and whispered, "What's wrong? Did you eat gunpowder?"

In the past few days, Lu's mother has thought it through. No matter how unpresentable Li Jing'er is, at least she is chosen by her son and he likes her, so she likes Li Jing'er a little more.

Unlike Li Jing'er, who also looked unhappy: "Of course I ran into Pei An'an and the others."

Mother Lu looked like she knew it. "That woman is following my son again with bad intentions. Has she regretted it and wants to get back together? That's not impossible. First, return the money to us, and then see if the baby is a boy. Otherwise..."

Li Jing'er was annoyed and pouted, then went to get some rice. She was very angry and hungry.

Lu Zhicheng ate his meal and didn't forget to refute: "Mom, it's not their fault. We just happened to run into each other this afternoon. Nothing happened. Don't think too much about it."

"Also, Mom, you've worked hard cooking, go watch some TV."

He actually said this just to make Lu Ma shut up.

Mother Lu was somewhat touched: "Son, cooking for you is not hard at all. I'm glad you still care about me."

"You've been getting mad at me these past few days, and I thought you didn't want me anymore."

As Lu Ma spoke, she began to wipe away her tears, expressing her gratitude that her son had become sensible and filial, and that she would be blessed in the future. It was indeed better to have a son.

"Mom, why is the food the same as yesterday's?"

Li Jing'er screamed.

Lu Ma's expression suddenly changed. She said disdainfully, "What do you mean by 'same as yesterday'? This is yesterday's leftovers. We can still eat it if we heat it up."

Li Jing'er was shocked. "What? Leftovers? I went to such great lengths to get into the Lu family, not just to eat leftovers!"

Seeing that Lu Zhicheng and Lu's mother looked unhappy, Li Jing'er realized that she had said the wrong thing and quickly added in a gentle tone: "No, no, Mom, eating leftovers all the time is not good for your health. I am also thinking about Mom and Zhicheng."

Mother Lu snorted coldly: "What's so bad about it? I've been going through this for so many years, what's there to be disgusted with?"

Li Jing'er was still not satisfied: "Zhicheng, why don't we order takeout? You definitely don't want to eat leftovers."

Lu Zhicheng pursed his lips: "Jing'er, you have to understand Mom. Mom is also doing this for this family. Right now, funds are indeed limited..."

Mother Lu agreed, "Yes, you don't know how expensive vegetables are if you don't buy them. A little meat costs 50 a day, which would cost 1,500 a month. Add in the water, electricity, firewood, rice, oil, salt, and other necessities, and it would cost at least 3,000."

Li Jing'er turned her head away with disdain.

Lu Zhicheng was a little surprised. He had never encountered these living expenses before and didn't expect there were so many.

Then how did An An survive when he gave her a thousand yuan every month?

Li Jing'er didn't want to eat the leftovers, but seeing that Lu Zhicheng's attitude was unbending, she pouted and lowered her head to scroll through her phone: "Humph, if you don't order, I'll order for myself."

She had never had the hardship of having a good meal since she was a child, so how could she accept reheating leftovers?

Mother Lu snatched her phone away distressedly: "You really don't know how to live. This can't go on. You should learn to cook from me starting tomorrow."

Li Jing'er was angry: "Mom, what are you doing? Give me back my phone."

Of course, Mrs. Lu refused. Now Li Jing'er was half a member of the Lu family, and the money naturally belonged to the Lu family. How could she spend the Lu family's money again?

"Jing'er, be good and learn from mom. Just think of it as doing it for me."

Lu Zhicheng patiently comforted her with a few words.

Li Jing'er was dumbfounded, as if she didn't recognize the man who had said he felt sorry for her slender fingers a few days ago.

"Zhicheng, what do you mean by that? Are you willing to let me breathe cooking fumes and become an old, ugly, yellow-faced woman like Pei Anan?"

Want to be a stay-at-home housewife? She's not stupid!

Lu Zhicheng frowned: "An An is not what you said. Jing'er, don't be so harsh. I know you are young and have a bad temper, but for my sake, please bear with it for a while."

Seeing this, Li Jing'er knew that Lu Zhicheng's heart had been mostly seduced away by Pei An'an. She knew this fickle man!