Chapter 129 Can I borrow your wife?

Jiang Ning's heart was involuntarily touched.

She had made dumplings for Lu Junyan many times before, with all kinds of fillings, such as pork and cabbage, pork and celery, pork and mushroom, beef and onion, lamb and zucchini, etc.

Lu Junyan never said it tasted bad.

But he never said it was delicious.

Even after three years of marriage, Jiang Ning still doesn't know what kind of dumplings Lu Junyan likes to eat the most.

But now that they're on the verge of divorce, Lu Junyan suddenly says he's craving the dumplings she makes. Jiang Ning finds it somewhat ironic.

"From now on, you can eat the dumplings made by Chu Qingxue. I'm sure they'll taste better than the ones I make."

Jiang Ning said indifferently.

She heard Lu Junyan sigh beside her.

She didn't understand why Lu Junyan sighed.

It seems like they were disappointed.

I'm disappointed in her.

Jiang Ning shrugged.

Whether Lu Junyan is disappointed or not is none of her business.

"Zhou Yu has resigned."

For no apparent reason, Lu Junyan said this.

Jiang Ning took a moment to process what Lu Junyan meant when he said "Zhou Yu," which must be the chief lawyer, Zhou, at Lu's Legal Group.

She turned to look at Lu Junyan, who was looking straight ahead.

"So I hired a new lawyer, and the divorce papers... will be given to you after you return from LD Jewelry Fashion Week."

Lu Junyan spoke these words calmly, his expression so composed that Jiang Ning couldn't fathom what he was thinking.

Although it took longer than she expected, at least she received a specific date.

LD Jewelry Fashion Week...

She hasn't decided on a new theme yet.

Lu Junyan glanced at Jiang Ning out of the corner of his eye.

What's bothering you?

"nothing."

Jiang Ning shook his head.

Lu Junyan didn't press the matter further.

Just as the two stepped out of the rest building, Jiang Ning's phone suddenly rang.

The caller ID showed an unknown number, but there was no indication that it was a spam call.

"Hello?" Jiang Ning answered the phone.

"I was at the gate of the nursing home, but they wouldn't let me in."

Jiang Ning was stunned by the other party's opening remarks.

"May I ask who you are?"

Can't you guess from the voice?

Jiang Ning was somewhat displeased by the other party's nonchalant tone.

"If you don't tell me, I'm hanging up."

Jiang Ning was about to hang up when he heard the other person chuckle twice and say:

"You just threw me over your shoulder a while ago, and now you've forgotten? You really are a womanizer!"

Jiang Ning now understood that the other party was Mo Yan.

As she and Lu Junyan drew closer to the gate, Mo Yan's tall figure outside became increasingly clear.

"Hi."

Through the European-style arched wrought iron gate, Mo Yan put down his phone and greeted Jiang Ning with a smile.

He ignored Lu Junyan.

Lu Junyan asked Jiang Ning a question:

"You made plans with him?"

The sound was calm and even, yet it was like a sudden gust of wind that chilled the air several degrees.

"No."

Jiang Ning shook his head.

She was also puzzled as to how Mo Yan had found this place.

However, considering that Mo Yan is also a scion of a wealthy family, it is not surprising that he has some connections.

Jiang Ning just didn't understand why Mo Yan had come here to find her.

Was it to get revenge for the time she threw him over her shoulder and left him sprawled on his back?

The door opened, and Jiang Ning and Lu Junyan walked out to face Mo Yan.

Mo Yan pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and finally looked at Lu Junyan.

"Can I borrow your wife for a bit? You don't mind, do you?"

Mo Yanren has a refined and elegant appearance, but his words are easily misunderstood in a negative way.

"Mo Yan, please speak properly."

Seeing Jiang Ning's eyebrows raised, Mo Yan squinted and stared at Jiang Ning's face, as if Jiang Ning's angry face was very much to his liking.

"Whatever you want."

Lu Junyan uttered those three words and turned to leave.

This indifferent reaction did not surprise Jiang Ning.

"Oh, right..."

As he passed Jiang Ning, he whispered another word of advice:

"If he bullies you, remember to call me."

Jiang Ning watched Lu Junyan's retreating figure, feeling a mix of emotions he couldn't quite describe.

Mo Yan watched Jiang Ning silently from the side, his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses extremely cold.

"He loves Qingxue, not you, so stop being so pathetic."

Jiang Ning snapped out of her daze and frowned as she asked Mo Yan.

"What do you need me for?"

"Wait me a moment."

Mo Yan took out a large bouquet of beautifully packaged red roses from the trunk of his car.

"This is for you."

Mo Yan delivered the flowers very naturally.

“A thorny red rose would suit you perfectly. I asked the florist to leave all the thorns on.”

Jiang Ning was baffled.

It was already strange that Mo Yan sent her flowers, but it was even stranger that he didn't ask the florist to remove the thorns from the roses.

"I'm sorry, I'm allergic to pollen."

Jiang Ning speaks the truth.

"Really?" Mo Yan tilted his head and asked, "You're not just making excuses to refuse?"

"No, I am really allergic to pollen."

Jiang Ning felt a chill run down his spine as Mo Yan stared at him.

After a moment, Mo Yan said "Okay".

Jiang Ning thought Mo Yan would take the flowers back, but in front of her, Mo Yan plucked the stamens from the bright red roses one by one.

Jiang Ning was stunned.

She opened her mouth and inhaled a lot of cold air.

The reason she didn't stop Mo Yan was because she felt it would be pointless for her to say anything; Mo Yan wouldn't listen to her anyway.

Mo Yan picked the stamens from the red roses with his bare hands, and the thorns on the stems gradually pricked his hands, causing many wounds.

Mo Yan didn't stop until he had plucked all the stamens from the ninety-nine red roses.

"There's no pollen this time."

Mo Yan handed the bouquet of roses to Jiang Ning again.

Jiang Ning was both amused and exasperated.

The rose with its stamen plucked out was completely deformed, and its petals were scattered all over the ground.

"The thorny green stem, paired with you... isn't it another kind of rose blooming among thorns?"

Mo Yan smiled gently.

Jiang Ning thought that Mo Yan was quite eloquent when he could speak.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into her mind.

"I'm sorry, Mo Yan, I have to go."

Mo Yan: ? ? ?

He plucked the stamens off all ninety-nine red roses with his bare hands, all to please Jiang Ning and hope she would do him the honor of having a meal with him.

As a result, Jiang Ning turned around and ran away as fast as he could after saying those words.

But even after running a distance, he didn't forget to wave at him and shout loudly:

"Thank you!"

Mo Yan watched Jiang Ning's hurried departure and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses.

"...Thank me for what?"

He didn't understand, but the corners of his lips turned up at an increasingly wider angle.

Not far away.

Inside the imperial blue Bentley, Lu Junyan sat in the driver's seat, silently gazing out the window for a long time through the clean windshield.

He saw that Mo Yan gave Jiang Ning a large bouquet of red roses.

I saw Mo Yan tear the roses off with his bare hands.

I also saw Jiang Ning smile.

Lu Junyan felt like he hadn't seen Jiang Ning smile for a while.

At least Jiang Ning didn't smile in front of him.

Finally, he also saw Jiang Ning leave Mo Yan alone.

Lu Junyan's cold facial features relaxed a little, and he finally started the car.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ning was driving her white BMW 3 Series to the studio.

"Hey? Gu Qian, help me buy a batch of fluorite, I have an idea."