Liu Chu was surprised: "..."

Lu Sanlang was born into a noble family. Not only was he aloof, he also had aristocratic diseases. The first time Liu Chu saw Lu Sanlang drinking tea without any grace, he was very interested.

Seeing Lu Yun finish a pot of tea, there was water on his chin, his collar was wet, and his eyes seemed wet. This lost look made Lu Sanlang's elegant face look more beautiful. Lu Sanlang sat down, was stunned for a moment, and murmured: "Zhou Lang didn't go back to the room?!"

The houses were so close that any noise outside could be heard clearly. Liu Chu answered slowly, "No."

Seeing this, Lu Yun's face changed again. Lu San's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself that this was bad. He knew Zhou Yangling was a girl, but Luo Lingyu didn't know. Zhou Yangling's appearance was extremely deceptive. From the perspective of his cousin, once he left, Luo Lingyu might cry and ask to marry Zhou Yangling... Liu Chu didn't say a word to Lu Yun, as his good friend suddenly stood up and opened the door and went out again. From the sound, he went to his cousin's room...

Liu Chu lowered his eyelashes as if he realized something: Lu Yun seemed to be paying more and more attention to his cousin.

Luo Lingyu was crying to Zhou Yangling. Zhou Yang had helped her from the ground to the couch, and covered her with a brocade quilt. Luo's daughter lay on the bed sobbing and choking. Seeing her crying like this, Zhou Yangling would naturally not leave. Zhou Yangling sat on the couch to comfort her for a long time, but Luo Lingyu looked more and more sad. There was really no other way, so Zhou Yangling made a desperate move: "Sister, you don't have to cry. Because I can't..."

"Bang!" The door was pushed open again.

Luo Lingyu, curled up in the quilt, raised her eyes and saw Lu Yun standing at the door. She saw that he was even more aggrieved and angry, turned her face away, and continued to shed tears. Zhou Yangling stood up and saw Lu Yun glanced at her, and said lightly: "Zhou Lang, you go out first. I will come to comfort my cousin."

Luo Lingyu immediately refused upon hearing this: "No! Zhou Lang, I don't want you to leave..."

Lu Yun said with a sullen face: "Get out."

Zhou Yangling was actually relieved. If Lu Yun hadn't come back, she would have had to expose her daughter's body to stop Luo from crying. Lu Yun came back just in time. Zhou Yangling gave him a look, indicating that Luo was gentle and let him comfort her. Zhou Yangling left under Luo Lingyu's reluctant gaze. Lu Yun closed the door and sat down on the couch. The man stretched out his slender hand and pulled down the quilt that the girl on the couch had rolled up into a ball. Luo Lingyu's charming and tearful face was revealed.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and she stared at him intently.

For a moment, Lu Yun found this selfish woman very cute.

Knowing that she was resentful, Lu Sanlang always said it briefly: "Zhou Lang was born in a poor family."

Luo Lingyu: “…”

The relationship between people is a combination of mutual restraint and mutual promotion. Lu Yun was Luo Lingyu's nemesis. Zhou Yangling comforted her for so long, but she cried even harder; Lu Yun's words hit her sore spot, leaving her speechless and holding back her tears.

Lu Yun pulled the corner of his mouth and wiped the tears from her face with his sleeve in disgust. There was no need to expose Zhou Yangling's female body. As long as Luo Lingyu knew that Zhou Yangling was from a poor family, his cousin who despised poverty and loved wealth would not want to marry Zhou Yangling. Being seen naked by two men at the same time...his cousin would be able to adjust her mood.

Luo Lingyu slowly sat up from the couch and glared at him: "How do you know he was born in a poor family? Zhou Lang didn't even tell me."

Lu Yun simply said: "If you don't believe it, you can ask her."

Seeing that Lu Yun was too lazy to say more, Luo Lingyu had to believe it. She was hit even harder. Zhou Lang had such a good temperament, such a good temper and talent, but he was born in a poor family... and Lu Yun, this bad man, was actually a man from a top family. God is so unfair! She wanted to marry into a wealthy family, and whether her body was exposed or not was not important, it all depended on who the other person was... All of a sudden, Luo Lingyu's choice was reduced from two to one.

Lu Yun smiled, brushing her eyes with his sleeves. He stretched out his fingers and tugged at her pretty face, teasing and mocking: "Don't you want to marry him?"

Luo Lingyu screamed and pushed his hand. Her face was hurt by his pulling, and she felt that he was venting his anger. Luo Lingyu "whine" twice with guilt, and she didn't want to discuss with Lu Yun whether "disdaining the poor and loving the rich" was a good idea. She began to feel entangled and hesitant: Zhou Lang was actually easy to deal with, but Lu Yun was very difficult to deal with.

Lu Yun was the most difficult man she had ever met.

She even thought that you kissed me, you saw me naked, you should marry me... Luo Lingyu was a little embarrassed to say such words. She always felt that as long as she opened her mouth, she would lose to Lu Yun. It was as if she treated him with the same methods as other men, and everything she did was to marry him. It was true that she was half-hearted, but she didn't want to be looked down upon by Lu Yun.

I don't want Lu Yun to look at me as if "you are willing to do anything to marry me."

She didn't care much about what others thought of her. She had clearly revealed her true colors in front of Lu Yun time and time again...but she was holding back her anger and refused to admit that she was the villain he thought she was.

In the end, Lu Yun did not ask to marry her, and Luo Lingyu did not ask. When her husband wiped her tears, Luo Lingyu lowered her head and could not cry in front of Lu Yun. However, it felt good to be hugged by Lu Sanlang. He wiped her tears and covered her with a quilt so that she could sleep. Luo Lingyu saw his lowered eyebrows, and the warmth in his eyes was visible. The girl held the corner of the quilt tightly with her hands, and her face turned red when he looked at her. She had a feeling that he was pampering her, and this feeling made her proud and happy...

After all, she was a vain girl. Being able to make the famous "Yu Lang" of Jianye look at her like this in private, Luo Lingyu felt that her trip to Jianye was not in vain.

The curtains fell, enveloping the girl on the couch. Before Lu Yun left, his sleeve was grabbed by a hand that stretched out from inside the tent. Luo Lingyu couldn't help but press her cheek against the back of the hand. She asked him hesitantly, "Brother Xuechen, you've seen my body... Are you really not going to use your third request now?"

Her words were full of hints.