My eyes stung as if pricked by needles.
In his past life, Lu Huai'an always frowned when facing her. He never carried her on his back, nor did he ever hold her hand or link arms with her.
Even when they are forced to appear in the same frame, there is still a river between them.
But now, he was carrying Su Wantang on his back, his eyes and brows gentle, a faint smile on his lips.
Song Wanying and Liu Cuicui had said that Su Wantang was doing very well after marrying into the Lu family, and that her in-laws doted on her, but she didn't believe it.
The Lu family is very hypocritical and always tries to put on a show.
After seeing her today, Liu Cuicui began to believe it.
At the same time, an emotion called jealousy surged up in my chest.
On what grounds?
They are both their mother's daughters, but Su Wantang is the apple of the Su family's eye, while she can only be a 'niece' who is not worthy of being in the public eye.
Even Lu Huai'an, who used to look down on her, treated Su Wantang differently!
Liu Cuicui was filled with hatred!
No wonder Su Wantang wasn't angry at all just now; she just thought of her as a clown.
"You regret it?"
The cold, icy forked tongue crawled close to her neck. Huo Jun's eyes were dark as he stared intently at Liu Cuicui, as if to say that if she didn't meet his expectations, he would poison her.
Liu Cuicui rolled her eyes, her tone full of disdain: "How could that be?"
"Don't be fooled by Lu Huai'an's current position as battalion commander. He was promoted entirely because of his grandfather's leadership. Unlike Brother Huo, who has relied entirely on his own efforts. In a few days, Brother Huo, once you enter the special training team, you'll rise through the ranks and become a commander. It won't be a problem for you to crush Lu Huai'an under your feet."
As she spoke, Liu Cuicui looked at Huo Jun with admiration: "I knew Brother Huo was extraordinary. That snobbish Su Wantang will regret it sooner or later."
Her words struck a chord with Huo Jun, and his shattered confidence was restored.
He showed a rare moment of pleasure towards Liu Cuicui.
How many months pregnant are you? Have you had any prenatal checkups?
Liu Cuicui was so excited that she didn't realize Huo Jun's indifference. After all, she had already told the Huo family about it in front of them earlier.
She touched her lower abdomen and said cheerfully, "It's been almost three months, and I haven't had a prenatal checkup yet."
As she said this, Liu Cuicui looked at Huo Jun expectantly.
Huo Jun was in a good mood at the moment and didn't disappoint her: "I won't go back yet, I'll accompany you to your prenatal checkup."
"Brother Huo, you're so good to me." Liu Cuicui rested her head on Huo Jun's arm, adopting a demure and feminine posture, with a happy smile on her face.
"Three months? Your fetus isn't developing like it's only three months along," the doctor said, frowning.
"What do you mean? Are you saying there's something wrong with the child?" Huo Jun asked urgently.
Huo Junmen knew exactly how much his uncle valued this child.
"Currently, it appears to be developmental delay, which may be due to insufficient nutrition. You should provide the pregnant woman with more nutritious foods, such as eggs, meat, and milk powder."
"Come back for another check-up in two months."
As the two walked out of the ward, Huo Jun said, "From now on, I'll give you half of the allowance every month. You can buy more nutritional supplements if you want. The child absolutely cannot get hurt."
Liu Cuicui wasn't stupid; she understood the importance of this matter and nodded emphatically.
"Brother Huo, don't worry, I will make sure to get enough nutrition."
She secretly applied eye drops: "It's because I was exhausted from farm work and didn't get enough nutrition."
This is practically a direct statement: it's all because of that bastard Huo Xiaoyan, otherwise, how could her own son be malnourished?
Clearly, Huo Jun understood this implication. He frowned and said unhappily, "Let's not talk about this anymore."
Liu Cuicui angrily shut her mouth.
When he got home, Huo Jun went inside to sleep.
Liu Cuicui had just sat down on the living room sofa when the phone rang.
After hearing something said on the other end of the phone, her expression changed, and she hurriedly hung up and ran out of the yard.
Huo Zhan, who was watering the flowers and plants in the yard, saw this scene, frowned, and quietly followed after them.
At the entrance of the compound.
"Auntie, didn't I tell you on the phone not to come looking for me in the compound unless it's important? I'll come to you if I need anything. Why didn't you listen?"
"No, Cuicui, Auntie is out of money."
"Are you a spendthrift? You've already spent a whole ten-yuan note in just a few days?"
Unlike Liu Cuicui's experience, Song Wanying suffered greatly from having her head shaved and being paraded through the streets. However, after she was sent to the countryside, she was initially protected by Su Zhichen, and later received money and tickets sent by Lu Huai'an through his comrades. Her life was relatively comfortable.
Especially after arriving in Beijing, Su Wantang would spend a hundred yuan at a time, and she stole money, even several hundred yuan.
This large sum of money was nothing to Song Wanying.
After staying in a guesthouse for a few nights, most of her money was gone. She also ate and drank a little more. The reason she has been able to hold on until now is because she was afraid that Liu Cuicui would not be able to gain a foothold in the Huo family and that she would cause trouble for her. So she has been spending every penny she has saved.
Unexpectedly, Liu Cuicui spoke to her in this way, which made Song Wanying feel wronged and resentful towards Liu Cuicui.
She divorced Su Zhichen for Liu Cuicui's sake.
"Cui Cui, this little bit of money won't last long. A night at the guesthouse costs a dollar—"
Liu Cuicui had no patience to listen to Song Wanying's words and interrupted her: "Auntie, I'm not trying to be mean, but do you think this is still the time when the Su family was still around? When I was doing farm work in the brigade, one ten-yuan note could last for more than half a year."
Hearing this, Song Wanying stopped complaining and her eyes were full of heartache.
"Cuicui, you've suffered so much."
Liu Cuicui dodged Song Wanying's touch and impatiently pulled out a ten-yuan note from her pocket.
"That's all I have. Once you've spent it all, figure it out yourself."
After saying that, Liu Cuicui went into the courtyard without looking back.
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