Gentle and considerate, every time Chen Jing said this, the harder she beat him, and the harder she hit him with the big stick.

Tang Muyan always smiled secretly in her heart, and she felt good every time she hit him with a stick.

Afterwards, she pretended to be innocent, with red eyes, and walked up to Lu Huaichen and said, "Ah Chen, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. It's all my fault. Next time, I will never let mom find out that you didn't go home."

Lu Huaichen pushed her away impatiently: "Stop being so hypocritical. If I hadn't married you, I wouldn't have so many things to do. Tang Muyan, I'm very busy and don't have time to deal with you."

Tang Muyan nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, I understand."

The voice was timid, as if she was the one being beaten.

Lu Huaichen felt soft-hearted. Seeing her crying like this, he felt a little sympathetic and stopped talking about her.

Every time, I always say, "I don't want to bother with you."

When Tang Muyan looked at Lu Huai Shen was not pleasing to the eye, or when she was in a bad mood, she would continue to do so and asked Chen Jing quietly. After that, she said that her mother wanted to come. Anyway, Chen Jing hurt her, and she would say that she wanted to come.

After being beaten so hard, Lu Huaichen began to doubt his life. He didn't like going back to the villa very much, but his mother's surprise inspections were a bit too frequent.

He thought it was Tang Muyan's doing, but when he saw her red eyes, Lu Huaichen completely let down his guard.

Who would doubt his gentle and virtuous wife, especially when her crying appearance is particularly heartbreaking.

He would even call himself a beast in his heart.

But these are all the inner thoughts of President Lu, who is hard-mouthed but soft-hearted. On the surface, he still has a cold face like an ice cube. God knows how much he wants to coax the woman in front of him, if it weren't for his face.

So, his thoughtfulness is reflected in the evening.

Tang Muyan didn't like this night sport very much. Every time after being beaten, Lu Huaichen seemed to have endless energy and had to work hard to get it out.

After finishing the work, Lu Huaichen thought about asking Tang Muyan to sleep with him. Who wouldn’t want to sleep with his sweet and soft wife in his arms?

Who would have known that Tang Muyan, such a pity, would get up from the bed every time she finished her work, no matter how tired she was, and drag her exhausted body back to her bedroom.

No matter how hard Lu Huaichen worked, Tang Muyan would crawl to her room.

Lu Huaichen was embarrassed to lower his status because of his face.

When he signed the divorce papers, he regretted it right after signing. That night, he even had a ridiculous idea in his mind. He might as well not get a divorce and make it invalid without the formalities. He might as well just pin the woman down and torture her, and pretend that what happened before never happened.

But when he pressed Tang Muyan down, she cursed happily in her heart, and Lu Huaichen, who was so angry, instantly lost all thoughts of getting back together.

Every time he saw Tang Muyan after the divorce, the thought of getting back together grew in his heart little by little, accumulating more and more, and finally drowning him completely.

But the man's face made him unable to bear it, so he took the initiative to ask Tang Muyan to get back together.

He will always remember how happy he was on the day Tang Muyan got divorced. His pride prevented him from bowing his head, so he came up with Wen Huai's method to seduce Tang Muyan.

At night, Lu Huaichen stood in front of the balcony, smoking.

Smoke shrouded his body, and from a distance he looked a little melancholy.

Tang Muyan was in the kitchen, and came down to get a glass of water. Seeing Lu Huaichen smoking there, she couldn't help but frown, "What a bastard, smoking again."

Tang Muyan didn’t know if it was an illusion, but she felt Lu Huaichen’s back stiffen for a moment, then he immediately put out the cigarette, turned around and smiled at her.

Tang Muyan suddenly had a ridiculous thought in her mind, "Could Lu Huaichen have the ability to read minds?"

'Why did you pinch me just like that?'

Tang Muyan was just thinking about it and didn't take it seriously.

Lu Huaichen fanned his coat, trying to get rid of the smell of smoke.

It wasn't so easy to disperse, so Lu Huaichen simply took off his coat.

Tang Muyan gulped down the water and glanced at Lu Huaichen out of the corner of her eye.

'He took off his clothes?'

'Why are you coming over here?'

Tang Muyan's heartbeat quickened. "Come to see me?"

She pretended nothing had happened and continued drinking water.

“Drinking so much water at night?”

A familiar deep male voice sounded in my ears.

Tang Muyan put down the water cup and leaned on the backrest behind her, imitating Lu Huaichen's laziness. She half-closed her eyelids and snorted, "What do you care about me?"

Like a rebellious girl.

The voice in my heart was even more rebellious, 'You really control everything, even whether I drink water or not.'

Lu Huaichen laughed dryly and said, "Then I won't care about you."

Tang Muyan ignored him and continued drinking water.

"Yan Yan, I want to hug you."

The bastard started to harass her again. Tang Muyan turned away, leaving him with a proud back, "You wish."

Lu Huaichen is a man of action. As soon as he finished speaking, he wrapped his arms around the woman's waist.

As for why I said it, it was probably simply because I wanted to give Tang Muyan some preparation.

Tang Muyan's body froze. Fortunately she had finished drinking the water, otherwise she would have choked.

She was somewhat reluctant, and suddenly, a bloody scene appeared in her head. She coughed twice, pinched her throat, and said in a voice that was deliberately disgusting to Lu Huaichen: "Brother, it's not good for you to hug your sister. Mom will find out soon."

The tone was very deliberate, as if he was afraid that Chen Jing would not calm down.

Unfortunately, Tang Muyan’s call for help was in vain, and Chen Jing did not hear Tang Muyan’s deliberate call.

Lu Huaichen lowered his face and pressed it against Tang Muyan's neck, breathing heavily: "Sister, don't worry, Mom should be applying a facial mask and listening to classical music at this time. If you can't get down, let your brother hold you for a while."

Lu Huaichen didn't feel any guilt at all. He just enjoyed the soft little person in his arms. He felt warm and at ease.

Tang Muyan was furious, "Don't get sick, let me go."

She was weak and couldn't struggle, and Lu Huaichen held her tightly.

Lu Huaichen pretended not to hear. He rubbed his head against the back of Tang Muyan's neck several times, making Tang Muyan feel itchy.

Tang Muyan scolded him: "Lu Huaichen, stop it, it's so itchy."

Lu Huaichen was like a naughty child: "I want it."

"When you were little, you always rubbed against my arms. Is it okay for me to rub against you?"

Tang Muyan's face was covered with black lines: "I am speechless."

She reached back to pull Lu Huaichen's hair, but was controlled by Lu Huaichen first. He pulled Tang Muyan's hand, squeezed it gently, and said in a submissive voice: "Yanyan, I was wrong, give Ah Chen another chance, okay?"