Tang Muyan stretched out her arms to protect her chest, and kept backing away until she could no longer retreat. She looked at Lu Huaichen warily, "I sell my art, not my body."

Although her voice was sonorous, it was also soft, and listening to it made Lu Huaichen's original possessiveness seem to be even stronger.

But this action really stabbed Lu Huaichen in the heart. His eyes were cold and cold. "If you hate me so much, why did you go to so much trouble to marry me three years ago?"

Lu Huaichen's question shocked Tang Muyan, "To save my life."

"For money."

Her inner voice and her original voice came out almost at the same time.

Lu Huaichen had already read her comics, so it was no longer useful for her to bring up the excuses she had used before to faze him. It would be better to say that it was because the money was real.

Tang Muyan didn't know that Lu Huaichen could see into her thoughts.

It was a secret from the deepest part of her heart, a past she didn't want to recall.

Lu Huaichen's pupils trembled. To save his life?

What on earth did this woman go through three years ago?

Tang Muyan's face turned pale when she thought about the past.

Lu Huaichen continued to ask, "Do you need money, or are you attracted by the power of the Lu family?"

"Lu Huaichen, you are really annoying."

Tang Muyan didn't want to think about what happened before at all. Those memories were nothing but a nightmare to her.

"I've taken a fancy to them all." Tang Muyan replied casually.

Lu Huaishen's eyes darkened. What on earth did Tang Muyan experience three years ago? What happened to her that made her dare not even think about it?

Lu Huaichen didn't plan to continue asking, even if he did, he wouldn't get any results.

He started the car, and suddenly, he turned his head again and glanced at Tang Muyan.

He approached without any warning.

When the car started, Tang Muyan closed her eyes. She didn't want to see Lu Huaichen's ugly face.

After a while, an extremely aggressive masculine scent filled her nostrils. She frowned, opened her eyes, and Lu Huaichen's enlarged handsome face appeared in front of Tang Muyan.

"Lu Huaichen, what are you doing?"

Her voice became tense.

Lu Huaichen glanced at her side and said softly, "Seat belt."

Tang Muyan, "I understand."

After she finished speaking, she quickly pushed Lu Huaichen away.

'You're sick, getting so close.'

"If you have something to say, just say it."

"Weren't you trying to avoid me before? Why are you sticking to me after the divorce?"

Lu Huaichen's movement of pulling back froze, and he leaned over again, held down Tang Muyan's little hand that was fiddling with the seat belt, and held her little hand to help him buckle the seat belt.

Lu Huaichen's inexplicable behavior left Tang Muyan stunned.

'What? Taking advantage of me?'

After he buttoned it, he glanced at her and then stepped back.

But the emotion in those eyes was a little strange.

Tang Muyan couldn't guess, nor did she want to guess.

During the three years of her marriage to Lu Huaichen, she had guessed too much and her life was too tiring.

After the divorce, it doesn't matter what he thinks.

*

Lu's house,

The Lu family’s manor was the most magnificent one Tang Muyan had ever seen, with mountains and rivers facing each other and the scent of ink and ancient colors.

When Lu Huaichen's grandfather was alive, he was an extremely elegant old man, so the decoration of Lu's house is also extremely elegant, as if it were living in an ancient painting, with a unique character.

Chen Jing knew that Tang Muyan was coming, so she went out early and came to pick her up in person.

Chen Jing is good-looking, and time has not left many traces on her face. Although she is nearly fifty years old, she looks as good as if she is in her early thirties.

Tang Muyan firmly believed that if Chen Jing and Lu Huaichen walked on the street, no one would think they were mother and son. They were either siblings, or in a sister-brother relationship.

Chen Jing was wearing a dark green cheongsam and came to greet Tang Muyan with a smile.

Chen Jing is obsessed with cheongsams. Most of the cheongsams in her wardrobe are cheongsams. She has a good figure and can wear any cheongsam with charm.

Tang Muyan's love for cheongsam was influenced by Chen Jing to a certain extent.

"Oh, Yanyan, you're here." Chen Jing's eyes curved with smile when she saw Tang Muyan coming.

Behind Chen Jing followed Lu Huaichen's father, Lu Yucheng. He frowned and held a small cloak in his hand. He unfolded the cloak and tried to put it on Chen Jing. "Be obedient and put it on."

Chen Jing refused and dodged directly, walked up to Tang Muyan, and took Tang Muyan's arm, "Yanyan, you miss me so much."

Tang Muyan envied the relationship between Chen Jing and Lu Yucheng. She once wished that if Lu Huaichen could be so good to her, her life would not have been so difficult.

When she thought about this, Lu Huaichen's eyes darkened.

Chen Jing was the person who treated her best in the Lu family. Tang Muyan was grateful to her and was close to her.

"Mom, of course I miss you too."

Chen Jing pursed her lips, "Nonsense, you little liar, you just lied to me, why don't you come to see me."

"No way, isn't it because Ah Chen is busy? I'm taking care of him." Tang Muyan lied without blinking.

"Mom, it's cold, put on some clothes."

Tang Muyan looked at Lu Yucheng, "Dad, help Mom put it on."

Lu Yucheng's expression looked better.

His wife was indeed much more pleasing to the eye than his adopted son. Then he turned around and gave Lu Huaichen a cold look.

Tang Muyan coaxed Chen Jing into putting on her clothes, and the group walked towards the Lu family's main residence.

Just as Tang Muyan reached the entrance, before she had time to change her shoes, she was stopped by a weathered but powerful voice.

"Is the Tang family's daughter here?"

The old lady sat in the middle of the sofa with a cane, her majestic eyes cast on Tang Muyan.

The old lady is seventy-six years old this year. She is in very good health. Although her hair is gray, she is energetic and full of vigor.

There was a young girl sitting next to her, and she kept looking at Tang Muyan provocatively.

That person was Qing Shushu.

As for why the old lady called her the daughter of the Tang family instead of granddaughter-in-law, it was because the old lady had never recognized Tang Muyan's identity.

Tang Muyan knew that what happened today must be Qing Shushu complaining again.

Tang Muyan may not be good at other things, but she is the best at pretending. Even though she is annoyed in her heart, she can still pretend that nothing is wrong on the surface.

This is exactly what Qing Shushu could not learn. She shows all her emotions on her face, and if she has any bad intentions, anyone with a discerning eye can tell. I don't know if this person is naive or stupid.

Tang Muyan smiled faintly, and said respectfully, "Grandma, what's wrong? Did your granddaughter-in-law do something wrong?"

"Don't call me grandma. The Lu family doesn't have a daughter-in-law like you."

Old Mrs. Lu knocked the cane in her hand hard on the ground twice, taking all her strength.

'I knew it wasn't that easy to make money.'