Song Qing turned her head slightly and could only see his chin.
So much time has passed that she's forgotten what Lu Yang was like before. In the first two years of their marriage, he was just as shameless, always trying to get close to her whenever he had the chance.
Even when Song Qing was occasionally angry, he would still come over with a smile.
How did things change later?
When they got married, Song Qing had already resigned herself to her fate. The Chen family had been gone for several months, and no one in the family could find out where they had gone.
As things got worse, her father forced her to marry Lu Yang. She wasn't the kind of willful person who would allow herself to bring danger to her family.
No matter what she felt in her heart, she accepted her father's arrangement.
Lu Yang stayed at home for six days during his wedding leave. The two had known each other for a lukewarm time, but after he returned to the army, He Shuyue didn't like him anymore, and his father kept asking him to go back, so she stayed at home.
When he returned from his next vacation, the two spent a pleasant time together, and she felt that it wouldn't be bad to continue like this.
It wasn't until He Shuyue and Bai Rongjun told her one after another that she was the one who broke up Lu Yang and his girlfriend.
Song Qing wanted to divorce him soon; she had already wronged him enough and couldn't keep delaying him.
After having a child, she had to consider the child's needs, and since Lu Yang didn't seem to be in a hurry to divorce her, she decided to postpone it for a while.
But how can a marriage whose ending is already predictable possibly be happy?
Gradually, they became more and more estranged, and Lu Yang noticed that her attitude was no longer the same as before.
Thinking of the past, Song Qing was filled with regret and forgot to break free from him.
Lu Yang felt a surge of joy, and his hands began to wander, secretly pinching her fingers.
Can't sleep?
Song Qing thought to herself, "Is this how you put people to sleep?"
She pinched his fingers slightly with her fingertips, and Lu Yang chuckled twice before quickly letting go, but he still pulled her into his arms.
Song Qing closed her eyes and listened to the sound of the train starting, but she couldn't fall asleep even after waiting for a long time.
Lu Yang's breath brushed against her ear, and she couldn't help but feel aroused.
She wasn't the only one whose mind was wandering tonight; Lu Yang knew she wasn't asleep yet.
After a while, Song Qing nudged Lu Yang with his elbow, and Lu Yang silently released him.
The lower body also quickly shifted to the side.
"..."
The two men finally returned in the middle of the night. Song Qing shrank back under the covers when she heard the noise, and Lu Yang got up and looked to the side as a warning.
The two people next to him noticed and quietly lowered their guard. This guy was interesting; he was so nervous.
When Song Qing woke up the next day, it was still early, but the carriage was filled with the sounds of people talking. She had gone to bed very late the night before, but now she couldn't fall asleep.
Lu Yang was dressing An An when he heard the noise and looked over. The two looked at each other for a moment before turning their gazes away.
"Mom, you're awake." The person next to her was still asleep, so An'an whispered as she rushed over and hugged Song Qing.
"Are you hungry?"
Breakfast wasn't being sold yet, so Lu Yang picked up an enamel mug to get some hot water.
Song Qing got dressed, got up, and took out the steamed buns from her bundle. She would have these steamed buns for breakfast today.
Lu Yang quickly returned with hot water. He filled several lunchboxes with the hot water and placed the steamed buns on top to heat them up.
"Go wash up."
He handed her the towel, but dared not look Song Qing in the eye.
Song Qing scoffed inwardly, wondering who had been so bold last night.
However, her ears turned red when she thought about what happened later last night.
The two of them felt awkward all day. Lu Yang was both afraid that she would be angry and annoyed that he couldn't control himself last night, so much so that Song Qing later felt less embarrassed when she saw his predicament.
She had lived ten years longer than before, so she never expected Lu Yang to be so innocent at this age.
An'an couldn't stay still any longer, so Song Qing stayed behind to watch the luggage while Lu Yang led her to walk around the different carriages.
After walking for a while, An'an waved to her father, signaling him to squat down.
"Dad, did you make Mom angry?"
Lu Yang was somewhat surprised, "Who said that?"
"You didn't even dare to look at your mother today."
Lu Yang chuckled and pinched her cheek. "You're quite perceptive, aren't you?"
"Apologize to your mother, and she will forgive you."
The father and daughter had developed a relationship over time, and An'an didn't want her father to be unhappy, so she quickly gave him some pointers.
Lu Yang replied with a smile, "Okay, Dad understands."
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"Lu Ronghui, what's gotten into you again?"
He Shuyue never expected that her daughter, who had previously been relatively unknown, would act like a firecracker these past few days, going crazy at home every day.
"What's wrong with me?"
Bai Rongjun had just returned from outside when she saw the bundle on the living room sofa and froze. The bag belonged to her.
“I don’t want to live with her anymore. Tell her to move back to her own home.”
Lu Ronghui stood at the door of her room, arms crossed, coldly looking at Bai Rongjun.
Their house has 3 bedrooms, 2 living rooms, and a study. She used to live with Bai Rongjun.
"Rong Hui, what did I do to upset you? Why have you been targeting me these past few days? If I've wronged you in any way, tell me and I'll change."
Bai Rongjun had never encountered anything like this before. Although she had known since childhood that she was not a member of the Lu family, Aunt He and the others had treated her very well, and she regarded this place as her own home.
"Are you crazy! I can let Rong Jun stay here as long as I want. If you don't want to, you can move out yourself."
When He Shuyue saw Bai Rongjun crying so hard she couldn't stand, she quickly helped her to sit down on the sofa.
"Don't cry, she's still the one who calls the shots in this family."
"Haven't you let her live here for so many years enough? She's not an orphan, why should she keep clinging to our house? I know we're well-off, but you can't keep sucking our boots off us forever, can you?"
Lu Ronghui watched Bai Rongjun cry with a cold expression, her eyes full of sarcasm.
"I'm sorry, Aunt He. I thought this was my home too. I never imagined that Ronghui had always thought this way. It's all my fault for not being able to leave the warmth of home. I wanted you to be my family."
Bai Rongjun clenched her fists and sobbed even more miserably, leaning on He Shuyue's shoulder.
"Why are you crying? You just don't want to leave, right? After all, we've been taking good care of you. Look at the clothes you're wearing, Uncle Bai probably couldn't afford them with just his salary!"
"I..." Bai Rongjun's face was full of embarrassment.
"Lu Ronghui, shut up."
"I'm going to say this: Bai Rongjun, our family has raised you to adulthood, what more do you want? We don't need anything the family has bought for you over the years, you can take it all with you!"
"Ronghui, I always thought we were family. Aunt He, actually I've always thought of you as my mother. I'm sorry." Bai Rongjun couldn't bear the embarrassment and ran out, covering her face.
As Lu Ronghui watched her run out, her smile grew even brighter, while He Shuyue trembled with anger.
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