The car is driving gently on the road. The passenger sitting in the co driver's seat leans on the back of the chair, and his eyes aim at the man in the cab from time to time. His dark eyes rotate restlessly. After thinking for a long time, he asked with a smile: "that... Don't you want to go to the company to sleep today?"

Lu Yimin looked at her with a bright and harmless smile. After a few seconds, he took it back calmly: "go back to the villa."

"Really?" On hearing this, Qiao Yuwei brightened his eyes and clapped his hands excitedly.

Lu Yimin did not answer, and did not look at her more, leaving her complacent.

When we got to the villa, Qiao Yuwei got out of the car and waited for him, especially walking side by side with him. But his legs were longer than hers, and his steps were not big. After two trot like pursuits, Qiao Yuwei stretched out his hand and held his arm: "slow down, wait for me!"

"Don't touch me." Lu Yimin stops, looks at her coldly and pulls his arm back from her slender hand.

Qiao language tiny Leng next, looking at oneself empty hand, lift Mou to look at him again, don't understand of ask: "why can't touch?"

Lu Yimin gathered his eyes and walked to the villa indifferently.

"You are back, sir." The housekeeper heard the sound of the car and just opened the door. When he saw Lu Yimin, he nodded politely to him.

Lu Yimin walked up the stairs indifferently and came to his bedroom. He found that the bedroom had changed. The original simple and decent room suddenly became bright, and his eyebrows looked closely at him: "old Chen."

"What's the matter, sir?" As soon as Lao Chen heard this, he immediately went upstairs and stood by.

"What's going on?" Lu Yimin stood at the door of his bedroom, looking coldly at old Chen.

Old Chen looked up and hesitated: "this is... This is made by my wife two days ago."

Speaking of half stopped, and just Qiao Yuwei upstairs heard, went to ask: "Uncle Chen, what's the matter?"

"Did I say that no one is allowed to touch my things?" Lu Yimin directly ignores Qiao Yuwei and points his finger at Lao Chen: "if you can't do this well, don't be the housekeeper."

"I'm sorry, sir..."

"Hello! I asked Uncle Chen to make this room. If you want to blame me, why do you blame Uncle Chen? Besides, this is also my room... "

"When did it become your room?" Lu Yimin raised his voice to interrupt Qiao Yuwei's words, and his eyes were cold.

"I..."

"Clear out the guest room next to you tomorrow and let your wife move in." Qiao Yuwei wants to say something more, but Lu Yimin obviously has no patience.

Listen to speech, Qiao language tiny open big eyes, block the way that he leaves: "Lu Yi Min, what do you mean? Do you want to branch with me? We're husband and wife. You went on a business trip to live in the company some time ago. Now you want me to move out of the bedroom when you come back? "

"Get out of the way."

"No, please make it clear to me first."

"Old Chen."

On hearing this, old Chen immediately went to Qiao Yuwei's side and said, "madam, don't do that."

Qiao Yuwei's heart was very depressed. Now he said that, he felt even more depressed. The crystal clear tears immediately fell from his eyes. He called to Lu Yimin's back: "Lu Yimin, you bully me. If you dare to move my things out of the bedroom, I will tell my grandfather and the whole world that you have a hidden disease and can't live with me, Miss Ben wants a divorce. She wants a divorce. "

"Cough..." Standing on one side, old Chen's body trembled and almost didn't stand firm. His eyes widened.

But Lu Yimin's pupil also slightly earns, on the cold face obviously has the inconceivable mood, turns to look at the weeping little woman, Mori cold question: "what do you say?"

"Miss Ben said I want a divorce and a divorce." Qiao Yuwei was born into a big family. Although she was not spoiled, she was always angry with her. Although she was easy to coax, she was not easy to bully. For example, the obstinacy at this moment shows everything.

"Say it again." Lu Yimin turned back and approached her with his long legs.

It seemed that he felt the danger. Qiao raised his neck slightly and stubbornly, but his feet moved back a few steps and hid behind Lao Chen: "if I say it again, do you still want to beat me? I practiced Taekwondo when I was a child. "

Old Chen bowed his head and didn't go away. He just felt funny. It seems that his husband really married a happy living treasure and came back. Some of his life will be miserable in the future.

“……”

Lu Yimin's eyebrows beat two times: "come here."

"No, just stand there and say something. I can hear you."

"Come here."

"I won't come here. Anyway, I'm right, I'm right. If you dare to live apart from me, I'll dare to spread rumors that you have a hidden disease." Qiao Yuwei stares at him rightfully and boldly, without saying a word, he steps back two steps.

Hearing the word "hidden disease", Lu Yimin twisted her eyebrows, took a long leg, took two steps and made one step to her side. When she wanted to run away, she grabbed her collar and carried her to her like a chicken. She looked at her coldly: "do you want to have a try?"

Joe raised his eyes and grinned at him: "if you really want to try, I don't have any problem. Shall we go to the room? I'm sorry to be here. "

“……”

Lu Yimin's eyes passed a touch of hawk falcon. After she finished, she released her and turned to the direction of the study: "there's no need to move the bedroom."

"Yes." Old Chen nodded and said, "madam, you are really good."

"Yes? fierce? What's worse? "

"My husband has always been a man of no choice. As long as things are decided, they will never change. You are the first one to change his mind."

"Is it?"

"Yes."

"Hey, hey! Am I so good? " Qiao language smiles to pick eyebrow, the mood is very happy: "Uncle Chen, you help me pour a glass of milk!"

"All right."

When old Chen was about to go downstairs, Qiao Yuwei suddenly held him: "Oh, by the way, Uncle Chen, can you give me a list of what Lu Yimin likes to eat and doesn't like to eat?"

"Yes? Madam, do you want to cook for your husband in person? "

"As the saying goes, if you want to hold a man, you must hold his stomach first. I must hold his stomach firmly in my hand."

"Ma'am, can you do it?" Lao Chen looked at Qiao Yuwei's pledge, hesitated a little, and asked tentatively.

Qiao Yuwei looked at him and patted him on the shoulder! It's just cooking! What's so hard about that? Haven't you ever eaten pork and seen a pig run? Don't worry, don't worry. "

"..." old Chen was dumb and could only say in his heart, "I'm sorry, sir.".