Tired of the music, Lu AI Xi fell asleep on the table. When she woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. It was probably noon.

Lu AI Xi felt a little hungry, so he took off the earphone and went downstairs to eat.

Downstairs, I saw a man sitting on the sofa stubbornly cutting an apple, a noble temperament, peeling the apple is like killing people, every expression is very hard.

Hearing the sound of going downstairs, the man raised his head and looked at her. There were too many complex emotions flashed in his eyes, such as complaint, disgust, or other emotions. However, she could not understand and was not interested in further investigation.

It's a pity that girls don't like to wear flat shoes at the foot, because they don't like it.

"Sir, madam, lunch is ready." Zhang Sao reminded.

Lu AI Xi nodded to her and went straight to the table.

Fu Si Chao wrung an eyebrow, looking at the back of her leaving, can she now see that she can turn a blind eye to it?

He put down the apple in his hand and followed him to the dining table. The girl had already sat down in her seat and quietly ate the pregnant women's meal.

This is specially made for her by sister-in-law Zhang. When she is pregnant, she can only eat this. I don't know if she can get used to it.

The man sat down in front of her, but she didn't look at herself from the beginning to the end, as if he was a mass of air and did not exist at all.

Lu AI Xi ate the pregnant women's set meal quietly and slowly. Her face was white and delicate without powder and Dai. She had no mood on her face, as if nothing had happened this morning.

Fu Sichao had already left the villa, but when it came to lunch time, he felt sorry for her and came back to have dinner with her. Unexpectedly, this woman did not know good or evil and dared to ignore him like this.

He deliberately makes the movement very loud, the girl is still that pair of light appearance, as if nothing can stand her mood, which makes the man's heart like a ball of cotton, gas is not smooth, chest tightness uncomfortable.

It was quiet on the dining table. Except for his own noise, she even ate quietly, competing with some cold-blooded animals.

Until the bowl in his hand fell to the ground, "Ping-Pong" made a huge noise, and the bowl fell to pieces on the ground, which surprised Mrs. Zhang!

Mrs. Zhang quickly ran over and asked him, "what's the matter, sir?"

How could she see something wrong with the young master's face? Was she ill?

"I'm fine." The man's tone is light, with a trace of cold, "put things away."

"Yes, sir." Mrs. Zhang was bending down to pick up the broken bowl. Fu Si looked up at Lu AI Xi, who was still eating quietly. The scene just now seemed to frighten her, but she did not show it. Instead, she continued to eat quietly.

Why can she do everything so little as water?

Fu Sichao suddenly lost his appetite and left the table.

After he left, the pent up breath on the dining table finally dissipated, Lu AI Xi quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Zhang picked up the pieces of the bowl, sighed bitterly, and said to Lu Aixi: "madam, the husband cares about you in his heart. If you get along with each other more, your life will be more harmonious."