"Ah! You have a husband? " Huang Weiwei exclaimed.

"Is it strange?" Lin Huanhuan asked in surprise, is she like a single woman?

"It's strange!" Huang Weiwei's orderly analysis, "you don't wear a ring, and no one takes you to and from work, and you look like you're in your twenties. It doesn't look like marriage at all."

Lin Huanhuan grins, others start gossiping about her husband, but she keeps them off.

Let them know that her husband is Lu Beicheng. Maybe she will go crazy.

Mo Xilin didn't move in his position. I don't know why, when he heard Lin Huanhuan say that he had a husband, he suddenly felt a little frustrated and subconsciously thought of the Maybach that picked Lin Huanhuan up from work yesterday.

After work, as usual, Lu Beicheng picked up Lin Huanhuan not far from the company.

He looked at Lin Huanhuan's thoughtfulness and joked with a smile: "wife, you are not addicted to work, are you?"

But Lin Huanhuan's vision fell on his hand. Sure enough, he saw the ring on his left hand.

When they remarried, they both put on rings, but she always felt not used to them, so she put them on. Now look at yourself, it's really clear water, no jewelry.

Feeling her sight, Lu Beicheng took a look at his ring, half doting, half complaining and said: "we are all married, you don't even wear the wedding ring, it's very unfair to me, wife!"

"I'll go back and wear it..."

Lin Huanhuan knew he was wrong. Seeing Lu Beicheng pulling his face, he busily coaxed him with good words: "don't be angry, I'm just not used to it."

"You'll get used to it later." Lu Beicheng said.

"Yes, I'll wear it when I go back, so don't be angry."

"If you call my husband, I won't be angry." Lu Beicheng's eyes showed a narrow look. There was a streamer in the corner of his eyes. He looked at Lin Huanhuan's shyness with a smile.

Lin Huanhuan shut her mouth and couldn't open it. She never called it that way. I'm sorry!

"Call, call your husband!" Lu Beicheng urged.

Lin Huanhuan's face is as red as a drop of blood. She can't even call out her husband, let alone kiss her husband!

"Shout, kiss your wife!" Lu Beicheng came and looked at her with a smile, appreciating her embarrassment.

Lin Huanhuan became angry: "you urge me again, I'll do it!"

"Gentlemen use their mouths instead of their hands. Do you understand?"

Lu Beicheng educates her and suddenly catches her and blocks her lips.

This is the true meaning of "gentlemen use their mouths instead of their hands"!

The car stops at the side of the road, and the car behind keeps honking to urge her. Lin Huanhuan is so ashamed that she can't help herself. She's even more afraid that someone from the company will pass by and recognize her. Then she won't want to work hard tomorrow!

After a long deep kiss, Lu Beicheng let her go and looked at her with a smile: "go back and put the ring on, I'll let you go."

"Hum!" Lin Huanhuan looks like wine, almost drunk in his deep kiss, uneasy urge, "drive!"

"Call me my dear husband!"

Success to see her face red again, Lu Beicheng no longer tease her, started the car.

"That's right." Lu Beicheng suddenly thought of something and said solemnly, "you try to stay away from Xu Mingming. He may often come to the company. If you see him, you will avoid him."

"What's the matter?"

"He's not a good man." Lu Beicheng curls his lips. The way Xu Mingming looks at Lin Huanhuan always makes him feel uneasy. Maybe men have the most acute intuition about "rival lovers.".

Back at the apartment, they come in laughing and talking, but unexpectedly they see Bai Yiyao and Shan Meirong.

Sister Li is busy in the kitchen, and Bai Yiyao is playing with her two children. However, it is obvious that Xiao Yu and an Hao do not like Bai Yiyao. They play separately. Bai Yiyao is very embarrassed with a stiff smile.

As soon as she heard the door open, Shan Meirong looked over and immediately called.

"You are back! Beicheng, I don't mean you. How can you live in such a shabby place? How can people live in such a small and crowded place! Hurry up and go back with me

Lu Beicheng hung up his coat, took Lin Huanhuan's coat and hung it side by side. Then he said, "the villa is big. Isn't it good for you two to live in it?"

"Just the two of us, there is no taste of home! Ming Ming's family, why live apart! " Shan Meirong complains and calls Bai Yiyao back, "Yao Yao, pour a glass of water for Beicheng!"

"Good!"

Bai Yiyao poured water and brought it to Lu Beicheng with a sweet smile: "brother Beicheng, you've worked hard at work. Have a drink and have a rest."

Lu Beicheng did not answer. He said faintly, "who can let the guests pour water for the host? Wife, go to make a pot of tea and entertain the guests."

The implication is to treat Bai Yiyao as an outsider.

Lin Huanhuan is also very cooperative and goes to the kitchen to make tea.

Shan Meirong seemed a little unhappy and repeatedly stressed: "what do you say? Yao Yao is my dry daughter. How can she be an outsider? Can't you see that Yao Yao is sincere to you? ""Ma." Lu Beicheng sat down and glanced at her slowly. His tone was slow, but with a hint of coldness, "if you violate my bottom line again, I'm afraid you'll have only one dry daughter in the future."

Shan Meirong was stunned. She looked at him and said incredulously, "you You're breaking up with me? "

"You forced me, and I can't help it." Lu Beicheng is still indifferent, "Huanhuan and I have stepped back here, you are still aggressive, I can only take measures."

"You You don't want your mother for her? " Shan Meirong says, the eyes of malice cast to Lin Huanhuan.

"She is my wife. She loves me, respects me, takes care of me, is willing to hurt herself for me, and is willing to raise children for me. Mom, although you gave birth to me and raised me, what you want now is to control my life and impose pain on me regardless of my will! Mom, I will not lose your money, house and car, but I will not do things according to your wishes. If you force me, don't blame me for fighting back! "

Lu Beicheng light finish saying, not even a look to Shan Meirong, got up to go to the kitchen.

Sister Li is cooking. She has cooked three dishes and is still preparing new dishes.

"Sister Li, how many dishes are you going to fry?"

Sister Li said, "the old lady and Miss Bai are here. I'm afraid three dishes are not enough, so I'm going to add two more."

Lu Beicheng glanced back and said, "no, let's have dinner. They don't eat at home."

Shan Meirong didn't plan to leave, but Lu Beicheng told her that she wanted to drive them away and not leave them for dinner! At least she wanted face. She was driven away by her son. Just now, she was scolded by him again. She had lost her face!

"Yao Yao, let's go!"

"Godmother..." Bai Yiyao doesn't want to go, but she has no choice but to be dragged out by Shan Meirong.