Indulgent Husband and Sweet Wife - Chapter 8
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Chapter 8: Lovey-dovey
Song Shizhang said, “Du, you’re so boring. You don’t give a smile even Lu’s wife comes.
Du Yucheng sneered and said, “I’m afraid that more laughter will lead to Lu’s misunderstanding. After all, ha ha…”
Lu Zhanke’s remained the same, but the atmosphere around him turned cold.
Song Shizhang said, “Du, how come you are so nancy, why don’t you forget the past? Now that Lu is married, let’s call it a day between you.”
Ai Changhuan seemed to have got something unusual.
Du’ s eyes narrowed, and a sentence spit out from his thin lips coldly, “From birth to death, never stop.”
How did it sound like a vow? Ai Changhuan couldn’t help being more doubtful. This person looked like Qin and sometimes it didn’t. It was hard for her to tell the truth from the false.
And Lu Zhanke’ s face became angry finally.
Ai Changhuang could feel that he was furious, but he had been tolerant all the time as well.
Ai Changhuan’ s shoulder was painfully pinched by him. She frowned and asked in a low voice,” What’s wrong?”
Afraid that she might find something, Pei Mu immediately said, “It’s all right. Let’s hurry to the table.”
Only then did they attend.
In front of other people, Song Shizhang lowered his voice and asked Pei Mu, ” Why you get them together? You exactly do know that they don’t get along well with each other.”
Pei Mu answered, “I’m trying to make peace for them. After all, how does the friendship for so many years break up without any negotiation margin?”
“But Lu got married.”
Although they thought their voice was very low, Ai and others heard it.
Lu Zhanke and Du Yucheng’ s face grew more somber.
Ai Changhuan had a lot of worries. ‘Is he really not Qin Zhan?’
The meal was quite harmonious, if they ignored Du’ s sharp eyes that were cast over from time to time.
“Come on, have some soup.” Lu Zhanke helped Ai Changhuan with a bowl of soup.
Ai Changhuan felt that it was more like poison instead, because Du shot a glance sharp like blade over to them.
“Be careful! Hot.”
Again.
“Tell me when you want something.”
And again.
Lu Zhanke helped her pin the hair behind her ear and said, “Look at you, just like a baby.”
Once again.
“So lovely.”
Countlessly.
Ai Changhuan was about to hit the table angrily. She gritted her teeth through the action of drinking soup and said to him, “Don’t go too far!”
Didn’t he know it’s easy for Qin Zhan to misunderstand such a move?
She thought that after warning, Lu would somewhat restrain himself. But the next action was more excessive.
Lu Zhanke took a piece of fish and handed it to her mouth and said dotingly, “Honey, have a try, I have picked out the fish-bones.”
“…” Ai Changhuan has no idea that what expression she should use to respond to him.
Seeing Ai Changhuan motionless, Lu Zhanke quietly pinched her waist, and then moved the chopsticks to her lips. “Eat it.”
And he deliberately emphasized the word “eat”.