Noticing the abrupt stop of movement outside the kitchen, An Xia paused her busy actions, and then quickly resumed as usual.
But the next second, the phone rang again.
An Xia came out with the fried pancakes, just in time to see Lu Bei Chuan on the phone.
He rubbed his eyebrows, seeming very helpless and tired of dealing with the call, but he kept answering patiently.
Every sentence had a response.
Instead of being like this to her, patiently saying a few more words when he was in a good mood, and sneering when he was in a bad mood.
Although she had long been used to it, An Xia’s heart still couldn’t help but twitch.
After putting the pancake plate in front of Lu Bei Chuan with a blank expression, An Xia was about to leave, but her hand was grabbed by the man.
He was still on the phone with Ming Xiyu, and grabbed An Xia with the other hand, refusing to let go.
An Xia struggled a few times to no avail, so she simply gave up and listened indifferently to the woman’s delicate coquettish voice that faintly came from Lu Bei Chuan’s phone receiver.
It was Ming Xiyu, no doubt.
It’s just their call…
When Lu Bei Chuan hung up the phone, An Xia was so angry that she almost overturned the plate.
“You have a child with Ming Xiyu and you’re still dragging your feet and not divorcing me!”
An Xia couldn’t bear it any longer.
Having an affair during marriage was one thing, rekindling with an ex-girlfriend was another, settling the accounts after the divorce was yet another…
But now!
This Cheater (scumbag) Lu Bei Chuan actually had a child!
He even had a child!
Lu Bei Chuan frowned slightly, his face not only didn’t have the guilty conscience of being caught in the act, but even exuded some undercurrent of anger.
“Who told you to listen to these things.”
An Xia really wanted to curse him for being sick.
“A sick person grabbed me and wouldn’t let go, making me stand here and listen!”
An Xia, after losing her scruples, was always particularly sharp.
From a dodder flower in a greenhouse, she suddenly transformed into a thorny rose, prickly and thorny.
Lu Bei Chuan’s eyes suddenly turned cold.
He had really spoiled An Xia too much recently, making her lawless.
She hadn’t even said two sentences before her mouth was like a machine gun, Da-da-da (tututu) firing at people.
“Can’t you speak properly?”
I’ve always spoken in this tone, I won’t be all sweet and *niwaiwai*, calling you *gege* this and *gege* that. Listen if you like, if you don’t like it, I’ll consciously roll away, and I definitely won’t get in your way.
Thinking of Ming Xiyu’s pretentious tone on the phone, An Xia couldn’t help but feel a chill.
Ming Xiyu wasn’t like this when she was a child.
She had the appearance of a mature woman. Although her voice was sweet, her usual style of dealing with things and speaking was more inclined towards the mature type.
But now, how could she have changed her personality?
She even knew how to act coquettishly.
It should be known that acting coquettishly was a very difficult thing for Ming Xiyu in the past.
But now she actually…
An Xia curled her lips and couldn’t help but sigh, the power of love is really great.
It used to be her, and now it’s Ming Xiyu, both making huge changes for Lu Bei Chuan that were completely contrary to their lives.
An Xia looked at Lu Bei Chuan with disgust. In the past, she only felt that this man was good in every way, so perfect that she couldn’t find any flaws.
But looking at him now, apart from this noble and aloof face, this man really had no advantages at all.
She didn’t even know why she was so obsessed at the beginning.
Lu Bei Chuan’s face turned cold.
Then he quickly thought of something, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curved. He forcefully pulled An Xia’s hand, pulled her whole body into his arms, and held her tightly.
“Are you jealous?”
An Xia laughed Hehe (hehe) and replied: “Are you thinking too much?”
He was very confident, but this confidence was misplaced and became shameless narcissism.
Lu Bei Chuan wasn’t angry and just half-hugged her like this.
“It’s okay if you don’t admit it.”
An Xia: …
“Xiyu was looking for me for something else, and I have a clear conscience with her, there is no other relationship.” Lu Bei Chuan explained patiently for once.
An Xia blocked him with her hand: “You even have a child and you’re still saying you have a clear conscience. Lu Bei Chuan, are you still treating me like I’m thirteen years old, thinking that I’m still so naive and easy to deceive? Believing your nonsense that boys and girls will get pregnant as long as they hold hands?”
This was the nonsense Lu Bei Chuan used to deceive her when he was a child.
She didn’t remember the specific details, but she only remembered that there seemed to be many boys around her at that time. Seeing that she was young and small and timid, they thought she was easy to bully. After she went home and told Lu Bei Chuan about this, Lu Bei Chuan didn’t seem to be angry with those people. He only reminded her not to get too close to those boys, and it was best not to have any physical contact, especially not to hold hands, kiss, or **, otherwise she would get pregnant.
At that time, An Xia was young, and she admired Lu Bei Chuan, so she believed what he said and never doubted the truth of this sentence for many years.
It wasn’t until she took a physiology class in her third year of high school that An Xia realized that she had been deceived by Lu Bei Chuan for so many years.
When she found out that she had been deceived, An Xia didn’t feel very angry at the time, but now that she reacted, it turned out that Lu Bei Chuan had been fooling her as a fool so early on.
He should have felt very accomplished watching himself being played in the palm of his hand for so many years.
Lu Bei Chuan frowned, looking at her obviously distrustful appearance.
“If you’re not at ease, I can bring you with me when I see Xiyu in the future. You can just stand aside and open your eyes wide to see what the relationship between me and her is like, and whether there are any problems you think there are.”
Thinking about it carefully, An Xia’s attitude suddenly changed drastically after Ming Xiyu returned to China.
Although he didn’t need to say so much to explain the matter between him and Ming Xiyu, Lu Bei Chuan didn’t want to see An Xia give him a cold face just because of this little thing.
It wasn’t that he wanted to indulge An Xia more and more, but Lu Bei Chuan didn’t want to inexplicably bear so many unwarranted black pots.
“Hehe, no need.” An Xia rolled her eyes.
Go with him?
What would she do with him?
Follow him to watch him and Ming Xiyu flirt with each other, have a loving relationship, and harmoniously and warmly discuss the issue of raising children in the future?
An Xia had a good temper, but she wasn’t a fool willing to be a 二百五 (erbaiwu – idiot).
Although she was prepared to divorce Lu Bei Chuan, she couldn’t completely calmly treat the mistress who destroyed her marriage.
Regardless of whether Lu Bei Chuan was deceiving her with sweet words, Ming Xiyu was one of the few people who knew that she and Lu Bei Chuan were married. Even if she was deceived by Lu Bei Chuan’s sweet words, she was still knowingly being a mistress and didn’t deserve sympathy.
“You need to.”
The colder An Xia’s attitude was, the more forceful Lu Bei Chuan’s attitude became.
Even if An Xia kept saying no, no, Lu Bei Chuan didn’t mean to let go.
If he couldn’t forcibly pull her away, he simply picked her up and carried her out on his shoulders.