Shao Yunchen rolled up his shirt sleeve and showed his thin arm, "I'll do it tonight."
"Apron." Lu Yao took down the apron hanging on the shelf on tiptoe and tried to tie it on for him. "Your shirt is white. It's hard to wash when oil splashes on it."
Shao Yunchen looks at her and turns around. Lu Yao quickly puts on an apron for him.
Since both of them had to do housework, she had bought an apron one size larger. Although he was tall, it seemed funny to wear it.
Lu Yao also did not go out, just leaning on the kitchen door, looking at his busy figure. No matter how well-educated a man is, even if he does this kind of work, he is particularly eye-catching. "Well, how did you come back today?"
Although it was agreed that Shao Yunchen would have to go home every Sunday unless Shao Yunchen went on a business trip, Lu Yao thought that he had come back yesterday and would not come back today.
Shao Yunchen did not return, busy washing dishes: "today Sunday."
"Oh." Lu Yao's eyes darkened.
Sure enough, if it wasn't for the contract, he wouldn't come back even if it was his apartment?
"Are you calling me this morning Shao Yunchen asked, with an explanation: "the assistant answered the phone and said that someone was looking for me. I turned over my mobile phone and found that it was you who called."
Assistant?
Does any assistant call his boss "brother Chen" so intimate?
"Just to ask if you can come back." The sentence "why didn't you save my number?" Lu Yao still didn't ask. Just hearing what he said in front of her, she felt uncomfortable and turned to the living room.
Lu Yao is bored with her micro blog. After a while, she is very upset. She can't help but open Baidu.
When she regained her consciousness, she found that her Baidu was "why my husband didn't save my number", or "my husband's assistant called her husband intimate" and so on.
She can't help but open a large series of answers, what your husband cheated to be careful, quickly check her husband's mobile phone to prepare evidence of divorce ah, at least can more money... She laughs, heart sour.
At this time, Shao Yunchen came out of the kitchen with vegetables and called her a sentence: "come and have a meal."
"Good." Lu Yao turns off her mobile phone in a hurry.
Lu Yao often looks at Shao Yunchen with complicated eyes, but doesn't say anything.
After dinner, Shao Yunchen washed the dishes and then went back to the bedroom.
he should be very busy with his work recently. After taking a bath, he went to bed. When Lu Yao deposited a mask, Shao Yun Chen had fallen asleep.
Lu Yao looked at his mobile phone on the bedside table and stood there for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help it and quietly took it over.
She used Shao Yunchen's mobile phone when taking photos before, so she knew the password.
After inputting the password, Lu Yao flipped through it casually, which was nothing. Most of the e-mails had been working, and she didn't understand it. When she turned to the SMS, she held her breath.
It was a short message that I had read, and the content was just a few words: [brother Chen, thank you today. If you are free some other day, please have a good meal. 】
Fu Xuezi?
Is that the assistant's name? Or another woman?
Lu Yao did not know what she felt when she saw this message. If it was not important, Shao Yunchen would have deleted it. She turned off her mobile phone and put it back on the bedside table.
Looking at his broad back, Lu Yao couldn't help but reach out to encircle his waist.
The next second his hands were gently pulled apart, and even the man moved to the other side, deliberately and she opened the same distance.
Lu Yao was upset by him.
Last night, he was still hard to her, endless, today she wants to hold all can not?
Is there nothing between them except that piece of paper and his physical needs?
Lu Yao thought that maybe after finishing her father's business, she would ask for a divorce.
Four years is too long. She is too tired to wait.
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