Sweet Wife in My Arms

Chapter 815: Not Talking To A Two-Timer

At night, Lei Qingyi initially planned to send the photos to Yan Huan.
But in the end, he noticed that the box was quite old and was not presentable.
Wasn’t the packaging the most important now? It would be better for him to pack it up.
He walked into a bakery and bought a cake.
He ate the cake and put the photos in the box.
Hmm, perfect!

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He put the box onto Lu Yi’s car and called him.
“Lu Yi, my dear Lingling asked me to pass you something.
She said that it belongs Yan Huan.
Please remember to pass it to her.”

“Okay, I got it,” Lu Yi noted it down on the other end of the phone, while his fingers were still flying across the keyboard without pausing.

“Okay, I’ve nailed it.” Lei Qingyi clapped his hands and just left.

When Lu Yi came out after work, his path was blocked by a woman.

“Lu Yi, please give me a ride.”

Sun Yuhan reached out her hand to stop Lu Yi, giving him a look that said I wouldn’t leave if you won’t let me get into your car.

Lu Yi stopped there and took out his car keys.
He opened the car door and Sun Yuhan climbed into his car immediately.
Of course, she did not feel like she was being shameless.

There was a car right before her, why would she not take advantage of a free ride?

Anyway, she firmly believed that Lu Yi had owed her from the start till the end.
She had forgotten that she has severed ties with him several times.
She had requested 10 million yuan on the first time, and Lu Yi’s blood on the second.

She was just like a vampire, sucking Lu Yi’s blood from time to time.

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“Pull over, please!” she cried out loud.
She picked up the cake that she had bought and got down from the car.

While Lu Yi drove to Old Master Lu’s Classical Garden, he noticed a small box laying in his car.

It should be a cake, Lu Yi concluded after a glance.

It was days away from Yan Huan’s birthday, why would Yi Ling send this to Yan Huan? Yan Huan did not like cream to begin with, as cream has a high calorific value, so she would gain weight easily after eating it.
She would only take a few bites of it on her birthday every year, but she would not even bat an eye at those cakes on any other day.

However, he would just bring it over, since it was given by Yi Ling.

Yan Huan was sitting on the sofa while reading a book.
She looked spirited.
It was not surprising that one would become healthier after staying in this place with marvelous scenery.
Moreover, drinking this soup everyday would not fatten her, but instead it did improve her health by quite a bit, compared to before.

Lu Yi walked over and put the box in his hand on the table.
Yan Huan turned her face away.
“I don’t want it.”

“It’s from Yi Ling.”

Lu Yi sighed lightly.
Why would she do this every time? Does she hate me so much?

Yan Huan threw the book in her hand aside and held the box in both hands.
She walked into her room and closed the door with a loud bang.

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“There’s nothing wrong for a young couple to argue sometimes.
Everything will be okay after having a row,” the housekeeper said with a smile when she came out.

Lu Yi sighed lightly deep inside his heart, without explaining anything.

He and Yan Huan were not arguing, but going through a divorce.

He picked up the book that Yan Huan had thrown aside.
100,000 Whys?

When did she start to read this? Maybe it was a very thought-provoking book, or perhaps the book was simple and readable.
He put the book in front of him and flipped through it, ignoring the childishness of the book.

As for Yan Huan, she had already taken the box into her room.
She opened it and saw a pink cake inside, as expected.

When did Yi Ling have this kind of disgusting taste? Did she not know that Yan Huan despised the color pink the most? Pink is for young maidens, but she was an aunty now, an old aunty.

Nevertheless, she still picked up the necessary cutlery and took a bite.

It was quite sweet and creamy, but it was delicious.
She took another bite before she stopped wanting any more.

At this moment, her cellphone rang.
She reached for it and took a look at the screen, noticing that it was a call from Yi Ling.
So, she put the cellphone near her ear.

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“Did you receive my present?” Yi Ling asked through the phone.

“Yes, I’ve received it,” Yan Huan replied as she took another bite.

“Aren’t you surprised?” Yi Ling was a bit puzzled.
Didn’t the contents inside surprise her, or excite her?

“Why am I supposed to be surprised? It’s delicious, thanks,” Yan Huan bit the fork and stopped.
It was too sweet, but she appreciated Lingling’s gift, as she had eaten a big piece of the cake.

Delicious? Why would the thing be delicious? Yi Ling did not understand what she was referring to.
Perhaps Yan Huan was eating something else, so she did not think too much about it.

After all, she had passed all the things to her, so she had accomplished what Yan Huan’s mother entrusted her to do.
She was told to pass it to Yan Huan only when Yan Huan had no way out.
And now, it really did seem that she was at a dead end.

She was divorced and was involved in many scandals.
Although her name had been cleared, but she could not fully regain her reputation and her acting career had suffered unprecedented damage as a result.

Although this might not be the worst period for her, but I do hope that she won’t suffer any more in the future, Yi Ling consoled herself.
I didn’t do anything wrong, did I? Hopefully not, so that she would not turn into a big fat pig for breaking her oath.

Yan Huan cut the cake into pieces and brought it out.

She gave a big piece of cake to the guards and housekeeper, and a small piece of cake to Old Master Lu.

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Old master Lu opened his eyes widely.
It was such a little piece.
It was just a little bit of cream with a small piece of fruit.

“Are you feeding a chicken?”

Old Master Lu was gritting his teeth when he said this.
Why did everyone get a big piece of cake but what he got was just as big as his fingernail?

“You have diabetes, so you shouldn’t eat too many sweets.”

Yan Huan glanced at the bit of cake in Old Master Lu’s hand.
If she did not care for his pride, she would not have given him any.

She considered herself generous to let him eat this much.
Otherwise, she would just let him watch without tasting it.

Old Master Lu gazed at everyone, but they were all busy digging into their own cakes.
None of them gave him a single drop of attention.

Lu Yi’s hands were empty, and there was nothing in front of him.
So, he was the most discriminated in the house.

Old Master Lu felt better when he noticed that there was nothing in his grandson’s hands.
Yan Huan then walked to the farm and squatted down to weed the field.

“You are doing great,” Lu Yi commented as he walked over and rolled up his sleeves.
His weeded very quickly, so it was obvious that he had done this before.

Yan Huan did not want to talk to him, as she did not want to talk to a two-timer.