Butler Ye looked at Wang Yanran's back view expressionlessly. Over the years, so many women had thrown themselves at Sir. If Sir was willing to open his arms, how could she even get a chance?
Butler Ye got into the car and the limousine sped on the road.
"Sir, are you going home now?"
He had been working overtime at the office last night and hadn't gone home.
Lu Jinwen took out his cell phone from his pocket and looked at it. It was empty. She hadn't called or sent him a message.
He threw his phone on the seat beside him, raised his slender fingers, and unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt. His thin and cold lips slowly curved into a tired, lonely, and self-deprecating smile.
She had never taken the initiative to contact him.
He hadn't gone home last night. He had made a call and the maid had picked up the phone. He hadn't even heard her voice.
Actually, he had hoped that he would receive a call from her when he was working outside.
Actually, she also hoped that when he came home, he would see that she had left a dim yellow warm lamp for him.
Actually, he was very greedy. He wanted her body, and even more so, he wanted her heart.
Lu Jinwen gently closed his eyes and raised his hand to pinch his tightly knitted brows.
At this moment, a melodious ringtone sounded. He had an incoming phone call.
It was Gu Mohan.
Lu Jinwen picked up his cell phone and answered the call. "Hello."
"Hello, Dad, how have you been recently? Is Mom still indifferent to you?" Gu Mohan's voice could be heard clearly.
Lu Jinwen was expressionless. "Are you calling to laugh at me?"
"How would I dare? Dad, let me tell you, you need strategy and skills to woo a woman. After you treat Mom well for a period of time, you have to treat her coldly for a period of time. This way, she will understand how important you are to her. This is called playing hard to get. "Gu Mohan imparted his experience.
Lu Jinwen curved his thin lips. "Is this how you treat Mo 'er?"
"…"
"Rascal, be careful." With that, Lu Jinwen hung up the phone.
"…"
"Sir, are we going home now?" Butler Ye asked again.
…
Lu Family Manor.
The maid asked, "Madam, Sir isn't back yet. Do you want to wait for him for dinner?"
Little Gu Yelin looked at the dark night outside. "Grandma, it's already 8 pm. Is Grandpa not coming back again?"
It was already very late.
Lin Xuanji stroked Little Munchkin's head. "Niuniu, are you hungry?"
Little Gu Yelin stuck out his tongue in embarrassment. "A little."
Lin Xuanji looked at the maid. "There's no need to wait, let's start eating now."
"Yes, Madam."
In the dining room, Lin Xuanji and little Gu Yelin sat opposite each other. Little Gu Yelin pointed at a bowl of soup. "Grandma, I want to drink this soup. It looks delicious."
Lin Xuanji picked up the spoon, wanting to scoop some soup for Little Munchkin, but she froze.
That was because this was goji berry bullwhip soup, which was very nutritious for men.
Little Munchkin could not drink it.
Lin Xuanji promptly looked at a maid. "Who prepared this soup?"
"Replying to Madam, this soup was … was prepared by the son-in-law."
Gu Mohan?
"This morning, we received a box of ingredients. It's this bullwhip. Young Master sent someone to deliver it. He said that it's for … for Sir, to make soup to nourish you." The maid blushed as she spoke.
"…"
Lin Xuanji was speechless.
"Grandma, what's wrong with this soup? I want to drink this soup." Little Gu Yelin looked at the bullwhip soup, drooling.
He had never seen Little Munchkin like any dish so much, but just smelling the fragrance of the bullwhip soup, Little Munchkin couldn't wait any longer.
What was so good about Little Young Master Gu?
Lin Xuanji put down the spoon. "Niuniu, you can't drink this soup."
"Why? Is this soup specially prepared for Grandpa? "
Looking at Little Munchkin's innocent gaze, Lin Xuanji evaded his gaze. She gave a random reply. "Mm."
Little Gu Yelin nodded, he finally understood.
At this moment, two bright white lanterns shone from outside, penetrating through the layers of cold dew in the night. Soon, the carved red sandalwood door was opened, and a gust of cold air invaded in, accompanied by a tall and straight figure.
Lu Jinwen had returned.
The maid quickly bent down to help him change his shoes. Lu Jinwen lifted his long fingers to remove his coat, placing it on the sofa before turning around to enter the dining room.
Little Gu Yelin was elated to see Lu Jinwen. "Grandpa, you're back?"
"Mm."
Lu Jinwen responded, walking over to Lin Xuanji and stopping beside her. He stuck one hand into his trousers pocket, while the other raked his fingers through her long hair, caressing her face. "You didn't wait for me?"
He had a rich masculine scent, coupled with the chill of the dew in the night, it smelled especially good.
Lin Xuanji lifted her eyes. He stood against the light, blocking all the light from her.
The entire space became oppressive and silent because of his arrival. This was the aura of a man, so powerful, just like an emperor.
"I thought you weren't coming back," Lin Xuanji replied.
"That's right, Grandpa, Grandma and I saw you this afternoon. You were with a beautiful auntie. Grandpa, tell me honestly, did you fool around with this beautiful auntie last night and today?"
In order to show that he was angry, Little Munchkin crossed his arms and hugged his chest.
Lu Jinwen raised his brows, lowering his eyes to look at Lin Xuanji. "You met me in the afternoon? Why didn't you call me? "
Little Munchkin snorted. "Of course we didn't want to disturb Grandpa! That's right, Grandpa, Grandma already said that she won't let you off tonight. She's going to make sure you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow morning! "
"…"
Oh god, what was Little Munchkin saying?
Lin Xuanji hadn't expected Little Munchkin to say that. This mischievous kid had really been led astray by Mo 'er and Mohan.
She promptly kicked Little Munchkin under the table.
"Ha." At this moment, a deep and magnetic voice rang out. "Xuanji, do you want me to be unable to get out of bed tomorrow?"
"I didn't …"
"Of course, Grandpa, look, this is the soup that Grandma specially asked someone to make for you. It's wolfberry bullwhip soup!" Little Munchkin quickly said.
"…"
Lin Xuanji was dumbfounded. How did Little Munchkin know that this was bullwhip soup?
She instantly realized a problem. Could it be that Little Munchkin had colluded with his Daddy Gu Mohan?
Scheming boy!
He was really scheming!
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