Tang Xinluo's cheeks turned slightly red because of Zhuo Yarong's teasing. She lowered her head and couldn't help but sneak a glance at Lu Yuchen from the corner of her eye.
With just one glance, their eyes met.
Looking at Lu Yuchen's deep dark eyes, the kiss before they parted in the morning suddenly emerged in her mind. Her watery peach blossom eyes suddenly drooped, and the blush on her face became even more intense than before.
Zhuo Yarong is an experienced person and she can see the little things going on between the two of them.
Seeing her son and daughter-in-law love each other so much, she couldn't help but smile with relief.
"Okay, okay, I've almost stayed here, so I won't bother you anymore." Zhuo Yarong decided not to stay and act as a light bulb any longer.
When Tang Xinluo heard that her mother-in-law was leaving, she immediately tried to persuade her to stay, "Mom, it's almost time for dinner. Why don't you stay and eat with us?"
"No, Mom has something else to do, so I won't stay." Zhuo Yarong stood up and saw Tang Xinluo was about to stand up, so she stopped him and said, "You're pregnant now, it's cold outside, so don't go out. Let Yuchen take me there."
Tang Xinluo couldn't persuade Zhuo Yarong, so she had to sit down obediently.
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When they reached the car, Zhuo Yarong looked back at the gate of the villa. Seeing that Tang Xinluo was nowhere to be seen, she told her son what had just happened with a cold face.
Lu Yuchen's eyes were cold, "In that case, I'll have less contact with my aunt and the others in the future."
"Do you think Mom likes to associate with her?"
Zhuo Yarong glared at her son angrily, "Mom is doing this for you. Although the Zhuo family is not as good as the Lu family, it has been developing better and better in the past few years under the leadership of your eldest brother. With the support of your eldest uncle, your position as the head of the Lu family will be more stable. Yuchen, your father is no longer reliable. If mom doesn't help you, you will be alone..."
"Mom, you don't have to worry about this." When Lu Yuchen heard her mention his father, his already cold eyes suddenly became even colder.
"My uncle is a reasonable man. Besides, I, Lu Yuchen, am not a loser who needs to rely on others for support. Even if that person comes to rob me personally, he can't take my things away."
Zhuo Yarong and Lu Yuchen didn't want to mention that person. After hearing her son's words, she stopped talking. But when she was about to get in the car, she suddenly stopped.
"Wait a minute." She called Lu Yuchen, "I suddenly remembered something. Is the girl from the Qiao family back?"
Lu Yuchen's eyes darkened, and his obscure black eyes fell on Zhuo Yarong's face, "Yes."
“Yuchen…” Seeing Lu Yuchen’s reaction, Zhuo Yarong’s heart, which had originally calmed down, suddenly became tense again.
"Xinluo is pregnant now, you...you must not provoke her at this time. There are some things that I know will annoy you if I talk too much, but I still want to remind you that you are already a family person, do you understand?"
"Don't worry, Mom. I understand." Lu Yuchen nodded slowly. It was unknown what kind of mood was hidden under the cold mask.
Zhuo Yarong looked at Lu Yuchen again, knowing that it was useless to continue talking, so she could only stop dissuading him temporarily.
On the way back, Zhuo Yarong thought a lot and finally decided that when she had time in two days, she would meet the girl from the Qiao family in person.
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After Lu Yuchen sent Zhuo Yarong back to the house, he happened to see Tang Xinluo grinning excitedly at a document.
He calmly walked over to the little woman, pulled out his hand, and took the document in his hand.
"... Lu Yuchen, give it back to me!"
The document representing Tang’s shares suddenly disappeared from his sight, and Tang Xinluo was so anxious that he almost jumped up to grab it.
"Sit down." Lu Yuchen frowned and pushed Tang Xinluo back to the sofa. (To be continued)