After Lu Qinghao left, Xinluo returned to the mansion.
As soon as I entered, I saw Zhuo Yarong walking towards me nervously.
"Xinluo, the man outside just now... was that Lu Qinghao, right? Why did he come to see you? Does he want to get back together with you?"
Lu Qinghao waited outside the Lu family's door for a whole day, and Zhuo Yarong watched from the window of the room on the third floor for a whole day.
Her son is not around now, and her daughter-in-law is so popular, so she has to keep a close eye on her for her son.
"Mom, what are you talking about? He came to me because he felt guilty and felt that he had let me down in the past, so he gave me some of the evidence about Lu Huanting."
"What, he is willing to tell you Lu Huanting's trump card!?" Zhuo Yarong couldn't help but raise her voice.
Is this what you call being uninterested in Xinluo? !
With Lu Qinghao being so attentive to her, Zhuo Yarong didn't even have time to pay attention to Lu Huanting's affairs. All she could think about was Lu Qinghao's attentiveness to her.
"Xinluo, please don't be fooled. In my opinion, this is just an excuse for him to get close to you. He must still have feelings for you. You must not..."
"Mom, you really misunderstood. Look at me, I'm still pregnant with your granddaughter, and this girl in my belly is the mother of four babies. Lu Qinghao wouldn't have any thoughts about a pregnant woman, right?"
Zhuo Yarong didn't believe it. Even though Xinluo was the mother of four babies, her looks and temperament didn't look like that at all.
She is so good, how could Lu Qinghao not regret it.
"Mom, you don't have to worry. In my opinion, he did this for profit. From what I have seen, Zhihe Group has been developing the European market recently. He was courting me probably because of my status."
This is also the final conclusion that Xinluo came up with.
She never believed that Lu Qinghao felt guilty or regretful towards her.
Even though I gave him my phone number outside just now, it was only to get more cards about Lu Huanting from him.
After hearing what Xinluo said, Zhuo Yarong felt that her analysis was correct.
But most importantly, she felt that her attitude was open and honest, and she was even more dismissive of Lu Qinghao.
"Then what did he tell you? What evidence did Lu Huanting have on Yu Chen?"
Without having to worry about her son's love rival, Zhuo Yarong finally focused on her business.
Xinluo sighed and shook her head, "I don't know, Lu Huanting didn't tell them. But Lu Qinghao said it was a recording. But he still needs time to find out the specific content."
After hearing Xinluo's words, Zhuo Yarong was at a loss for a moment and could only let it go.
In the evening, Xinluo played with the two little babies for a while, had a video call with Youyou, and then returned to her room.
As soon as she got back, the phone rang.
Needless to say, it must have been Zhuo Yarong who "secretly" reported the news.
"I heard that you met Lu Qinghao today?" The man's low and sour voice came from the other end of the phone.
Xinluo smiled secretly, but before she could answer, she heard Lu Yuchen say again.
"Baby, we won't investigate what's going on over there. Go back to City B now. Even if something big happens, go there on your own when I'm on vacation."
Lu Yuchen admitted that he was jealous, madly jealous and worried.
His Xiao Luo was so cute and beautiful. If it was any other man, he could still tolerate it.
But Lu Qinghao, that man is her ex-husband.
He was the man who had once moved Xiao Luo and made her willing to spend her life with him.
When Lu Qinghao betrayed Xiao Luo, he was still jealous and wary of this man.
Not to mention, the man has now regretted it and has rediscovered Xiao Luo's good points.
Lu Yuchen was so restless that he wanted to fly to Xinluo immediately.
Just thinking about it, the little woman's ex-husband is changing his mind and wants to get close to her again.
He wished he could immediately put Xinluo into a house made of pure gold and never let her appear in front of anyone again.
Continue (To be continued)