"Mom......."

Lu Zi, who couldn't look at it, just turned around, but saw his mother, fluttering.

"Zi Damn, you're back, look at Feiyan's girl, it's actually very good, I know you're busy, come over early in the morning, take care of the old man, and I haven't eaten yet!"

Du Wanting also followed the door. Seam, aim. After a glance, he turned to look at his son beside him, lowered his voice, and squeezed. Eyebrow. Do. Eyes talking.

For his mother, Lu Zi was helpless and regretful.

After all, without the love of her husband, it is a kind of sadness for a woman.

But she never understood his son, and she didn't know why she lived such a miserable life.

Lu Zi didn't care: "Hmm", his eyes and heart were full of disgust and rejection towards Zhao Feiyan.

"Son, for the sake of other people's girls, for the sake of being good to your grandfather, you can't be enthusiastic about others!"

Lu Zi's marriage with Zhao Feiyan is already underway, and Du Wanting can say anything besides accepting and comforting her son to accept the Zhao family's girl.

She's white. At a glance, like her husband, indifferent son, light. Soft. Di pushed open the door and entered Lu Dingnian's room.

Lu Dingnian was not sick in the first place, and he also pretended to suffer from heat stroke.

But he can't get sick all at once, and he is bound to pretend to be hot for a few more days.

Let his baby grandson, and Zhao Feiyan grind. Together, grinding. Together, the marriage is moving in the direction of progress. Development, development. Unfold.

After all, people of his age, everyone has a great-grandson, only he is still in place, stagnating.

When he heard the sound of footsteps, Lu Dingnian. Open eyes. I opened my eyes and saw my daughter-in-law come in. Du Wanting smiled lightly.

"Feiyan, Zi is back, you go to accompany him, and I will talk to your grandfather!"

Du Wanting is very good at talking, but. Provoke. Lu Zi leaned on the door of the house, with resentment. He glared at the door, then strode towards his room.

Zhao Feiyan glanced at the old man Lu lying on the bed, saw him nodding and smiling with himself, stood up from the side of the bed, and handed the fan in his hand to Du Wanting.

"Then aunt, I'm going to accompany my son!"

"Okay, you guys have a good talk." Du Wanting is naturally willing to see the harmony of the family, she has long been used to living alone for so many years, anyway, she gave birth to a son, and her status in the family is unshakable, and she doesn't care about her husband.

Zhao Feiyan smiled sweetly, turned around gracefully, and walked towards the door.

“……”

After getting the incident of the old man Lu suffering from heat stroke, Zhao Feiyan guessed that it must be the result of grandpa and father visiting the Lu family that day.

I knew in my heart that Mr. Lu was pretending, but he was willing to accompany him to play this play, the drama of father and son's filial piety, and he also knew clearly that Lu Ziyi would definitely come back early.

For this reason, she deliberately put on an elegant and solemn makeup, and wore a white dress with rhinestones, and a jade jade bracelet sent by their Lu family on her wrist.

Zhao Feiyan's style of dress was similar to that when Shen Jiani attended the banquet that day.

The only difference is that her skirt is shorter than that of Nariko, not long.

……

Lu Zi leaned back to the room and habitually went to the bathroom to take a bath.

After taking a shower, I put on a beige casual suit. Follow him, drip. Make move. Water. Bead. hair, walked to the study.

He sat comfortably on the rocking chair sofa and looked at his phone intently.