Mrs. Lu walked into the living room. As soon as she saw the two people outside, a smile immediately appeared on her face as usual. "I said the kitchen could be cleaned later when the maid comes this afternoon, but Miaomiao insisted on cleaning it right away. I guess she's just used to being diligent at home."
On the surface, she was praising Ning Anmiao for her diligence, but in fact, she was subtly mocking her as a country girl from the countryside who was used to doing such rough and menial work, completely incomparable to them, the delicate and precious members of the wealthy family.
"She said she's not hungry and told us not to wait for her. Let's have dinner first."
Mrs. Lu said it very naturally and then beckoned "Lu Yan" and Jiang Qiwei to move towards the dining table.
"Lu Yan, Weiwei, come and sit down quickly."
Jiang Qiwei looked hesitant. She glanced at the "Lu Yan" beside her. "Lu Yan, let's wait for Miaomiao. She's been quite hardworking."
"Lu Yan" also thought it was too pitiful to leave "Ning Anmiao" hungry while cleaning the house alone, so he nodded in agreement. "Mom, Weiwei, you two start eating first. I'll go and help Miaomiao."
After saying that, the man stood up and strode directly towards the kitchen with his long legs.
Leaving aside Mrs. Lu, Lu Yan had always been nice to her. Even if she wanted to gloat, she couldn't be so heartless.
Watching Lu Yan's tall figure disappear into the kitchen, Mrs. Lu sighed helplessly, hating that iron could not be turned into steel. "Weiwei, you're so smart. Can't you tell what I've asked you here for?"
Jiang Qiwei was certainly not stupid. She gave a proper smile with her eyes curved. "Auntie, Lu Yan is already married, and it's obvious that he really cares about Miaomiao."
"I won't be the third party who destroys someone else's marriage. It's not honorable."
Hearing Jiang Qiwei's words, Mrs. Lu helplessly rubbed the space between her eyebrows and couldn't help scolding affectionately. "You silly girl. If they really had a good relationship, do you think I'd try to match you up with Lu Yan?"
Hearing this, Jiang Qiwei was stunned and looked at Mrs. Lu in confusion.
"Their marriage is just in name only. They'll get divorced soon." Mrs. Lu sighed earnestly. "By then, I'll have to worry about my only son's marriage again."
Listening to Mrs. Lu's sighs, Jiang Qiwei hesitated for a while and then still asked, "Since Lu Yan doesn't love Miaomiao, why did he get married in the first place?"
Based on Jiang Qiwei's acquaintance with Lu Yan over the years, he was a cautious and calm person who wouldn't make hasty decisions.
Especially when it came to marriage, one couldn't afford to be careless.
When it came to this matter, Mrs. Lu actually didn't understand Lu Yan's thoughts either. She didn't know why he had so resolutely married Ning Anmiao into the Lu family at that time.
Most importantly, he had never even mentioned her family background once, which obviously meant it wasn't presentable.
A family that wasn't presentable couldn't easily climb up to their Lu family!
But in order to persuade Jiang Qiwei, she could only be evasive. "I was just being old and muddle - headed at that time. I always urged him to get married earlier. Just then, Ning Anmiao pestered him relentlessly. He got married rashly just to put my mind at ease."
So that's how it was.
Jiang Qiwei nodded thoughtfully.
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In the kitchen.
Ning Anmiao walked in and immediately saw the figure busy in front of the stove.
This scene was all too familiar to her.
How many times in the past had she been forced to be "virtuous" and had to follow Mrs. Lu's unreasonable requests just to please the old lady and make Lu Yan feel at ease.
She leaned against the kitchen door frame, took two steps inside, and casually closed the door.
"Mrs. Lu did a good job wiping the table. It's very clean."
Hearing the voice from behind, Lu Yan slowly turned around. Looking at Ning Anmiao standing there with a playful look on her face, he frowned and remained silent for a moment.
He lowered his head and his eyes carefully swept over Ning Anmiao's hands.
Her small hands were fair, tender, and smooth. Usually, they never touched the spring water, but now, because of the repeated scrubbing just now, they had already turned slightly red.
Ning Anmiao's hands were never meant to do such things.
He turned her palm over and found that there was actually a deep cut in the palm. He didn't know when she had been cut, but now, drops of blood were oozing out.
Ning Anmiao stood there for only a few seconds. Then she stopped teasing him and quickly ran over.
She grabbed his small hand and looked at the deep wound in the palm. She pursed her lips, and there was an indescribable pain in her tone. "Does it hurt?"
Lu Yan lowered his eyes. His guilt towards her grew deeper. He shook his head and forced a smile. "It doesn't hurt."
"If you don't hurt, I do." Ning Anmiao rolled her eyes and said bluntly, "These are my hands."
Lu Yan: ...
The moment of being touched just now turned out to be his own self - indulgent sentiment.
Ning Anmiao didn't notice Lu Yan's expression. She frowned and murmured to herself, "Such a deep cut. I don't know if it will leave a scar. We should treat it right away."
She was going to swap bodies back with Lu Yan and didn't want to have a scar on her body at that time.
Even if it was on the palm, it would still look ugly.
Saying that, she pulled Lu Yan's wrist and walked out of the kitchen towards the living room.
"Mom, do we have any disinfectant and gauze at home?" Ning Anmiao said in Lu Yan's usual gentle voice. "Miaomiao is injured. I'll bandage her up."
Hearing this, Mrs. Lu was slightly stunned. A flash of impatience passed through her eyes. Although she concealed it very quickly, Lu Yan still caught it.
"Yes, I'll go and get it right away."
After saying that, Mrs. Lu didn't forget to wink at Jiang Qiwei quickly. "Lu Yan, go and keep Weiwei company. She hasn't been in the country for the past few years and has some questions to ask you. I'll bandage Miaomiao up."
After saying that, she tilted her chin at "Ning Anmiao". "Miaomiao, come with me to my room. The first - aid kit is in my bedroom."
Obviously, Mrs. Lu deliberately wanted to separate the two of them.
"No need." "Lu Yan" straightforwardly refused Mrs. Lu. "Miaomiao is my wife. I'll take care of her."
If he really let Mrs. Lu take "Ning Anmiao" away, there was a high chance that the wound on her hand would be delayed. Then it would be hard to say whether it would leave a scar or not.
This was a matter related to his own body, and he couldn't afford to be careless.
Mrs. Lu took a deep breath. She didn't expect her son to be so persistent in taking care of Ning Anmiao. Even if she still wanted to say something, she could only sigh and give up.
Watching "Lu Yan" carefully bandage "Ning Anmiao", Mrs. Lu was filled with hatred. When "Lu Yan" wasn't looking, she gave "Ning Anmiao" a fierce glare.
This little hussy. Why did she have to get injured at this moment? It was just when she was trying to match her son with Weiwei. She was really scheming!
At this time, Jiang Qiwei also came over and sat beside "Ning Anmiao". She looked down at the wound in her palm with concern in her eyes.
"Miaomiao's wound is so serious. Lu Yan, you'd better take her to the hospital."
After saying that, she didn't forget to tease him. "You were quite considerate when we were together. How come you're so careless when taking care of your own wife now?"
Lu Yan pursed his lips. Looking at Jiang Qiwei in front of him, he always felt that there was an underlying meaning in her words. It seemed that she was trying to get closer to him, and it also seemed that she was deliberately saying it to Ning Anmiao.
Anyway, it was extremely unpleasant to hear.
"No need. Thank you." He said coldly in Ning Anmiao's voice.