Jian Qing was trapped in the soft sofa, with thick and heavy photo albums on her legs.

The little guy knelt beside her, with big round eyes open, flipping page by page, pointing at a certain photo from time to time for Jian Qing to see.

Most of the albums are Cen Yu's single photos.

I have to admit that Cen Yu is really a typical representative of being beautiful since childhood, and he is also very ostentatious.

The eyebrows are as far as the mountains, the eyes are like autumn waves, and a pair of peach blossom eyes. When you look at you, you seem to be able to capture your soul.

Occasionally, when you turn to a page, you will pass by Lu Huaiyu's face.

Some are young people who are young, or some are calm.

The two were already familiar with each other for a long time, and their childhood sweethearts, the chief actor Yan Yan.

There are photos of Lu Huaiyu, which is always easy to recognize.

It seems that wherever he is, where is the focus of the crowd. Even in old photos, it is still shining brightly and hard to ignore.

Maybe it's because I don't like taking photos, so there are not many photos of him.

Many of the photos looked like Cen Yu pulled him to take pictures. The woman had bright eyes and white teeth, and her smile was like a flower.

He next to him looked indifferent, and he inserted his pocket impatiently, lazily, and his eyes were full of resistance to the camera.

Jian Qing was still thinking about the divorce agreement she saw just now.

It’s not that I was too surprised, but it was a pity for them.

Since the last time she got along with Cen Yu in the playground, she is a very charming woman, full of enthusiasm, like the scorching sun and fire.

She couldn't help but sigh that even such a ball of fire could not melt the ice around Lu Huaiyu.

Jian Qing always felt that Lu Huaiyu was a cold and indifferent person. Behind his upbringing was the alienation and barriers to others.

The album collection was turned to the last page, and she closed the album, "Okay, Mianmian should go to wash and go to bed."

After seeing the photo, the little guy still had an unsatisfactory face, but he kept his word and nodded obediently.

After Jian Qing coaxed Mianmian to bed, she held the album and put it back into the treasure chest.

A photo slipped out of the secret clip of the album and landed lightly on the ground.

It was a wedding photo. Cen Yu was wearing a delicate and expensive wedding dress, with a sweet smile, and was intimately holding the tall and tall man beside him.

It was just that the man's face was cut off and a hollow hole was taken out.

“…”

Jian Qing silently stuffed the photo back into the mezzanine and hid it, thinking that he didn't see anything.

A sudden hurried knock came from outside the door, almost smashing the door with a fist.

Her heart skipped a beat and she went to Mianmian's room to close the door before she answered the door.

Jian Qing opened the monitor at the entrance and saw a man's back on the screen.

He was tall, had wide shoulders, was wearing a black leather jacket, lowered his head, his whole face hidden in the darkness, and only the angular jawline could be seen.

It was like a furious beast, holding its right hand high and hammering the door one by one.

The thick and sturdy security door was buzzing, as if it was about to break into the door at any time.

The man's low and cold voice came from the walkie-talkie under the monitor, "Lu Huaiyu, come out for me!"

“…”

Jian Qing was frightened by the forceful aura on his body, and did not dare to let out his anger. She was afraid of waking Mianmian, so she remembered the sticky note Lu Huaiyu gave her in the drawing board.

I called according to the number written on it.

Fortunately, the phone was connected very quickly.

"Does Lu Huaiyu?" Jian Qing huddled on the sofa, like a frightened little beast, and asked in a low voice.

After a while, the man's low and dumb voice came to his ears, "Jian Qing?"

"A very fierce man came to the door of the house and was smashing the door. He was still calling your name. Do you want to not come back first? I feel he wants to hit you."

Before the person on the other side could react, Jian Qing thought for a while and asked again: "Do you know what the phone number of the property in the community is? I'll ask the property owner to take him away."

The black Porsche SUV is driving steadily in the sycamore lane.

Lu Huaiyu had just had a surgery for squamous cell carcinoma of the jaw. He had been from 6 am to 8 pm. It was already very late to write the operation records and he was in a state of chaos.

The car was very quiet. He was driving the car and couldn't make any moves. He was wearing wireless earphones on his left ear. The little girl's cowardly and soft sound came from the earphones, and the noisy and chaotic background sound could be heard vaguely.

There was obvious panic and helplessness in his tone, and he wanted to tell him not to go back and think of a way to solve it himself.

"Are you listening? I'm afraid he will wake Mimian up, so I'll scare Mimian for a while." Jian Qing urged anxiously, "Can you send me the property phone number and WeChat?"

Lu Huaiyu's eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes were as dark as ink. He looked at the road ahead and slowly stepped on the accelerator to speed up, "Jian Qing——"

He interrupted the little girl's murmur, "Don't be afraid, don't open the door, wait for me to come back."

“…”

Although Jian Qing said that she could ask the property management to solve the problem, she was still very panicked, afraid that a man like a madman outside the door would do something extraordinary.

The man's low and deep voice came through his cell phone, and his tone was still faint, like a clear and clear spring, slowly flowing through her nerves and comforting her.

The nervous and vigilant mood relaxed, and even the knocking sounded through the door seemed to be gradually weakening.

"good."

Jian Qing hung up the phone, walked carefully to the monitor, plucked up the courage, and pressed the intercom button, "Well, Lu Huaiyu will be back soon."

Shen Juan stood outside the door, feeling like he was breathing. Suddenly, he heard a female voice suddenly sounding, soft and glutinous, obviously not Cen Yu.

He paused and his whole body was frozen, as if he was completely frightened. He suspected that he had not slept for two days and had auditory hallucinations. How could there be other women in Lu Huaiyu's family?

Jian Qing stopped seeing his movements and then said, "Can you wait a moment? Can you not knock on the door? There are still children at home sleeping."

Her tone was gentle and slow, afraid of irritating people outside.

After a silence, Shen Juan heard her say that the child at home, his dark pupils slightly dilated, restrained his anger, and slowly fell down his hand pressed on the door.

He leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, and smoked silently.

The monitor was filled with smoke. Jian Qing stood in the entrance hall without relaxing, staring at the man's every move on the display screen.

I don't know how long it took.

bite--

The elevator stopped on this floor.

Lu Huaiyu stepped out of the elevator and saw Shen Juan leaning against the wall, lowering his head, with a depressed and disgusted face, gloomy eyes, like a gangster who came to ask for debts. No wonder the little girl was scared like that.

"Shen Juan, what's the matter here?" His eyebrows gradually became darker, and his voice was cold. He reached out to snatch the smoke from Shen Juan's hand and extinguished it.

Lu Huaiyu's voice came from the walkie-talkie. Jian Qing blinked her eyes, and her tight back suddenly relaxed. Her first reaction was to open the door for him.

As soon as she opened a crack in the door, she poked her little head out, facing Lu Huaiyu's dark eyes. Before she could speak, someone pushed the door and pressed back.

"Don't come out, there's a mad dog outside." He spoke casually and closed the door for her again with a "bang".

Chen Juan had no response to his sarcasm and threw a few photos from his coat pocket and threw them to him.

"Whose child belongs to?" Chen Juan asked word by word with scarlet eyes.

His chest was up and down, eager to know the answer, holding a faint hope.

Lu Huaiyu frowned and his eyes fell on the photo. It was a scene where Cen Yu took Mianmian to the amusement park and was secretly photographed.

After a while, he said lightly: "My."

Chen Juan's face showed a questioning expression, and his sharp eyes stared at him like a falcon, trying to see the loophole in his expression.

Lu Huaiyu looked at him calmly, lazily inserted his pockets, glanced at the closed door, as if he was hinting at something, "Didn't you just see it?"

The little girl in his family.

“…”

Chen Juan's thin lips were tightly pursed, but he still didn't say a word and refused to believe it.

"Besides, you don't have such a big face. I really think Cen Yu will give birth to a baby for you, right?" Lu Huaiyu sniffed and pulled the corners of his mouth sarcastically.

Because of his words, the expression on Chen Juan's face was completely shattered.

Through a door, Jian Qing listened to their conversation through the monitor.

“???”

Several big question marks flashed across my head.

The relationship between this family is so complicated, why can't she understand anything?

Before, she only felt that Lu Huaiyu was always humble and polite, elegant and noble, and she hid all her emotions in her heart.

I also thought he looked very well-educated to everyone, but I didn't expect that he would also sarcastically and express hostility and dissatisfaction with others.

Jian Qing couldn't help but speculate that the man with three-dimensional face and deep and cold facial features in front of him might be the third party in this family?
To be continued...