After the rebirth, I divorced the scumbag

After Xia Zimu left, Lu Qingjue went back to the house.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yu Fanghua standing in the entrance with an ugly expression.

Lu Qingjue's voice with Xia Zimu just now was not too low, and Yu Fanghua heard it all.

She said to Lu Qingjue coldly: "Follow me upstairs."

After speaking, he walked inside without looking back.

Lu Qingjue followed without hesitation.

The mother and son entered the study room, followed by Lu Qingjue, raising his hand to close the door.

As soon as the door was closed, a slap fell directly on Lu Qingjue's face.

The sound is crisp and loud, especially in a quiet study room.

Before Lu Qingjue recovered, he heard Yu Fanghua scold angrily: "Shi Yan said before that we want us to cooperate with him in acting as a harmonious family.

"You showed your rejection of him twice and three times today, and you just said that Shi Yan was wrong in front of Xia Zimu just now, aren't you afraid that he will settle accounts with us later?"

After she finished speaking, Lu Qingjue sneered.

He casually picked up the dead cat on his lap and stood up from the wheelchair.

Standing straight and steady, there is clearly no problem with those legs.

He looked down at his mother who just hit him, his eyes were gloomy, as if he wanted to eat someone.

But the person in front of him was his biological mother after all, and he couldn't really do it without touching the bottom line.

"Do you think that woman surnamed Xia is so easy to deceive, and she will really believe that we are a harmonious family like a fool?

"Furthermore, Lu Shiyan is just my father's illegitimate son outside, why should he order us to obey his arrangement, and still show off in front of us?

"He is a trash who lived with those stinky fish and rotten shrimps in a slum, what are you afraid of him doing!"

"Afraid of what he will do?" Yu Fanghua was a little agitated, and couldn't help raising her voice, "Have you forgotten how your leg was disabled? How much effort did your dad and I heal your leg, you Do you still want him to abolish you again!?"

"That depends on whether he has the ability!" Lu Qingjue couldn't listen to Yu Fanghua's words at all, "My dad's company has improved a lot in the past two years, and I will go back to work in the company after a while.

"Our family has stood up, even if we leave Lu Shiyan, our family can still live in prosperity!

"In a few years, when I revitalize our family's business, I will definitely pay back ten times what Lu Shiyan imposed on me back then!"

"It's easy for you to say!" Yu Fanghua laughed angrily at her ignorant son, "Do you know why your father's company has become better and better in the past two years?

"That's because your father is Shi Yan's father, and all the wealthy people in the capital who know Shi Yan will give your father some favors for his face!

"If you fall out with Shi Yan, what do you want our family to eat? The relationship between him and us is weak. What you did today is to kill us!"

"Mom, you've been kneeling for a long time, and you don't know how to stand up anymore." Lu Qingjue's thoughts were not shaken by Yu Fanghua's words, "He was able to cripple my leg before, but it was because of my negligence.

"All he has under his command are local ruffians like Jiang Ximian. Those people have committed countless crimes. If I want to mess with them, it's just a piece of cake!"

Yu Fanghua took a few breaths, and tried to keep calm, "Your performance today alone shows that you don't have the ability to do big things.

"Shi Yan's strength is far more than what you imagined. You'd better put away your unrealistic thoughts and don't get burned!"

Lu Qingjue clenched his fists, "You mean, you want me to pretend to be disabled for the rest of my life, so as to avoid Lu Shiyan's edge?"

"Yes." Yu Fanghua replied without any hesitation, "Mom, as long as you live is enough. Our family was sorry for Shi Yan before, but now it's even, you'd better not provoke him again.

"Also, during this period of time, I won't ask people to give you 'pets' anymore. After Lu Shiyan and Xia Zimu leave, I will ask people to prepare them for you."

After Yu Fanghua finished speaking, without giving Lu Qingjue a chance to refute, he bypassed him, opened the door and left.

The door was closed behind him, and the gloom in Lu Qingjue's eyes became more and more serious. In the end, he couldn't hold back his temper, and stepped hard on the dead orange cat.

……

The streets in winter were a bit cold and bleak. Xia Zimu and Lu Jinghao wandered aimlessly in the capital for a long time, and finally rested in a square.

There are seagulls by the lake in the square, Xia Zimu bought bread, and played with the birds with other tourists.

Lu Jinghao played with her for a while, seeing that her face was turning red from the cold, he asked, "Do you want coffee?"

When he came, he noticed that there was a coffee shop outside the square, and the environment was not bad.

The most important thing is air conditioning.

Very warm.

Xia Zimu hadn't had enough fun yet, so he casually replied, "You can bring me a cup."

Lu Jinghao meant to ask her to go in to warm up, but it was rare to see her having such a good time, so he didn't force her to go there.

He can also warm himself up with a cup of hot drink.

"Wait for me where you are, I'll be back soon."

"Uh-huh."

Lu Jinghao also handed her his own bread, turned around and walked towards the well-decorated shop outside the square.

Today is a working day, not many people come to the square to play, and even fewer tourists feed the seagulls.

With many monks and few meat, a large number of seagulls gathered around Xia Zimu.

The bread she bought was finished soon, and she planned to buy some more.

Turning his head, he saw a man sitting on a stone bench in the square.

Tall, with deep brows and eyes, he is a standard mixed-race handsome guy.

He sat on the stone bench with a blank expression, and a few seagulls were parked on his legs, shoulders, and the half of the stone bench beside him.

I looked a little dazed.

Xia Zimu glanced at it, then quickly looked away, and went to the store to buy bread.

After a minute or two, when he came back, the man was still sitting there.

The only difference is that there are more seagulls parked beside him.

There is even one squatting on top of its head.

Xia Zimu couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Some worried that the seagull was on his head to solve the excretion problem.

Maybe it was because she looked at that man a little too often, so he also looked at her, and nodded to her as if saying hello.

Xia Zimu was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled at him.

Just as he was about to leave, the man suddenly asked, "Ma'am, this is the South Square, right?"

Xia Zimu: "No, this is the East Plaza."

The man fell into bewildered silence.

Xia Zimu guessed that he might have lost his way, and continued: "For the South Square, you go through the middle of the two buildings, turn left at the first intersection, cross the road from the underground, and then turn right after going up."

The man digested what she said, "Okay, thank you."

"Small things."

After Xia Zimu showed the way, he continued to feed the seagulls.

After about 5 minutes, she heard someone calling her from behind.

"Miss."

Xia Zimu turned around.

It was the man on the stone bench just now.

He took out his mobile phone and asked very seriously: "Can you tell me what you said just now?

"I'll make a recording."

Xia Zimu: "..."

This looks mature and stable, but unexpectedly he turned out to be a road idiot.