Lin Ruoruo raised his ears, and when he heard the sound of the door, he immediately kicked the quilt and ran behind the door like a wind, locking it neatly. After that, he was still worried, so he pulled a chair over and leaned on it, and felt that it was useless and could not stop Lu Yanheng. She sat on the chair like a discouragement, rubbing her messy hair.

She was sitting here with a sad face when the door suddenly got knocked again, and Lin Ruoruo was so scared that he quickly pressed the door: "Who? What are you doing?"

"Madam," Mrs. Zhang's voice rang outside, "It's me, Mrs. Zhang."

Lin Ruoruo asked, "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Lu told us to come, saying that he was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable in your residence, so he changed the things. Madam, what else do you lack, just tell me."

"Call me Ruoru, Mrs. Zhang, if you think it is inappropriate, or call me Miss Lin. What about Mrs. Lu who is not Mrs. Lu? I'm divorced Lu Yanheng!"

Mrs. Zhang was slightly stunned: "Yes, Miss Lin. Can you open the door first?"

Lin Ruoruo looked down at the skirt he hadn't had time to change. It was wrinkled and didn't care about so much. He opened the door and turned sideways to the side.

Mrs. Zhang walked in, followed by a few servants she had never seen before. Each of them was holding a bunch of clothes in their hands and entering in one after another.

"This is done..." Before Lin Ruoruo finished speaking, the servants had already walked into the cloakroom and hung the clothes in their hands into the cabinet one by one.

"This is your clothes for Miss Lin, and they are all made according to your size. We will change the curtains of the single quilt covers later. Miss Lin, please go downstairs to have breakfast!"

What the hell is Lu Yanheng doing?

She was embarrassed to chase Mrs. Zhang, so she had to run downstairs in a wrinkled skirt. Lu Yanheng sat calmly at the dining table, holding a newspaper in his hand and a cup of coffee in his hand, and picked it up from time to time to take a sip.

When she saw her figure at the corner of her eyes, Lu Yanheng put down the newspaper: "Are you awake?"

"Lu Yanheng, did you do it on purpose?"

He raised his eyebrows, but his expression could not hide his satisfaction. If he could see her every morning, what a happy and luxurious thing that would be.

The dining table was filled with meals, millet porridge, toast, milk, corn, fruits, etc., everything was included. Lin Ruoru took the milk and was about to drink it, but Lu Yanheng blocked her: "Have you brushed your teeth?"

Oh·······Lu Yanheng has a slight obsession with cleanliness.

Lin Ruoru suddenly raised a big smile: "No, but I just want to drink, do you care?"

She said, took a sip of milk, and then "contaminated" all the food on the table, then got up and left: "I'll wash my hands and brush my teeth, Mr. Lu, please use it slowly."

Lin Ruoruo had just taken two steps and felt a little proud, but he heard his voice ringing from behind: "Well, when you come out later, I will help you remove the gauze on your legs."

Changing the dressings and removing the gauze is what Chen Yu did personally.

Lin Ruoruo paused, and as if he hadn't heard it, he walked away in big strides. Lu Yanheng raised his head from the newspaper, looked at her leaving back, and was out of sight.

After going upstairs, Lin Ruoruo ignored what Mrs. Zhang and the others were busy with. He caught a pair of scissors on the table, picked it up and walked into the bathroom and locked the door.

She tied her hair back, picked up a clip to hold it, and then pulled the broken hair behind her ears. Lin Ruoruo lowered her head, lifted up her skirt, revealing the wound on her legs, and the layer of gauze curled the edges slightly.

She picked up the scissors and slowly cut the gauze open. Chen Yu wrapped it very well. Her nose became sore, and she sucked her nose. She placed the scissors on the sink, unbuttoned the gauze round after round.

When the wound was completely exposed, Lin Ruoru threw the gauze into the trash can. She smiled in the mirror, cheered herself up, and then began to wash up slowly.

Mrs. Zhang walked outside and asked softly: "Miss Lin, is there anything you need help?"

"Yes. Go and get me a set of clothes, clean. Don't take a skirt, just shorts."

Mrs. Zhang quickly brought the clothes, Lin Ruoruo opened the door and reached out to take them with one hand. She changed her clothes, put her hair down, and tied her again. She barely looked a little bit cold, and her eyes were slightly red and swollen. If she didn't look carefully, she would still not be able to see it.

Mrs. Zhang was commanding people to change curtains outside and saw Lin Ruoruo coming out of the bathroom: "Miss Lin, Mr. Lu is below."

"Where is he? There is no need to report to me." She replied expressionlessly and walked downstairs.

When Lu Yanheng saw her, his face turned dark.

Lin Ruoruo wore a white top with a pair of light green shorts underneath, revealing her slender Bai Xi's beautiful legs. But the only drawback was that there was a part of her thigh that looked whiter than other places, and there were scars and scabs on it, one by one, slightly hideous.

It was scratched by the thorn of the cactus.

"You have just been going up for so long, and you have removed the gauze from the wound by yourself?"

Lin Ruoruo nodded: "Yes."

Lu Yanheng pushed away the chair and stood up: "You don't want me to touch you?"

"I don't want a single thing."

The two of them stood quietly like this, looking at each other quietly.

She didn't want him to meet her, and Lin Ruoruo was a little glad that she ran down without brushing her teeth and washing her face. This gave her the opportunity and time to remove the gauze by herself.

Lu Yanheng was obviously tolerating, and Lin Ruoruo was challenging his temper and patience again and again. But he couldn't get angry or angry at her.

This is a sign of loving someone, put away all your bad temper and keep her at bay.

"Are you okay with the wound when you remove the gauze privately?" Lu Yanheng stared at her thighs and his eyes sank a little.

"Don't worry. It's great, look, the scabs are formed." She said without caring, and walked to the dining table to sit down, "Is there anything else to eat? I wasn't full just now."

She secretly glanced at Lu Yanheng walking away from the corner of her eyes, and she breathed a sigh of relief. As long as she was in the same place as him, she would feel insecure and would be wary of him all the time.

Looking at the breakfast on the table that he had not had time to clean up, the newspaper was folded and placed on the table, and half of the coffee was drunk. Lin Ruoruo remembered that Chen Yu had no habit of reading newspapers at home.

Once she asked him, he smiled and said, "If you don't bring your work to your home. If you read the newspaper, you can just go to the company every morning to read it. There is extra time to have breakfast and chat with you."

When Lin Ruoruo thought of Chen Yu, he did not have the thorns all over his body that he had just faced Lu Yanheng, but instead felt a faint sadness.

Today is Saturday, and he doesn't have to go to work, so what will he do? Will he watch the boring stocks in the study again, go with customers, or be at home, have he had coffee again in the morning?

She was holding her cheeks and stirring the milk she drank half of the milk in front of her with a spoon. Lu Yanheng walked back, returned to her original position and sat down, and glanced at her faintly.

Lin Ruoruo didn't say anything. Mrs. Zhang was still busy upstairs, and another servant brought the wolfberry porridge up: "Miss Lin, your porridge."

She took it, but it was not as difficult as eating noodles yesterday. One night, many things were ready, and a lot of depression slowly disappeared, and gradually realized that excessiveness and pain could not be solved at all. Just like this morning, she was not full and had no strength, how could she push Lu Yanheng away who was pressing on her?

However, the porridge tastes good and the consistency is just right.

Mrs. Zhang came down and whispered beside Lu Yanheng: "Mr. Lu, you have all sorted it out."

"Yeah." He responded.

Lin Ruoruo quickly said as soon as he heard this, "I'll go up and take a look."

She didn't wait for Lu Yanheng to answer, and knew that if she waited for his answer, she would probably be standing opposite her. She just stood up and walked two steps, but a white coat came in at the door, a doctor.

Lin Ruoruo glanced at him and walked down with his head down. What does it have to do with her?

Mrs. Zhang hurriedly ran over and pulled her: "Miss Lin, this is the private doctor of the Lu family that Mr. Lu found for you to see what the wounds on your leg."

"My wound is very good, don't look at it."

Lu Yanheng sat there without moving, but said lightly: "Ruoruo, be good. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I will go to Chen Yu to do something."

Lin Ruoruo gritted his teeth, turned around and walked back.

If Lu Yanheng went to find Chen Yu and deliberately distorted something, things would be even more difficult. Because she couldn't explain at all, Lu Yanheng also intended to anger Chen Yu and wanted to win. But what made her feel a little relieved was that Chen Yu had just listened to her last night and left. I don't know if he understood the meaning of her "Ten", but he felt that things would never be so simple.

Lu Yanheng's eyes moved slightly. Can only use this to threaten her?

Seeing her wounds, why did she treat him as if he wanted to harm her?

The doctor took a quick look and found that nothing was wrong. However, when he left, he left a ointment and said that it would be wiped before going to bed, so there would be no scars left.

Lu Yan played with the ointment at the tip of his fingertips, lowered his head slightly, and handed the ointment to Mrs. Zhang: "Put it on Ruoru's head. Remember to remind her tonight and don't forget to apply medicine."

Mrs. Zhang agreed and took the medicine and went upstairs.

Lu Yanheng finished the remaining coffee and said slowly: "Ruoru, this is the first day, are you just restless?"

"Drag if you can, don't you?" Her hand stroked her wound. "I'll have nine days left on such a morning. It's just one morning, and I feel so tired."

"It's eight-thirty now. Let's go out for a walk." Lu Yanheng avoided her words, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, stood up and looked at her, "The air in the mountains here in the morning is very good."

"I don't want to go."

"Does," his tone changed, "You want to accompany me to do something else? I have many ways to make you want to accompany me for a walk."

Lin Ruoruo looked at him: "The wound has not healed."

"It's just a walk, it's okay."

Lin Ruoruo stood up and said, "Let's go."

He smiled softly: "The first time I went out for a walk with you in the morning."

"Yes," she replied, "for the first time in so many years."

The atmosphere suddenly became stiff, and Lu Yanheng reached out to hold her and walked out of the villa.

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I've been busy these days, and I'll start to update tomorrow, and I'll update this for the time being today. Thank you for your support.
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