Lu Yuzhen’s dark eyes narrowed as he stared at Lu Xinang's handsome face. With a purse of his thin lips, he said, “I’ve come to pick up Yuntong.”
Lu Xinang nodded as if he understood. But as he glanced toward the door that was almost crumbling, he asked in a clear voice, “Yuzhen, you should've gone next door if you’re here to pick up Yuntong. Why are you kicking the door here?
Lu Yuzhen sneered as his lips curved into an arc, before saying in an angry voice, “I loathed the door so I just wanted to kick it.”
Xia Micheng thought Lu Yuzhen was becoming crazier. It is about time he should look at himself in the mirror. He is making himself look like a jealous husband now.
At that moment, Li Yuntong came running over when she heard the noise. Surprised, she asked, “Yuzhen, why are you here? Are you here to pick me up from work?”
Lu Yuzhen shifted his gaze and glanced at Li Yuntong calmly. “Yes, I am picking you up from work. Let’s go.”