Strong flash marriage: Mr. Lu pinches waist and kisses every night

Lu Lin sneered: "Who was it that just promised me yesterday that he would never ask me for money again?"

Yan Wanning swallowed guiltily, his eyes somewhat evasive.

She quickly pretended to be calm again and said provocatively, "Didn't Mr. Lu say that he would give me 100 million after ending this marriage agreement?"

"One hundred million is not just an exaggeration, is it possible that you can't even come up with two hundred thousand?"

Lu Lin's eyes flashed, and he suddenly grabbed Yan Wanning's wrist and pulled her towards him.

This big hand just grabbed the place where Yan Wanning was scalded by the soup, and the blister that had just appeared was broken by him, causing Yan Wanning to gasp in pain.

He asked coldly: "Do you think provoking me will work?"

Yan Wanning's eyes turned red from the pain. She gritted her teeth and looked up into Lu Lin's eyes.

His stubborn eyes were full of grievance, "Two hundred thousand, are you going to give it to me or not?"

Lu Lin suddenly felt something sticky on his hand. He looked down and noticed that there was a bloodstain on her wrist.

He immediately let go and frowned: "What's going on?"

Yan Wanning quickly withdrew his hand and put it behind his back, "You said before that if I asked you for money, I could advance it from the 100 million."

After hearing this, Lu Lingang's concern for Yan Wanning faded away.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Yan Wanning became extremely disgusted, "Do you love money so much?"

Yan Wanning laughed angrily, "Boss Lu, the fact that you can ask this question only shows that you have never been poor."

What she said was right. Although Lu Lin had lived a life of displacement since childhood, he was the son of the Lu family after all.

Although the Lu family had never given him much wealth, they had never let him go hungry.

Lu Lin stopped mocking her. He took out a stack of checkbooks and a pen from the inside pocket of his suit and asked coldly, "What do you want two hundred thousand for?"

Yan Wanning breathed a sigh of relief when she knew that the 200,000 yuan had been found. She said with a sad look in her eyes, "Mrs. Qiao has my mother's portrait in her hands. She asked me to redeem it with 200,000 yuan."

Lu Lin was stunned for a moment, and said sarcastically: "You can set up a filial woman and at the same time, you can also drag down Shanshan's mother. You have some skills in making up this excuse."

"Unfortunately, I won't believe a word you say."

He handed the written check to Yan Wanning, his eyes full of contempt, as if he was giving alms to a begging dog.

Yan Wanning was stunned for a moment, opened her mouth, but finally said nothing. She took the check from his hand, turned around and left.

She is so stupid.

Didn't she already know how much Lu Lin hated her? Why did she have to explain all this to him?

Lu Lin was convinced that she was a scheming, resourceful woman who only wanted to marry into a wealthy family.

He believed that everything she did was to marry him and enjoy wealth and glory.

It is believed that she has no bottom line and can do things to ruin people's marriages for money.

Her explanation only made her look more ridiculous.

Lu Lin grabbed her arm from behind and said, "Wait."

Yan Wanning turned around and asked, "Boss Lu, do you have any other instructions?"

Lu Lin looked at her hand hanging by her side and asked with a straight face, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Yan Wanning said calmly, "I accidentally scalded it when I was pouring the soup."

After saying that, she immediately added: "I know that Mr. Lu is not a man who sympathizes with women, so this is not a self-torture trick for you to watch, it's just an accident."

As if she was worried that this statement would make Lu Lin feel that she was trying to cover up something, she added: "You also know that a selfish woman like me would never hurt myself just to please anyone."

Lu Lin's face suddenly darkened, "It's better this way."

Yan Wanning nodded and asked, "Excuse me, Mr. Lu, is there anything else?"

Lu Lin said coldly: "The medicine box is in the storage room on the second floor, go find it yourself."

There was some surprise in Yan Wanning's eyes, as if she didn't expect that Lu Lin would care whether she could treat the wound.

Lu Lin narrowed his eyes and sneered, "You don't think I care about you, do you?"

The glimmer in Yan Wanning's eyes dimmed immediately, and replaced with the indifferent look of the past, "I'm not that self-indulgent."

Lu Lin snorted coldly: "There is no best."

"I just don't want you to go to see my mother with your injured hand and make her worry about you. She's in poor health, and she needs to worry less."

"If I knew that she was sad because of you, it would be difficult for you to ask me for money next time."

Yan Wanning smiled, "Got it, Mr. Lu."

After she left, Lu Lin sat back on the sofa and looked at the plate on the coffee table.

The small bowl he used as an ashtray was dirty, and no steam was coming out of the soup bowl next to it.

As if possessed by a ghost, he scooped up some with a spoon and put it into his mouth.

For some reason, he felt a little annoyed by his own behavior. He frowned, threw the soup spoon into the plate irritably, and got up and went upstairs.

The next day, before Yan Wanning went to visit Chen Meiqing, he went to the mall and bought a cheap long-sleeved shirt to hide his bandaged wrist.

Chen Meiqing was surprised that she was wearing long sleeves in the middle of summer, but she got away with it by saying she was afraid of getting a tan.

The old lady gossiped like a teenage girl and kept asking what Lu Lin’s reaction was when he had the midnight snack she made last night.

Yan Wanning blushed and spoke softly, just like a little girl in love, which made Chen Meiqing very happy.

When Lu Lin arrived, he saw Yan Wanning, Chen Meiqing and Aunt Li, who were chatting happily.

Seeing the bright smile on his mother's face, he felt much better.

At this moment, he suddenly felt fortunate that Yan Wanning was there.

If he were sitting here, he would definitely not be able to make his mother so happy.

Seeing the man standing at the door in a daze, Chen Meiqing asked in surprise, "Ah Lin? Why are you here at this hour?"

Lu Lin walked in with a smile, "I've finished my company's business, so I came to see you."

Yan Wanning frowned immediately when she saw the fruit basket in his hand, "Why did you buy mangoes? Don't you know that Mom is allergic to mangoes?"

Lu Lin was stunned for a moment.

Cheng Lei beside him was a little at a loss, and stammered, "I'm sorry, old lady! I bought the fruit for President Lu, and I didn't know you were allergic to mangoes. I...I'll go buy some new ones right away!"

He snatched the fruit basket from Lu Lin's hand, turned around and left.

Seeing Lu Lin's ashamed expression, Chen Meiqing wanted to tease him and said in a sarcastic tone, "Hey, daughters are still the best!"

"Sons are always careless, how can they be as considerate as daughters?"

She took Yan Wanning's hand and patted the back of her hand, "My daughter, you are all my little cotton-padded jacket."

After saying that, she rolled her eyes at Lu Lin.

Lu Lin lowered his head in shame, and his gaze met Yan Wanning's. He actually saw a bit of pride in the other's eyes?

His face suddenly turned dark, his brows furrowed, and he was furious.