Lu Yi walked out and saw the two bowls of instant noodles on the table. He kept a respectful distance from a woman like Zhu Meina. Really, this wasn’t called a woman, this was called a pig. She didn’t even want to wash the bowls.., and she even wanted to buy these with boxes.
He tidied up the table and threw the instant noodles boxes in the trash can outside. As for Zhu Meina, she was still a little bloated from eating and didn’t want to walk. She didn’t treat Lu Yi as a man, not her man.., he wasn’t even a man. In any case, it was impossible for him to take a fancy to her. So what was the point of her maintaining her image every day.
So, let her be.
However, she was so casual. It was unknown where this yellow-faced old woman came from. Even if she was at home, there was no need for her to be like this. Where was her image.
Yan Huan walked out with two plates of dumplings and placed them on the table as well.
Zhu Meina’s eyes widened in shock.
