嬌妻難逃

Chapter 069

Zhao Wenyan disdained lying ever since he was young, so he seldom tells lies. When he met his brother's sharp eyes, he felt guilty, and coughed twice. He said, "Second brother, I have something else to do. I'll go first."

Zhao Nan Yu nodded. "Okay."

Zhao Wenyan just barely escaped from the room. He always felt even his careful thinking could not hide anything from his second brother.

Zhao Wenyan didn't know what he was thinking when he got the snow lotus flower, because when he first saw it, he couldn't help but buy it for her.

He also heard about Song Luan's illness during the Spring Festival. However, his second brother didn't let anyone come to see her. Zhao Wenyan didn't want to ask for trouble, so he kept silent.

He had just finished the exam and just returned home. He heard again from his mother about his second sister-in-law's illness, so he came to have a look.

Zhao Wenyan still thought that Song Luan was still beautiful even if she was ill. Her delicate body made people feel distressed.

He didn't fall in love with his second sister-in-law. He just felt that she was not as annoying as before. Zhao Wenyan discovered that Song Luan had a delicate and graceful side. She was weak and dignified.

The people in Huai Shui residence were so tight that he couldn't find out what was wrong with Song Luan, and how her face turned so pale.

It's the early spring, but Song Luan was dressed so tightly, and the room was full of carbon fire.

Just now when Zhao Wenyan stayed inside for a while, his forehead was already sweating. He didn't know how his second brother could endure it.

When Zhao Wenyan left, he didn't close the door. The wind blew into the room, and Song Luan shivered as she stood right in the wind.

She felt that she was more and more afraid of the cold after she became sick again.

Zhao Nanyu closed the door for her in silence. His slender fingers gently picked up the snow lotus on the table, and said with a cold smile, "Ah Yan is arrogant. It's rare for him having this sort of behaviour."

Song Luan rubbed her hands. Sure enough, she didn't notice the irony and sourness in his voice. She took the snow lotus from his hands, and said, "If it wasn't for third lady Zhao, he wouldn't have come here."

Zhao Nanyu laughed and flicked his finger at her forehead. "Silly."

She believed what others say.

Song Luan stared at the snow lotus in her palm for a long time. After looking at it for a long time, she put it back into the box, licked her lips, and narrowed her eyes and said, "I'll stew this flower tonight."

Snow lotus was a noble and rare plant. She had only seen this in books before.

Zhao Nanyu took a sip of tea and said, "What about little Zhao?"

"I told him to go inside." She was talking to Zhao Wenyan just now, and the arrogant child refused to go. Song Luan was afraid that little Zhao would hear something he was not supposed to, so she let the child go.

With a sigh, she said, "I'll go in and see him."

Little Zhao straightened his back and sat upright in front of the desk. His small face, which was originally white and tender, was a little red. He took off his jacket and outer shirt, so he would feel comfortable.

Song Luan's temperature was lower than that of ordinary people. Naturally, she didn't feel the hotness in the room. Zhao Nanyu was extremely tolerant. He had never complained or wiped his sweat. Therefore, Song Luan thought that the temperature in the room was just right for anyone.