However, Lu Yumei hadn't noticed Liu Zhizhong's gaze.
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As soon as Lu Yumei set the fruit tea down, she got up and returned to her seat.
Liu Zhizhong looked at the big cup of fruit tea in front of him and couldn't help exclaiming, "This cup is really big... Honey grapefruit with light cream?"
Lu Yumei didn't catch on, but she smiled and said, "Well, since you're a man, you get the large cup. Yes, it's light cream with honey grapefruit, good for the skin. Taste it..."
She was quite pleased with herself and, after speaking, began sipping her own fruit tea.
Liu Zhizhong picked up the large cup, took a few sips, and nodded, "Hmm, this cream is good, and the honey grapefruit is very authentic..."
"I do! But my skin is already pretty good; I don't need to drink a lot of it."
The joke made Lu Yumei laugh out loud, and she feigned a bit of disdain, "Showing off, eh? I've never seen a man boast about himself like that."
"Hehe... as long as you're happy!"
Lu Yumei nodded, "Yeah, happiness is what matters, happiness is good, oh..."
Towards the end, she set her cup down, her white, slender legs together, exuding elegance in her poise, but with a tone somewhat melancholic and her expression tinged with a faint sadness.
Moonlight and starlight fell from the rooftop, casting a slightly oppressive atmosphere.
At that moment, Zhao Han had finished tidying up downstairs and came up to the rooftop.
She smelled the aroma of the fruit tea and smiled, "Wow, mom, is this a new tea you've made? What kind is this?"
Naturally, Lu Yumei had prepared a cup for her eldest daughter and said with a smile, "Oh, it's honey grapefruit with light cream. Try it, it's pretty good."
Zhao Han sat down, crossed her fair legs, took a sip of the tea, and her eyes lit up with amazement. She lavished praise on her mother, even saying that once she got divorced and came home, she'd eat her mom's cooking and drink her mom's fruit tea every day, blissfully content!
Lu Yumei watched her happy daughter, feeling sweetness in her heart, her smile so warm and moving.
In any case, Liu Zhizhong had never seen such a comfortable smile on her before. That kind of smile, filled with maternal warmth, instantly disarms you.
But after a short while, as Liu Zhizhong was lighting a cigarette, Lu Yumei suddenly said, "Zhao Yan will never come back again."
Liu Zhizhong lifted his head to look at his mother-in-law, and his whole expression froze.
Then, with a gasp, he failed to light his cigarette and instead burned his hand.
Liu Zhizhong quickly shook his hand, a bit embarrassed.
Zhao Han felt sorry for him but didn't move, laughing instead, "Secretary Liu, look at you, all flustered, haha... Are you okay?"
Lu Yumei couldn't help wanting to laugh but with a hint of scolding, "What are you doing, being so careless? Did you burn yourself?"
Liu Zhizhong chuckled, looked at his hand, and said, "No, no, I'm fine, luckily I reacted quickly and moved away."
After speaking, he lit his cigarette.
That's when Zhao Han finally caught on, "Wait, Mom, when you said my younger sister won't come back, what did you mean? You couldn't have... made her get a divorce from Liu Zhi, could you?"
As she spoke, Zhao Han's gaze shifted slyly toward Liu Zhizhong as if suggesting: This guy wouldn't want to let go of his delicate beauty of a wife!
But in her heart, she was still thinking, it'd be great if they divorced. Then I'd marry Liu Zhizhong, have a bunch of kids for him, smart, beautiful, lively, adorable ones—like their dad, like their mom!
Liu Zhizhong, however, hadn't noticed Zhao Han's attention, all focus was on Lu Yumei, as he asked gently, "Mrs. Lu, what exactly happened?"
"When you went to Provincial City to give gifts, I went to see Zhao Yan. A fierce argument broke out at her place... Oh..."
"Uh... this..." Liu Zhizhong was taken aback, "Isn't it... that Zhao Yan is living elsewhere, and ordinary people don't know about it? How did you find her?"