Sweet Wife in My Arms

At this moment, a hand reached over and took away the controller from her hands. He pressed a few buttons.

On the TV, the plump figure appeared again. He wasn't in a dashing suit to hide his plump figure, nor was his hair oiled back. He had no luxury watch or phone nor was he like a tyrant full off rings on his hands.

At this moment, he was wearing loose prisoner clothing. He was bald with a tag at the front of his chest. He had a new name, or rather, a new symbol: 9527.

Such a bomb number, no one was sure if it was on purpose or coincidence.

"He is suspected of drug trafficking as well as using under hand means being involved in gambling. He will be sentenced to 10 years of prison."

Lu Yi said calmly as he stuffed the controller back into Yan Huan's hands.

Yan Huan blinked, she stared suspiciously at Lu Yi. Was this his doing? If she hadn't asked, he wouldn't have said but they both understood each other. With such speed, only someone like Lu Yi was able to do it. This was such a ferociously quick and emotionless action.

His eyebrows were locked in a frown while the hair above his forehead was covering his eyes messily, blocking out his cold-looking eyes. His lips were a little pursed and he seems a little heartless. In actual fact, he wasn't. hence, it is true that one cannot judge others by their looks.

He didn't look as handsome as Lu Qin, but he was very manly. His back had always been incredibly straight and no matter what happened, he had never bent his elegant waist. His shoulders were broad, and his legs were incredibly straight. His arms were unusually powerful, and he could easily crush a human's skull. He could even break a thief's legs directly.

He doesn't ever talk about feelings whenever he helped someone, however when it comes to a family member, he had no choice.

Just like how he had no choice when Ye Shuyun arranged dates for him from time to time, like how she would play tricks on him in the past. Now that he thought about them, it wasn't that he was powerless, he just didn't want to argue with her. She quickly lowered her head as she continued watching the image on the TV.

Fatty Yan's luck had reached its end. Once he was in there, no matter how large a backing he had, so long as Lu Yi was the one who sent him in, he could forget about being released early this lifetime. When he is released, 10 years will have passed, and things will have changed. It would be almost impossible for him to be active in this circle again. By that time, she would be stronger and if he dared to have any funny ideas with her, she would let him jump down the 2-storey building with his fats. She turned to the next channel where she found Love and Tribulations broadcasting. She started watching an episode. She hadn't appeared in this episode yet, but it was a scene between the male and female leads. She took another pillow and placed it behind her against the sofa. She was feeling a little lazy and didn't want to move.

The image quality was decent and the drama was tense. It was able to capture the audience's hearts. However, Su Qiao's acting wasn't up there yet and it wasn't a surprise that people would say that her acting seemed fake, worse than Yan Huan.

However, Yan Huan had never thought of being a female lead, there wasn't much uniqueness to the role and wasn't as exciting as the second female lead's role. At the very least, the real first female lead for Love and Tribulations was Qingqiu, but the key character in the show was Hong Yao. It seemed like all the excitement from the show had died out with the death of Hong Yao. From what Yan Huan could see, the rest of the show from that point onwards was boring. However, the show still maintained a certain viewership and with the end of Love and Tribulations, there would be a new TV drama. That means there wouldn't be Yan Huan anymore.

She needed to find a script for herself too. Yi Ling had mentioned that there were a few and she needed to find another script when she returned to start getting busy.

Hugging the pillow tightly, she tucked in her legs on the sofa. The man beside her was silent but his presence wasn't uncomfortable.

It seemed like she was about to return.

She stood up and placed the pillow on the sofa. She then stood at where she was without moving…

Lu Yi lifted his head and placed his documents on the table.

"You are leaving?" He didn't have to ask to know that she was.

"Yes," Yan Huan nodded, "I am going back, I still need to film when I am back." She bit her finger, "Then, I shall leave. Also…"

"Thank you."

"No worries," Lu Yi extended his hand, "Give me your phone."

Yan Huan had no idea what he was about to do, however, she still handed him her phone. Lu Yi took it over and quickly pressed a few buttons before returning her the phone.

"There is my personal number on there, if there is anything, you can call me. Remember, do not commit suicide again. Your luck wouldn't be this good every single time."

Yan Huan grabbed onto her phone tightly, she felt a slight warmth inside of her from his act. She was admittedly touched. She wasn't an unreasonable woman anyway.

"Thank you," she said. A thank you wasn't enough to express anything but now, it was the only thing she could say to him. She remembered his feelings and pain.

No worries Lu Yi, the next time when you want to go for a blood transfusion, I will still give you.

She struggled to open her eyes as she quickly turned around before the she couldn't fight back her tears. She was afraid she would cry. She walked to the door and wore her shoes before pulling open the door and left.

Lu Yi stayed on the 13th floor but she stayed on the 15th. Even though it wasn't the same floor, they stayed very close. If she were to consider a straight line, he wasn't far beneath her.

She walked into the lift and took out the phone from her pocket. It almost felt like his body warmth was still on it. She brought her chest towards it and there was an indescribable warmth in her heart. Just like the sunshine in March, slowly entering her.

What followed was the flowers blooming in spring.

The lift door opened with a ding as she walked out and opened her house door. Yi Ling was still sleeping and the cup of instant noodles on the table that had been eaten was still left on the table unwashed. Little Bean came out of her own cosy bed upon seeing her and walked towards her, using her head to snuggle up against her leg. She started meowing.

Yan Huan picked up Little Bean and walked towards her bed. The cat bowl was long empty and there was no more water.

Having a lazy woman in the house can really kill her cat.

She poured some cat food in the bowl without much of a choice before refilling the water.