Sweet Wife in My Arms

every man was Lu Yi, and not every woman was Yan Huan.

There were people who could resist loneliness, but not temptation.
In this world, there aren’t many who could resist both.

Before Yan Huan could inquire anything else, the phone had gone out of her hands.

She turned around.
Lu Yi was standing there with a bowl of soup in hand.

“Drink up,” he commanded, raising an eyebrow.
He knew what Yan Huan was doing, but didn’t expose her.
She would know it sooner or later anyway.
In fact, she had been more patient than he expected.

Yan Huan received the bowl.
The soup had been made by Aunt Gu.
Lu Yi trusted Aunt Gu fully on this matter, and would go hunting for ingredients, regardless of their rarity, as long as Aunt Gu claimed that it would make Yan Huan better.

The soup always tasted kind of strange, though.

Aunt Gu herself didn’t know if her soup really helped, but Lu Yi regarded it as something magical.
To that, Aunt Gu could only smile helplessly.
She herself didn’t think it was that amazing.
Lu Yi’s high regard for the soup wasn’t without reason, however.
There had been too many cases of success to call it a coincidence.

Not only did it help Liang Chen to get pregnant, but it also helped Yan Huan give birth to pretty triplets.

At one point of time, Aunt Gu was celebrated as a sorceress, and received endless requests to brew soup for others.
In the end, none of them turned out to be like Yan Huan or Liang Chen.
Perhaps they were just lucky, or had good constitutions, and all they needed was an opportunity.

Yan Huan took the bowl and began sipping by the bay window.

It didn’t taste too strange.
Still, she felt nauseous by the time she was done.

“What’s in it?” she asked, looking up.

“It’s better if you don’t know,” said Lu Yi, tidying up her hair.
Some things are better left unsaid.
It’s best to treat them as Chinese herbal medicine.
A wide range of things fell under Chinese herbal medicine, after all.

“Fine,” said Yan Huan.
If Lu Yi said it was herbal medicine, then so be it.
Even if it turned out to be ants or rats, she could only accept it.
At the very least, she hadn’t seen the making process and was only in charge of drinking.

After a few days of drinking the soup, she was looking a lot healthier.
She was still too skinny.
It would look good on screen, of course, but anyone would think of her as anorexic if they saw her in real life.

“So you learned about Lu Qin’s incident?” Lu Yi browsed through his call history and found the call record with He Yibin that lasted for 3 minutes.
He had been in the kitchen 3 minutes earlier, so he couldn’t have made the call.
A certain woman must have stolen his phone to sate her own curiosity.

“Mhm,” admitted Yan Huan.
What use was there in denying? Even if she had a silver tongue, she couldn’t have fooled the meticulous great Prosecutor Lu.

She wanted to know more, though.
She lifted the bowl and drank another mouthful, so occupied in her own thoughts that she let the strange taste slide.

“Do you think Lu Qin will demand compensation from Sun Yuhan?”

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