Wife Can't Escape

Chapter 78

She looked at him with a pair of reddish eyes and did not speak. She tried to soften his heart with such pathetic eyes.

Zhao Nanyu did not force her out of the carriage "Really not planning to get down?"

Song Luan was a little flustered, and complained in a low voice, "Then you can't lock me up anymore."

Zhao Nanyu also knew what she was afraid of, so he laughed and said, "Okay."

"Then you can't lie to me."

"I won't lie to you."

Song Luan couldn't rest assured even if she got Zhao Nanyu's promise. She knew that Zhao Nanyu was probably lying to her.

Song Luan's house was very gorgeous and luxurious. There were three screens of huanghuali . The window was decorated elegantly for women, which looked very exquisite. The patterns embroidered on it were lifelike. A huge bed was placed directly opposite the dressing table. The red curtain fell from the top of the head of the bed, and several red candles were lit on the bedside table.

Song Luan collapsed on a blanket made of snow-white fox hair. Her table was filled with golden jewelry.

Zhao Nanyu asked her, "Do you like it?"

This room was really beautiful.

Song Luan truthfully said, "It's very beautiful."

She didn't tell him whether she liked it or not. Who would love cages? She didn't like gold cages.

"My Lord, the young master wants to see you." The voice of the attendant came through the door.

Song Luan's heart trembled, and she lowered her face to cover up her uncomfortable expression.

Zhao Nanyu said lightly, "Let him come."

Zhao Nanyu and little Zhao were talking outside. Song Luan stayed inside.

She couldn't resist not listening and gradually couldn't sit still. She stealthily hid by the door and pricked up her ears to listen.

Little Zhao seemed to cry, and his voice was a little dumb, "Father, I don't like...I don't like that woman."

He would not recognize anyone but his mother.

Zhao Nanyu's eyes glanced toward the direction where Song Luan had been hiding. He took back his eyes and touched little Zhao's head. "Don't be rude."

"You really want to marry her?"

"Who told you all this?" Zhao Nanyu asked.

"I saw it today. You held her."

Zhao Nanyu did not explain, but said, "Don't worry about that much."

Little Zhao bit his lip, feeling sad to death.

After they talked, Zhao Nanyu sent someone to accompany little Zhao back to his residence.

Song Luan couldn't see what Zhao Nanyu wanted to do. How could he be willing to hurt his child's heart?

Even if she missed her son, she still held back and did not ask him.

She thought that Zhao Nanyu was waiting for her to surrender. That fact was true. Zhao Nanyu also knew that Song Luan's heart was not with him. He could only trap her.

Zhao Nanyu wanted to tame Song Luan and get her heart, but Song Luan didn't have him in her eyes.

Those light-colored eyes, every time she looked at him, they were only plain and flat, as if he was just an insignificant person.