The marriage is rippling, and the billionaire president is ruthless and domineering

388. Reunion with Lu Youqing.

It was Lu Youqing.

Qiao Nian wept excitedly, her hand holding the phone tightly, her eyes fixed on the screen.

Such a domineering and short tone, so familiar.

He really saw her.

The name on the top of the text message is 'husband', and the number is Lu Youqing's number.

He saw her, and he was going to tell her to come and find her.

This is not a dream, it is real.

'Oh', Qiao Nian stood up, turned around and rushed into the bathroom. On the large mirror, his face was freshly printed, pale, thin, with dark circles under his eyes.

At this time, she paid more attention to her appearance.

Caressing Bai Xi's face with her slender hands, Qiao Nian felt that her complexion was so bad, what would she do when she met Lu Youqing?

Three years, three years, reunion after a long absence, shouldn't we dress up?

While thinking this way, Qiao Nian rummaged through the box and put a bunch of cosmetics into the bathroom, and started to put on makeup.

She wants to show up at her best.

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Johnson's

Qiao Sennaixi looked at the news broadcast on the super big screen and Qiao Nian who was crying on the screen. He felt sorry for his sister. When he wanted to ask Lu Youqing, he saw Lu Youqing standing up.

"I'm going to find Qiao Nian now, Yunxi's side, you help me support him, don't let him come out to interfere."

After leaving the words, Lu Youqing's stalwart body disappeared into the living room.

Qiao Sennai was slightly taken aback, then smiled.

It seems that there are people who are more reluctant than him.

However, this situation is what he wants to see.

Taking out the phone, Qiao Sennai called Jian Yunfen, "Yunfen, come to Qiao Sen's house, I have something important to discuss with you."

Jian Yunxi touched his nose, "Did you find third brother?"

After the third sister-in-law got on the LEDs in the whole city, he was worried and waited for the news with her in the hotel. There was someone looking for the third brother. At this moment, Qiao Sen called, and he really didn't want to leave.

"It's inconvenient to communicate on the phone. Come over immediately and we'll discuss it."

Jian Yunen left her room, looked at Qiao Nian's room, gritted her teeth, and went out.

......

At the intersection of traffic lights, Lu Youqing knocked on the steering wheel with his fine-boned hands. Looking at the red light opposite, he felt tormented inside.

I have never felt that time is so long, and my heart is so urgent.

For three years, more than 1000 days and nights, he had imagined the scene of reunion countless times. At this moment, his nervousness, excitement, fear and inexplicable emotions came to him all at once.

The cold sweat on his palm made his muscles tense.

Read, after you received the message, are you the same as me.

When the light turned green, Lu Youqing drove forward.

When passing the flower shop, he stopped.

After getting out of the car, Lu Youqing suddenly laughed. After being separated for such a long time, shouldn't he be impatient to meet people, but he still has the mind to buy flowers.

If my own wife knew that he was on the way here and was a few minutes late because of buying flowers, would she blame him?

It's just that he has already got off the car, and it seems unreasonable not to buy something.

Under the introduction of the salesperson, Lu Youqing took the flowers and got into the car quickly.

.....

In the bathroom, Qiao Nian looked at the makeup she had put on with satisfaction, and turned around in front of the mirror several times. She didn't stop until she felt that there was nothing wrong with the dress she was wearing.

Qiao Nian was already good-looking, but after careful makeup, she was even more beautiful.

But, looking around, she still felt that something was missing.

The dress was red, and the orange lipstick didn't seem to match. After thinking about it, Qiao Nian changed to a bright red lipstick.

When everything was ready, the doorbell rang.

With a 'pop' sound, the lipstick in her hand fell onto the counter unexpectedly, and Qiao Nian felt nervous for a while.

Is it Lu Youqing?

Is he here?

Qiao Nian was nervous and at a loss. She looked in the mirror in a hurry. Compared with three years ago, she seemed to be much more mature. She carried the capable aura of urban women, but she lacked the youthful publicity of three years ago.

Would Lu Youqing like such a change?

Perhaps, the more you care about something, the more you care about something.

The feeling of worrying about gain and loss swept her violently in Qiao Nian's heart at this moment.

Taking a deep breath, Qiao Nian blocked all the complicated thoughts in his heart, lifted his feet, and walked towards the door.

"Hello, is this Mrs. Lu?"

There was a waiter standing at the door, the tension and anticipation in Qiao Nian's heart was suddenly replaced by a sense of loss, and the hand holding the doorknob was quietly clenched.

"I am, what's the matter?" Her voice and expression were impeccable, but the hand behind the door betrayed her emotions.

That kind of loss, that kind of anxiety, swept her body and mind.

"Flowers match beauties, Mrs. Lu, please accept them." The waiter conjured up a bunch of fiery red roses and smiled.

Looking at the flowers still containing drops of water, and the faint fragrance wafting out, Qiao Nian was taken aback, "This..."

"Mrs. Lu, that gentleman said you will know who he is." The waiter smiled.

Qiao Nian's body froze, and her mind became confused again.

Is this him Lu Youqing?

There is only one purpose for her in London, and that is Lu Youqing.

is it him?

Qiao Nian's eyes fell on the card in the flower, and she raised her hand to pick it up. The delicate card, with vigorous and powerful fonts, was so familiar, she was excited, and her heart surged.

"Where is he now?" Qiao Nian asked excitedly, his eyes shining.

"Mrs. Lu, please accept the flowers first."

Qiao Nian took the flowers, "Tell me, where is he now?"

"Mrs. Lu, come with me."

After entering the elevator, Qiao Nian looked at the numbers that kept jumping upwards, and his heart jumped violently along with it.

"Mrs. Lu, I'll take you here."

After getting out of the elevator, the waiter led her to the designated room number, then turned around and left.

Qiao Nian looked at the luxurious door, the door was ajar, she raised her hand and pushed gently, the door opened.

The luxury of the presidential suite was in stark contrast to the luxurious suite she lived in. As she walked in step by step, seeing the luxurious decoration, the tension in her heart rose little by little.

In the room, it was very quiet, only the bright chandeliers were releasing their light.

"Lu Youqing..." Qiao Nian called out tentatively.

It was air that answered her.

There was no one, Qiao Nian didn't dare to move around, so she sat on the stool, took out her mobile phone, and when she was about to call Lu Youqing, the door rang.

She looked up and saw Lu Youqing wearing a high-quality white shirt and appearing at the door with a tray in his hand.

Lu Youqing.

It was Lu Youqing.

Qiao Nian sat on the stool blankly, staring at him motionlessly.

The chiseled face, the thick eyebrows, the deep eyes, the pale crimson lips, this face, the face she was familiar with, the face that was haunted by thousands of souls, appeared so clearly in front of her now.

Qiao Nian looked at him intently, joy, excitement, all kinds of emotions flooded up, she moved her lips, and when she wanted to say something, tears fell down first.

Three years, three years.

Finally, I saw him.

Thousands of words, at this moment, turned into drops of tears of lovesickness.

"Nian..." The low voice as always, the call full of longing, made Qiao Nian's tears fall down.

Obviously, she is not a person who likes to cry, obviously, it is such a joy to meet each other, but she cried, crying inexplicably.

Lu Youqing put down the things in his hands, strode forward, and hugged her in his arms.

"Wife..." called affectionately.

He hugged her tightly, feeling her real presence.

The embrace he had been away for three years made him nostalgic.

Qiao Nian hugged him very hard, buried her face in his chest, and listened to his powerful heartbeat, one after another, so clear and so real.

This is not a dream.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Youqing held her face, and stroked her eyebrows, her eyes, her face bit by bit, the deep eyes were full of affection.

It's been three years, this face has appeared in my dreams every night, now, it's so real.

In the three years that passed by, she was still there, and he was still there.

It's never too late.

"Lu Youqing..." Qiao Nian's voice was choked with sobs, and he stared at him with red eyes from crying, "You've lost weight."

Facing Qiao Nian's eyes full of distress, Lu Youqing's heart was filled with ripples, and he looked at her deeply.

Silent is better than sound.

A thousand words are worth a real hug.

Looking at the face close at hand, Qiao Nian stood on tiptoe and kissed the pale crimson lips actively, so urgently.

The soft lips, the familiar taste, these are enough to make Qiao Nian's heart tremble.

Lu Youqing froze, hugged her waist with both hands, turned passive into active, and dominated the kiss.

Indoors, heat up.

It seemed that one kiss was not enough to relieve the three years of lovesickness, they wanted more.

With a twist, Qiao Nian was picked up, and both of them fell on the soft window, kissed, and continued to roll up the mat.

"Lu Youqing..." Qiao Nian tugged at his clothes emotionally.

"Yes, I am..." the voice was hoarse.

The breath is getting heavier, and the emotion is burning up intensely.

Lu Youqing's wanton aggression made Qiao Nian couldn't help crying out, the uncontrollable joy surged out...

Lingering, time and time again, it seems that only in this way can they feel each other's existence and comfort the blankness of these three years.