No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

Qiao Xun left and Lu Ze didn't look for him.

Just like what he told Secretary Qin, he would give her her freedom and let her live the life she wanted.

Lu Ze gradually got used to it...

He had to get used to living without Qiao Xun, getting used to not having little Lu Yan by his side, and he had to get used to not having any news or words from them... Sometimes he felt that Qiao Xun was cruel, and she just left like this.

Time flies, spring goes and autumn comes.

Golden autumn October.

Lu's Group President's Office.

Lu Ze was sitting behind his desk processing documents. The afternoon autumn sun slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and shone all over him, making him as handsome as a god.

There was a sound of pushing away at the door. Knowing that it was Secretary Qin who came in, he asked calmly: "I have a golf appointment with Mr. Lu at four o'clock. There is no change in the schedule, right?"

Secretary Qin said nothing. She walked over and placed a kraft envelope in front of Lu Ze.

Lu Ze raised his eyes to look at her.

After a while, he seemed to realize something, and his nose became sore: "Did she send it?"

Secretary Qin nodded and said yes, and then she exited first.

The door closed softly.

In Nuo Da's office, Lu Ze sat quietly. His mood at this time was similar to that of being close to home.

After a long time, he opened the envelope.

There are some photos scattered inside, and each one is of Xiao Lu Yan. There are little Lu Yan sleeping, little Lu Yan sitting in a car eating apples, and little Lu Yan learning to walk...

Xiao Lu Yan took two steps, with a look of surprise and pride on his face.

She looks so good,

She has delicate eyebrows and looks very much like her mother.

Lu Ze looked at all the photos and couldn't put them down and looked at them over and over again, but he couldn't find Qiao Xun in them. He couldn't help but lean back on his chair with some disappointment.

After a while, he opened the photo on his phone.

21-year-old Qiao Xun was lying on the pillow obediently.

Lu Ze watched quietly for a long time. He suddenly remembered that today is Xiao Lu Yan's birthday... and it is also Qiao Xun's Good Friday.

He pressed Secretary Qin's internal number and said in a hoarse voice: "Turn down Mr. Lu's entertainment for me."

Secretary Qin guessed the reason and agreed.

Lu Ze hung up the phone, looked at the photo again and put it in his suit pocket. He took his coat and left work early. When he got up, the cufflinks on his snow-white shirt were dazzling. They were the same pair that Qiao Xun bought for him in the past.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, he returned to the villa.

The servant at home saw it and hurried over to open the car door for him, with a concerned tone: "Are you feeling unwell, sir?"

Lu Ze raised his hand to indicate that it was okay.

When he walked into the hall, the servant was setting the tableware. He stopped and said calmly: "Make some more dishes tonight, and I'll order a bowl of vegetarian noodles."

The servant remembered what day it was.

She hurriedly went to do it.

Lu Ze went upstairs and walked directly into the bedroom. He caressed the small crib.

This crib has never been moved.

When Qiao Xun left with little Lu Yan, little Lu Yan could not sit yet, but now she could walk... maybe she could even speak a complete sentence. Does she still remember her father?

Lu Ze raised his head, his Adam's apple twitching.

Later, he went to the cloakroom again. Most of Qiao Xun's things were not taken away. She only brought some clothes with her, and all the jewelry was still there.

As long as she was gone, he missed people.

That night, Lu Ze sat in the restaurant. He blew out the candles on his birthday cake alone. He ate longevity noodles. Facing the empty dining table, he missed Qiao Xun and his children...

He was wondering when they would come back.

Later, Lu Ze moved to Qinyuan.

Year after year, the wintersweet in Qinyuan blooms and fades...

He never heard from that person.

Later, he was not sure whether he would not marry again or if he was waiting for someone...