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

Three years later.

The one high-end restaurant in a prime location.

In the evening, Lu Ze had dinner with a woman who was the senior vice president of a partner company and the only daughter of the group boss.

His surname is Song and his given name is Song Ruan.

Song Ruan was very fond of Lu Ze and took advantage of his work to invite Lu Ze to dinner and talk about work.

When Lu Ze arrived at this restaurant, the beautiful and romantic atmosphere and the overly sexy long dress on the other party made it easy for him to guess the woman's thoughts.

Lu Ze did not expose it.

While eating, he calmly discussed the details of the cooperation with the other party. He did not show the slightest interest in the woman's sexy skirt, just like Liu Xiahui, who was as calm as ever.

As time passed, the woman couldn't help but become a little anxious.

Song Ruan held the red wine and smiled charmingly at Lu Ze: "After talking about business, let's talk about personal matters! Lu Ze, I am very interested in your private life!"

She made her words clear.

Lu Ze did not avoid it. He looked deeply at the obviously ambitious woman in front of him and laughed lightly for a while: "My private life is nothing more than my wife and children."

Song Ruan pressed forward step by step: "Aren't you divorced?"

Lu Ze's smile became lighter: "My ex-wife is also my wife, and my children are still my children."

He clearly refused.

Song Ruan was very shameless. She lightly lifted her long hair and exposed her white and tender neck, which was very seductive and provocative... But she didn't notice that the waiter behind her brought French oxtail soup, and now all the soup was spilled on Song Ruan. On Ruan's skirt.

Suddenly, the flowers were green and the water was flowing.

How exciting!

Song Ruan was in a bad mood, and she immediately wanted to vent her anger on others. She pointed at the young girl and scolded: "How did you do this? Do you know that this dress of mine is high-end?"

A high-end item costs at least 20 yuan.

The young girl was so frightened that she almost cried. She stammered when she explained: "I didn't mean it. When I came over, you suddenly raised your hand... It was quite big."

Song Ruan is a strong woman with a strong attitude.

She knew the girl couldn't afford the compensation, so she asked her to call the boss over to discuss compensation.

The girl bit her lip and shed tears.

She was afraid of losing her job.

At this moment, a female voice sounded, so soft that it made people feel like a spring breeze: "What's going on?"

this voice...

Lu Ze suddenly raised his eyes, and then he saw Qiao Xun.

In early fall, she wore a white Chanel suit.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her black hair was held loosely. She did not wear any expensive jewelry, and only had a pair of pearl earrings on her earlobes, which was very beautiful and unique.

Lu Ze's black eyes narrowed, almost losing his temper!

Three years, Qiao Xun left for three full years.

Just when Lu Ze thought she would never come back or forgive him, she appeared unexpectedly...

Qiao Xun also saw him.

She looked at him calmly for a few seconds, and then moved away calmly.

The waiter told the story.

Qiao Xun patted her shoulder and asked her to go to work first.

Song Ruan was from City H and did not recognize Qiao Xun's identity. She wiped the soup off her body with a napkin and said with a touch of arrogance in her tone: "You let her go, are you prepared to pay for this haute couture?"

Qiao Xun smiled lightly: "Of course!"

Song Ruan was slightly stunned, not expecting the other party to be so cheerful, but then he thought that as the boss of the one high-end chain, with a status of tens of billions, he could still afford to pay for a high-end custom.

She was getting ready to accept it.

Qiao Xun said gently: "Let's do this, Miss Song. We will go to the backstage to check the surveillance. If it is indeed our waiter's full responsibility, I will fully compensate you for this haute couture, but if..."

It's not over yet,

Song Ruan refused: "Don't bother, it's just a piece of clothing, I won't be so stingy."

Qiao Xun knew it well and smiled slightly: "On Xiaowen's behalf, I want to thank Miss Song for her generosity! Let's do this... I've invited Miss Song and Mr. Lu to have this meal. I wish you both a happy meal."

After that, she exited gracefully.

Song Ruan was still unhappy.

It took her a while to recover: "Lu Ze...how does she know us?"

Lu Ze stared at the direction where Qiao Xun disappeared, and said expressionlessly for a while: "She is my ex-wife."

Song Ruan was stunned.

……

in the bathroom,

A Western-style golden faucet with water constantly flowing.

Qiao Xun gently pressed his heart.

Until now, her heart was still beating fast. Even though she was prepared, her legs still felt weak when she suddenly met Lu Ze.

The painful past surged toward her like a tidal wave.

It took her a long time to recover, and when she was about to wash her hands, her eyes met the person in the mirror...

She froze.

Lu Ze leaned against the wall and smoked.

He turned sideways and closed the door, locked it, and then said softly: "You're back?"

Qiao Xun hummed, lowered his head and washed his hands.

Lu Ze stared at her in the mirror, his gaze never blinking. He took a deep breath from the snow-white cigarette in his mouth. His thin cheeks were sunken, and he looked particularly mature and manly.

After a moment, he asked softly: "Why didn't you say anything when you came back? Did little Lu Yan come back with you?"

"She is still in Xiangshi for now."

Qiao Xun's tone was calm. After washing her hands, she turned to look at him: "I washed them and borrowed them."

Lu Ze didn't give in.

After a while, he lowered his head and dusted off the cigarette ashes, and asked casually: "Where are you with Mr. Fan? Are you together?"

After asking, his eyes lit up.

His long fingers holding the cigarette had an imperceptible tremor.

It's been three years, and he doesn't know what her condition is now. He felt that Mr. Fan was the most likely person to be with her, so at the moment of their reunion, he couldn't wait to ask.

Very ungraceful, very lackluster, and very out of breath.

He knew all this, but he still asked.

Qiao Xun shook his head gently.

Lu Zexin put it back down and realized that he had been so nervous that he had almost forgotten his heartbeat.

At this time, Qiao Xun smiled lightly: "What about you? The one just now looked pretty good. Lu Ze, are you 33 this year? It's time to settle down!"

Her tone was calm, like an old friend chatting.

Lu Ze did not speak.

He raised his hand to smoke and blew out the smoke. He looked straight at her in the light gray thin smoke, as if he wanted to see all her flesh clearly...

After a while, he straightened up and said calmly: "Song Ruan is the partner, and we only have a cooperative relationship."

After Lu Ze finished speaking, he opened the door and went out.

The bathroom door was very heavy, and when he closed it, a bright light swayed gently...

When Lu Ze returned to the dining table, Miss Song had already left.

He didn't care either.

He sat alone at the dining table for about two hours. It wasn't until the restaurant stopped that he took out his wallet and took out 2000 yuan to pay the bill.

Walk out of the restaurant and get into the black Bentley.

Lu Ze leaned back on the chair and covered his eyes with the back of his hand because his eyes hurt.

She is back, Qiao Xun is back!

It was only now that he truly realized that she was back...

At this time, she was on a piece of land with him. They were only talking less than 50 centimeters apart. Her expression was soft, as if the pain between them had never happened. Her appearance attracted him to get closer.

In the past, Lu Ze wouldn't have worried.

But now, he couldn't figure out what Qiao Xun meant. She had returned to her original gentle and soft self, but he couldn't see through her anymore...