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

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Qiao Huan lowered her eyes and didn't look at him.

Her voice had a more feminine flavor than before, and she spoke calmly, "Qiao Jinfan, aren't you the one who throws things away after use? Aren't you the one who wants to give up when you think something is not good? If people are compared to rags, then that rag is me... not you."

"Yes, I left first."

"But why should I go?"

It was his neglect and his indifference.

When I was in my twenties,

He said, Qiao Huan, I will take you wherever I go from now on, and we will never be separated.

After being together for six years, he said you should wait for me in Xiangshi.

In his life, career and children are more important than her. She has moved from the first to the last in his heart. This is not what true love means. No one would be busy from morning to night. If it takes two days to reply to a message, then what is the difference between you and a stranger?

If you keep waiting cautiously, is it still love?

She still feels heartbroken when she thinks about the past, but she has learned to let it go.

She smiled faintly: "It's meaningless to talk about these. Over the years, I have been to many places and met many people. I know that there is more than one Qiao Jinfan in this world who is worth waiting for me, and there are many meaningful things to do."

She finally raised her eyes and stared at him quietly: "What happened between us is already a thing of the past."

"You're right, we went there."

Qiao Jinfan's voice was low and hoarse.

He leaned against her neck, his tall nose lightly touching her delicate and warm skin. His palm was pinching her slender wrist, and his slightly rough male fingertips were rubbing her wrist, causing a slight numbness.

Like the last bit of attachment and tenderness.

Even though they were so close on this night of reunion, they no longer belonged to each other.

He loosened her grip little by little.

When he left, his eyes were still on her, their breaths were still entangled, but his body and mind had long since withdrawn, and then there was nothing left... Everything was empty, just like their home in Xiang City.

He took a step back and spoke expressionlessly.

"Sorry! I'm drunk."

Qiao Jinfan left.

He walked out of the brightly lit cloakroom, walked out of the cozy girl's bedroom, and walked out of her life... From now on, their relationship is that of an eldest son and an adopted daughter. He will treat her the same way he treats Qiao Yutang and Qiao Yan. She is no longer the woman he loves the most, no longer the person he can hug whenever he wants. She has become the same as everyone else.

Just like everyone else!

Qiao Jinfan paused at the door.

He suddenly spoke: "That year in Seoul, you knew I was looking for you there, why didn't you show up? Am I, Qiao Jinfan, really not worthy of your courage again? Am I really so unforgivable that you don't even want to see me? Then what is our past? It means nothing to you... Is that right?"

In the cloakroom,

Qiao Huan's lips moved...

He didn't wait for her to answer. Perhaps he didn't want an answer in the first place. He just opened the door and left...

The night wind blew on his face, and his heart was wet. It turned out that his love had rotted.

……

After Qiao Jinfan left, Qiao Huan collapsed on the carpet, as if all his strength had been drained.

it hurts...

She stripped the past from her body. The emotions and dependence of those years had already penetrated deep into her bones. It didn't hurt... so how could she pull it out?

ended.

They were finally finished, cleanly done!

From now on, they are strangers living under the same roof.

[Isn’t this a kind of enlightenment? It told me to see clearly early on…]

A cell phone rang beside me...

Qiao Huan came back to her senses from her trance and took a look at her phone. It was her agent Duan Mulei calling. She calmed down and answered the phone: "Hello. Is there any result?"

Duanmu Lei is a well-known agent and very capable.

Background abc.

Due to years of socializing, his voice was a little hoarse: "We have negotiated with Yinghui. The reserve price of your two paintings is finally set at 1200 million. I think this price is good. If you make some efforts, your value in China will rise again."

Qiao Huan was a little worried——

“Is 1200 million a bit too high?”

“What if it fails to sell…”

Duanmu Lei interrupted her, his tone was very firm: "It won't be unsold! Qiao Huan, your painting will not be unsold."

In the painting world, Qiao Huan is called dialogue.

She is highly regarded in Italy, but the domestic market has not been opened up.

Duanmu is the highest-end broker.

The purpose of this auction is to increase Qiao Huan's fame. Her paintings will not be bought by others. He will make it to 1800 million and let the rich know that there is another painter to collect.

Qiao Huan has always been happy to work with him.

She nodded in agreement.

After hanging up the phone, she no longer thought about Qiao Jinfan. After all, she returned to City B to go home and to develop her career in China. She didn't come back to reminisce about the past.

……

Early in the morning.

The whole family sat in an orderly manner to eat.

Qiao Shiyan felt satisfied.

He poured Qiao Huan a glass of milk and said, "Your mother got up early in the morning and made breakfast for her. She hasn't cooked for many years. Now that you are home, Dad will make breakfast for you every day from now on."

Qiao Huan said softly, "I want to move out and go home for dinner on weekends."

The restaurant was quiet.

Across from him, Qiao Jinfan was holding a cup of black coffee, his eyes were unfathomable, and his pretty thin lips were tightly pursed.

But he didn't speak.

Qiao Shiyan was the first to disagree: "You finally came back, why do you want to move out again? It's dangerous for girls to live outside, and you're so young."

"Dad, I'm twenty-nine years old."

Qiao Shiyan still disagreed.

He feels indebted to this child, he always feels that he has to keep her by his side and take care of her... As a father, he always wants to protect his daughter, but he cannot express this feeling in words.

Unexpectedly, Meng Yan agreed.

She asked about the house and said thoughtfully, "Although the location is very good, 70 square meters is still too small. You have to paint so where can you find space to dress up? There is a small villa near our house that is vacant. It is not very big, about 300 square meters, which is just right for a girl to live in. I will have someone decorate it and then send two reliable servants from home to take care of your life."

Qiao Shiyan glanced at her: "Xiaoyan."

Meng Yan gently held Qiao Huan's hand and said to her husband, "The children have grown up, and Jin Fan Yutang and Qiao Yan will also be independent in the future... As a father, you should support them."

When she said that, Qiao Shiyan had no way of refutation.

Meng Yan has the final say in this family.

Qiao Huan said softly: "Thank you, Mom."

Meng Yan patted the back of her hand and said gently, "Remember to come home for dinner on the weekend. Your father and I have missed you so much over the years. Your career is important, but life is more important."

Qiao Huan was somewhat moved.

Finally, she whispered again: "Thank you, Mom."

At this moment, the sound of a car was heard in the courtyard.

After a while, the servant came to report.

She said, "There's a man named Duanmu coming over. He said he's the young lady's agent and is here to pick her up. I looked at him and he looks really good. He doesn't look like an agent at all, but more like a male celebrity."

Qiao Huan smiled lightly: "I have been working with Duanmu for two years. Today he helped me clean the house."

Qiao Jinfan frowned——

"You asked a man to help you clean the house?"

Qiao Shiyan snorted coldly: "You are only allowed to find a female secretary, but Qiao Huan can't have a male agent? She is happy with it. Besides, he is a handsome guy. Maybe he will be the son-in-law of our Qiao family in the future."

Qiao Jinfan remained silent.

Qiao Yutang and Qiao Yan laughed secretly.

Qiao Shiyan threw another large pen bag over, "Qiao Yutang, it was you who wrote to your sister, saying that I was terminally ill! How could you curse me like this... unfilial son!"

Qiao Yutang took a bite of the sandwich and carried Qiao Yan away.

"You're going to be late for school."

……

Qiao Huan stood up and said, "Mom and Dad, I'm leaving too! I have something important to discuss tonight."

Qiao Shiyan asked, "Would you like to invite someone in to sit down?"

"Next time."

Qiao Jinfan also stood up: "I'm going to the company."

Qiao Shiyan chuckled: "What a coincidence! Jinfan, you can just go over and help me and your mother to judge. If he really looks like a celebrity, we will pay for his dowry and get his good genes."

Qiao Jinfan looked unhappy.

At this time, Qiao Huan had already left.

Qiao Jinfan followed him out. He really wanted to see the man named Duanmu and see if he was really as handsome as a star. He knew that this kind of comparison was ridiculous and childish, but he really couldn't help it.

There was a black SUV on the parking lot.

The price is around 1.2 million.

Duanmu Lei wore a pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses, had a gentle appearance, and was dressed in casual clothes. He did not look like a slick agent at all, but rather like an artist... He seemed to notice Qiao Jinfan's gaze and looked over here.

Two outstanding men, sizing each other up.

After a while, Qiao Jinfan came over.

He had no intention of getting to know Duanmu, so he opened the door to the back seat of the car, leaned over and said to Qiao Huan gently, "Get in the car, and remember to come home for dinner this weekend."

Qiao Huan nodded: "I understand, brother."

But she didn't sit in the back seat of the car. She opened the passenger door and got in.

Duanmu Lei nodded to Qiao Jinfan, then closed the car door and got in...

Qiao Jinfan stood quietly.

Through a glass, he saw Duanmu Lei bring a cup of tofu pudding to Qiao Huan. He saw Qiao Huan smile at the man, and then drink from the cup of tofu pudding in small sips...

They looked very intimate.

Are they lovers?