Chasing his wife at the crematorium, aloof CEO Lu licks the dog

Today was an extremely long time for Lu Boshen. From the moment he opened his eyes in the morning, everything was full of messy things. When it was almost 5 o'clock in the afternoon, he felt absent-minded and couldn't understand a word of work.

Two days ago, Jie Fengyan and Jiang Qianqian had an inexplicable quarrel. She failed to control her emotions and said a lot of unpleasant things. Although she acted like nothing happened the next day, he could feel that her emotions were not very good.

He hoped that she would tell him if she was unhappy, even if she had a big fight with him, but she always smiled and said nothing. This feeling made him feel very uneasy, as if she was a kite with strings. It's still in his hands, but he doesn't know when it will fly away quietly and never belong to him again.

After leaving the company, I didn't go home immediately. I bought a bouquet of roses at the corner flower shop downstairs, a total of 99 roses, and wanted to take them back to apologize to Jiang Qianqian.

He ran home happily and saw Aunt Fang downstairs. Lu Boshen asked, "Is your wife upstairs?"

"My wife went to bed when she came back at noon, and she's not up yet."

Jiang Qianqian had beaten Aunt Fang last time, so although she saw a man sending Jiang Qianqian back, and the man stood at the door for a long time, looking sad, she didn't say a single extra word.

When Lu Boshen heard this, he put the hand holding the flower behind his back, crept up the stairs, and gently opened the bedroom door. Seeing that the little person on the bed was breathing evenly, he gently touched her forehead with his other hand. .

Feeling being touched, Jiang Qianqian couldn't help but frown. Even in her sleep state, she still felt a wave of disgust from the inside out. She opened her eyes suddenly, and it turned out to be Lu Boshen.

In this family, he is probably the only one who dares to blatantly walk into the bedroom and touch her.

"What's wrong? Did it wake you up?" She looked very unhappy, and Lu Boshen looked at her worriedly.

Jiang Qianqian took a second to sort out her emotions, yawned and adjusted her facial expression, "It's okay, it's not time to get off work yet, why are you back?"

Although Lu Boshen was getting along in life, he was meticulous at work. After so many years of marriage, she rarely saw him arriving late and leaving early. Even when he was sick, he would go to the company to stay.

Sometimes she doesn't know why? Is it because he is really a desperate Saburo? Or do you simply not want to be in the same room with her?

Every time she thought about the past, she wanted to laugh at herself. Such a long time was all bitter, and the only bit of sweetness was an illusion created by herself. She couldn't even figure out how she could deceive herself and stay in this house for so long?

Like a magician, Lu Boshen pulled out a bouquet of roses from his back and sent it to her in surprise, "Because I miss my precious wife, so I came back from get off work early to see you. It was my fault for talking that night That's too much. I apologize to you. Please forgive me. I just spoke too quickly and had absolutely no other thoughts in my heart."

He looked at Jiang Qianqian expectantly, hoping that she would happily give him a hug and tell him that she really liked the flowers he sent.

Jiang Qianqian did not disappoint him. She sat up from the bed and took the bouquet with both hands. She looked at it carefully for a long time and said happily, "The red roses are so beautiful. I like them very much. Thank you."

Seeing this bouquet of flowers, no matter how sad she felt, Jiang Qianqian still looked very happy. She remembered the flowers correctly. This was the first time she had received flowers. The exquisitely packaged red roses were delicate and delicate, symbolizing eternal love.

But it came too late, she no longer wanted it. How should this feeling be described? Probably she still loves him, but no longer likes him, has no expectations of him, and is even beginning to reject him.

As a girl, she had imagined her own wedding, holding the lily of the valley flowers prepared by her husband himself, putting on a white wedding dress and running to the right person. I just didn't expect that there wouldn't even be a wedding later, let alone lilies of the valley and a wedding dress.

Seeing her looking at the bouquet of flowers in a daze, Lu Boshen thought she was too happy. He didn't know how to express it for a moment, and said smugly, "If you like it, I will buy it for you every day in the future."

Lu Boshen suddenly realized that her happiness was so simple, but it seemed that he had never done anything in the past five years just to make her smile, and his heart tightened.

Jiang Qianqian nodded, "I quite like it, but I don't need to buy it every day. This is enough. You go down and wait for me. I'll be down soon."

She felt that she urgently needed some time to be alone, otherwise she was not sure whether she would lose her composure. Before Jiang Jiang's illness was cured, she needed to have deep harmony with Lu Bo and not let him see any clues.

Lu Baoshen curled his lips. He didn't know why Jiang Qianqian wanted him to go down. They were an old couple. Is there anything he couldn't see? But he was unhappy anyway. Since the two had just quarreled two days ago, he didn't say anything and pushed the door open and went out very obediently.

After the door was closed, Jiang Qianqian immediately threw the flowers in her hands to the ground, wrapped herself in the quilt and took several deep breaths. Only then did she feel that some of the turbid air blocked in her heart had been expelled, and she felt a little better.

She got up and changed into a set of pajamas, put on her shoes, picked up the flowers on the ground again and held them in her arms, pretending to cherish them. She went downstairs and saw Lu Boshen sitting on the sofa. She looked at him smiling brightly.

Touching her smile, Lu Boshen felt like he was melting, and his whole body was filled with warmth. "You really don't blame me?"

Jiang Qianqian replied without hesitation, "I have never blamed you. You are right. I should keep a distance from other men."

She knew what he wanted to hear, and she told him on purpose, just to make him feel that she loved him so much that she couldn't help herself.

Hearing what she said, Lu Boshen was a little embarrassed, "I didn't mean that."

He always felt that there was something strange about her, but he couldn't pinpoint what was strange about her.

Jiang Qianqian handed the roses in her arms to Aunt Fang and told her, "Aunt Fang, please find a vase for this bouquet of flowers and place it on the dining table."

Seeing that Aunt Fang was gone, Jiang Qianqian turned around and continued to say to Lu Boshen, "I understand everything. You don't need to explain. You are my husband, so I should put you first in everything."

Hearing what she said, Lu Boshen felt very uncomfortable, but he seemed to be unable to find fault. He could only put his arm around her shoulders, hold her in his arms, and lean on the sofa with her to think about their own thoughts.

Just for a moment, he suddenly remembered that last time Jiang Qianqian pulled a cart of flowers from Yang Xueer. She had arranged every flower by herself. Why did she just throw it to Aunt Fang today?

She is very good at arranging flowers, so why is she unwilling to do it herself today?

"Honey, I remember that last time you got the words from your best friend, you did it yourself. Why did you ask Aunt Fang to help today?"