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

The night was as black as dyed with thick ink, silent without a trace of wind. It had no sound, but it revealed sadness everywhere. Just like Lu Bo's deep mood, it was terrifyingly low.

In the study, a man stood in front of the window and smoked a cigarette vigorously without turning on the light. The small red dot at the end of the cigarette moved quickly back in the darkness.

Jiang Qianqian was not found. Lu Baoshen, who was exhausted after a busy day, returned home and saw that all the lights in the house were dark, and he felt irritated in his heart instantly. That bone-gnawing loneliness came from all directions, eroding every cell of his body all the time, reminding him all the time that this villa was home as long as Jiang Qianqian was here. She is gone, this place is just a cold space made of reinforced concrete, without any temperature.

The crisp ringtone of the phone broke the silence of the night. The dark-faced man smoking was attracted by the sound. He quickly found the phone and pressed the answer button, "How is it? Do you have any news over there?"

The call was from Ji Muqing. How he wished he could hear news about her from his mouth. He wanted to take her home right away. God knew how much he missed her.

"They are safe. I will send them back tomorrow. Don't worry. Go to bed early."

Ji Muqing's tone was very calm, and no emotion could be heard. No matter what, Lu Boshen has been his friend and partner for many years. He has to tell him whether it is emotional or reasonable.

"Where is she? I'm going to pick her up now."

The key point for Lu Boshen was not at all in the second half of the sentence. He only heard the first few words. Ji Muqing knew Jiang Qianqian's whereabouts and he wanted to take her back immediately. His tone was so urgent that he wanted to get out of his phone and communicate with Ji Muching face to face.

Ji Muqing guessed that he would be like this, and probably guessed that he would not listen to what he said. In order to cause unnecessary trouble, he directly pushed the topic to Jiang Qianqian, "Your wife is very excited now. She is still pregnant." Baby, what if you come here and say something wrong? What if something goes wrong? I have already told Xueer to enlighten her and I will send her home tomorrow. Now both of you need time to calm down, give her some space."

Silence, like deathly silence. It took so long that Ji Muqing thought Lu Baoshen had fallen asleep before she heard him reluctantly say, "Okay, help me take care of her. If you have any questions, contact me anytime."

"Do not worry."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Baoshen didn't bother to take off his clothes, so he just lay down with his clothes on. God knows how much mental construction he did for himself during those silent moments before he convinced himself not to disturb her tonight.

He felt like there were two villains fighting in his mind, one was beautiful like an angel in white clothes, and the other was evil like a devil in black clothes.

The one in white clothes said, give her some time, everyone needs their own space, come back tomorrow to coax her, she loves you so much, and she will definitely reconcile with you.

The man in black said, don't listen to it. Since that woman is married to you, doesn't she have to listen to you? What private space is needed? Who knows if she went out and fooled around? Coax her, why should you coax her? Wasn’t she the one who coaxed you in the past? Why is she so pregnant recently? Can you push your nose and face while pregnant?

The little woman in white clothes and the little woman in black say that mother-in-law is right, and the father-in-law is right. No one gives in to the other, and no one can convince the other. For a moment, Lu Boshen was almost conquered by the villain in black clothes.

How he wanted to be like before, completely ignoring her feelings and bringing her back very forcefully. If she wants to cry, she can cry, if she wants to make a fuss, she can make a fuss. Anyway, she loves herself, she can't live without herself, and it will be fine if her temper is over.

But then I thought about how she always said that she didn't love her before, that she was too self-centered and didn't know how to respect her ideas, and that she was always arrogant and let everyone live in their own way. Thinking of her red and swollen eyes and helpless expression made my heart ache.

He didn't seem to want her to be unhappy, and she still looked better when she smiled. Forget it, she wants to go out and live in private space, let her do it this time.

In the end, Lu Boshen compromised, but he was lying alone on the small bed in the study. Thinking that Jiang Qianqian was not at home, the loneliness in his heart made him breathless all the time.

Although Jiang Qianqian rarely let him sleep with her since she was pregnant, even so, he knew that she was there, that soft and waxy little woman was next door, and he felt at ease. But today, she was not here, and he didn't know where she was. This feeling was like stepping on cotton, very unsteady, and tortured him so much that he couldn't sleep at all.

He missed Jiang Qianqian so much, missed her crazily. This feeling was like ten thousand ants gnawing at his heart every second. Although it was not particularly painful, it was still very uncomfortable, with that kind of rustling feeling. The rustling and uncomfortable feeling.

He got out of bed and went to the next bedroom, which was the room where Jiang Qianqian lived. As soon as he entered, the whole room was filled with her scent. Smelling this smell, Lu Boshen instantly felt safer and more at ease, and the gnawing feeling became less severe.

Go to bed and lie down where she had been lying. The scent on the pillow is the scent of her hair, the faint scent of gardenia. I grab the stuffed toy next to me and hold it in my arms. My whole body is covered by her scent. Filled with it, it was as if she was by his side. Gradually, sleepiness came to his heart. Lu Bo took a deep breath and became steady, and finally fell asleep.

In the hotel's presidential suite, Yang Xueer was too excited to sleep, and Jiang Qianqian was also very excited.

One was excited because the man who made her feel at ease lived next door, and the other was excited because she finally did what she wanted to do today and no longer violated her conscience to please someone she hated.

"Qianqian, what if Ji Zong is just a temporary novelty to me?" Yang Xueer was still a little worried, afraid of wolves and tigers, and a little undecided, "After all, he is so rich, and there are many girls chasing him. , what if he doesn’t like me in the future?”

Yang Xueer didn't know why she was so entangled. In fact, she didn't want to be so awkward, but she just couldn't control herself. She thought about it many times before making a decision before she felt relieved.

"I just asked you to talk to him first, and I didn't ask you to get married where you are. Why do you think so much? People should live in the present and follow their hearts." After five years of failed marriage, for Jiang Qianqian had a new perspective on love and marriage. She took Yang Xueer's hand and whispered to her, "But you must remember that no matter when you and Ji Muqing get married or break up, no matter when , you must love yourself the most, and you cannot put him in front of you, otherwise you will be like me and degrade yourself to the dust with your own hands."

Listening to her sad tone, Yang Xueer hugged her gently and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry Qianqian, I will do it, and I will listen to you. You will be fine too, and we will all be fine." "

The two sisters just said this to each other, and it was almost late at night when they went to bed.

Jiang Qianqian fell asleep first. Seeing that her breathing became steady, Yang Xueer took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Ji Muching, "I stayed up late and can't get up in the morning. Don't call us until we come out."

After sending the message, Yang Xueer fell asleep peacefully.