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

"It's pretty good. I don't think there's anything that needs improvement."

Jiang Qianqian never expected what Ji Muqing thought. How could she have any opinions?

She hastily married Lu Boshen before she graduated, and she had never been confessed to in such a grand way.

In her impression, confession means placing a circle of candles and holding a bouquet of flowers on the university campus, and a large group of people gather around and shout loudly, "Together, together."

I have never seen such a big battle, and I was shocked when I saw it today. Moreover, every note on the flower path and every word written by Ji Muqing is enough to reflect his sincerity. Is there anything else than this? Does it better reflect his love?

"Oh, Qianqian, aunt and your uncle don't understand what you young people like. They have been listening to Aqing's instructions for the past two days, and they don't know whether this kid's creativity will work. Show me, what's not right? Just say it if it's appropriate, we won't be afraid of trouble."

Ji's mother and Ji's father had just been busy arranging the bouquets below the stage. Jiang Qianqian only looked up at the scenery above and didn't even notice the two people below. Now that she heard the conversation and saw that both of them had tools in their hands, she asked Ji Muqing in shock, "Mr. Ji, don't tell me that you took your uncle and aunt to arrange these yourself?"

She thought that Ji Muqing must have found a planning company and paid for help to do this. She never expected to see his parents doing it themselves.

"We hired a planning company, but I don't like the plan they came up with, so these are all my own ideas." Ji Muqing smiled sheepishly, with a red face and scratching his head, he looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old Mao. The head boy said, "I don't trust leaving such an important matter to others. Apart from my parents helping me, it's my aunties and housekeepers who have watched me grow up."

You can pay others to do some things for you, but for some things, no matter how much money you pay, or how beautifully you ask others to do it, it will never be able to reflect the throbbing and eager mood.

He carefully checked every bouquet of flowers that appeared here, carefully proofread the position of every balloon, and even every word written on those notes, he smiled when he wrote it, all of this With everything, how can others understand his mood?

When he did this with his own hands, every bouquet of flowers, every balloon, and every note here contained his deep love, which already exceeded their own value.

The person he fell in love with for the first time, the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with for the first time, how could he be willing to be careless? I really want to hold the whole world in my hands and dedicate it to her.

Jiang Qianqian nodded, with a smile on his face, but there was an inexplicable bitterness in his heart. It was so good, it was so good to be loved and valued by others! It's a pity that she has never experienced these, and she will never experience them again.

"Uncle and aunty, you have worked hard. I think there is no problem. What Xueer cares about most is your attitude towards her. She always feels that there is a big gap between herself and Mr. Ji. Now it seems that she really thinks too much. Love is across mountains and seas, and mountains and seas can be leveled. Mr. Ji has this intention, and I think other obstacles are not a problem. "

Jiang Qianqian kept smiling when he spoke, but when he lowered his head, the sourness in his heart couldn't help but rush into his eyes, and gradually his eyes became foggy. Seeing such a scene, she couldn't help but think, if he had been half as attentive as Ji Muqing when she was passionately in love with Lu Boshen, would the ending between him and her be different now?

God plays tricks on people sometimes, making you live in darkness all the time. When you no longer crave colors and instinctively feel that there should be only black left in the world, suddenly let you see the gorgeous colors, making you so The scars that have been covered up for many years are opened up and sprinkled with salt. You were obviously grinning in pain, but you could only smile and say, "That's great."

"Then let's do it tomorrow. Please come here with Xue'er tomorrow. I want to confess to her tomorrow."

There are two main reasons why Ji Muqing is eager to confess to Yang Xueer. One is that he really likes her and can't wait any longer; the other is that ever since he found out that Lu Boshen had pried open her door and got in, he has always been frightened, so he I want a legitimate reason for her to move into the house I bought.

But for the second reason, he couldn't tell anyone. He told Yang Xueer that he was afraid that she would be frightened and wouldn't be able to sleep, and told Jiang Qianqian that he was afraid that she and Lu Boshen would have conflicts and quarrels. So he can only go faster, and faster.

"Yes, Qianqian, in order to give the girl a surprise, I called her tonight and asked her to come to my house for dinner tomorrow. I told you that I would come with you. Then I would like you to help remind her and let her wear something nice. Wear a dress and put on beautiful makeup. Girls always want to be the most beautiful at times like this."

Ji's mother was also very happy. She was even more excited than Ji Muqing when she thought that her son would confess his love to that girl tomorrow. She would be like having a soft and sweet daughter in the future.

"No problem, Auntie. You and Mr. Ji can set a time and send me a message. I will fully cooperate."

She had no reason to refuse her sister's important life event. I just didn't expect that some mothers-in-law are so kind and amiable that they can even notice such small details as makeup. Some mothers-in-law wish that their daughter-in-law would be hit by a car immediately when they go out. There is really no harm without comparison.

Sure enough, love is always two-way. In addition to consuming the whole person's enthusiasm, one person's dedication will not change the established facts in any way.

For example, she put her dignity on the ground and chased Lu Boshen for five years. In the end, not only did she fail to warm Lu Boshen, but she also injured herself.

Later, Ji's mother held her and talked for a while. When she came out of Ji's house, the sun was almost setting. As soon as she got into the car, Lu Boshen's phone call came.

"Are you at home? I'll go back to pick you up now."

Jiang Qianqian suddenly remembered that she had promised Lu Boshen to accompany him back to his old house for dinner tonight. She leaned on the back seat and rubbed her eyebrows and said, "I'm in the car now. I asked Zhou Fang to drop him off directly." I'll go over there and we'll see you at the old house later."

Hearing that she was in the car, Lu Boshen couldn't help but become curious, "Where have you been?"

"At Ji's house, let's talk about it when we meet."

After saying that, Jiang Qianqian hurriedly hung up the phone. She felt that she was not in a particularly good mood right now and would easily choke if she spoke a few words to Lu Boshen. She needed to sort out her mood now.