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

In the study, Lu Baoshen dialed Secretary Liu's phone number and said, "Go and find out what happened to the injury on Jiang Qianqian's arm."

There has been a lot of blood lately, and Jiang Qianqian feels dizzy at every turn.

So much so that when Jiang Sheng called, she couldn't keep up with him.

"Qianqian, do you have time to go home recently?"

She knew that her father would never contact her if he didn't ask her for help.

"Dad, just tell me, what do you want from me?"

"It's been two months since Xia Xia graduated. Ask Ah Shen if you can arrange a job for Xia Xia."

Sure enough, Jiang Sheng could only look for her because of his home and family. And she was beyond his consideration.

"Dad, Lu's recruitment conditions are surprisingly strict in the industry, and Xia Xia is not qualified."

Jiang Xiaxia, a college graduate, was spoiled by Du Juan and became lawless since she was a child. It was difficult for her to take care of herself.

"I know, if Xia Xia is qualified, why should I ask you for anything?"

Jiang Sheng was a little dissatisfied with Jiang Qianqian's refusal.

"Dad, you only think about Xia Xia, can you also think about me? I always bother the Lu family, and I am very passive." Jiang Qianqian felt uncomfortable. We are both daughters, so why is there such a big difference?

But how could Jiang Sheng care about her feelings, "Why are you passive? If you don't want to go, I will go find Ah Shen myself."

Jiang Qianqian sighed helplessly, "Just wait for my news."

Over the years, she and her family have been criticized as leeches lying on Lu Boshen's body to suck blood. Now that she has decided to divorce him, if Jiang Sheng goes to see him again, what will he think of her?

Thinking of this, Jiang Qianqian felt her temples pounding.

When Yang Xueer called, she was rubbing her swollen head with her hands, "Qianqian, guess whose live broadcast room I visited while browsing videos today?"

"who?"

"Ye Xiaoyu. Her online name is Qing Yu Shen Shen. It's really disgusting." Yang Xueer's words made her heart tighten.

"I only heard that she is the lead singer of the band, but I didn't expect that she also does live broadcasts?"

"Who says it isn't?"

Open Yang Xueer's sharing link, and a live broadcast room called Qing Yu Shen will pop up immediately.

Ye Xiaoyu dresses up like an elf in a fairy tale, with a fair and delicate face, an ethereal voice and elegant manners when singing.

She interacts with fans in the live broadcast room freely and gracefully.

Jiang Qianqian suddenly felt inferior. Her low self-esteem and sensitive personality kept her from being able to move from behind the scenes to the front of the stage. She couldn't compare to his calmness.

There were 20,000 people online at the same time in the live broadcast room, and most of the comments were praising her. The sharp-eyed Jiang Qianqian still saw the barrage sent by Yang Xueer among the many barrages. They basically said that Ye Xiaoyu was the mistress and that Ye Xiaoyu was pregnant before marriage.

"Xue'er, don't talk nonsense in her live broadcast room, be careful of being targeted." Jiang Qianqian was a little worried about her and sent her a message.

"Whatever, what I said is the truth, and it can be said that I vented my anger on your behalf." Yang Xueer made a snickering expression.

Jiang Qianqian looked at the sky outside the window. It was covered with dark clouds and it seemed like it was going to rain.

In the office of the president of the Lu Group, Lu Boshen was reading emails when Secretary Liu walked in and said, "Boss, you asked me to check my wife's injury, and I found it."

"In the last explosion, my wife happened to be in front of that barbecue restaurant, and the shattered glass pierced her arm." Secretary Liu said while placing the medical records he found in front of Lu Boshen.

Lu Boshen looked at the medical record. The signature in the column below where family members signed was Yang Xueer's name.

No wonder she called herself over and over again that day.

No wonder, she wanted to divorce herself after going back that day.

On the day of the explosion, Ye Xiaoyu said she was pushed down by a panicked pedestrian and asked him to accompany her to the hospital. As soon as he arrived at the hospital, Jiang Qianqian's phone calls came over and over again. He thought she was as bored as usual and called just to ask him what time he would be home, so he didn't answer the phone.

That day in the emergency hall of the hospital, he witnessed the tragedy of the accident with his own eyes.

She was so timid, she must have been frightened when she saw the tragic scene, right?

After he went back, she didn't say anything. Was she already completely disappointed in him?

She no longer wanted to share her emotions with him.

In fact, when he first married Jiang Qianqian, he did do it for Qi Ye Xiaoyu. But later on, Jiang Qianqian thought of him in everything and took care of his emotions. Every day when she got home from get off work, she would always cook a pot of porridge for him and jump around asking for a hug.

He gradually realized that he seemed to have fallen in love with her. She had become a habit and he couldn't notice it when she was there. Only when she suddenly left did he feel that his heart was hollowed out.

So that day when she ran away from home, he deliberately found a reason to call her back.

In Lu Boshen's impression, Jiang Qianqian seemed to have never been unhappy in the past five years. She was always cheerful when facing him.

Therefore, he often ignored her feelings.

But as proud as Lu Boshen, even though sometimes he clearly doesn't think so in his heart, the words he says are very worthy of being beaten.

Putting on his coat, he wanted to go home and see her.

When Jiang Qianqian returned home, Lu Boshen asked the nanny, "Where did she go?"

The nanny replied, "My wife left at noon, and I don't know where she went."

When she received a call from Lu Boshen, Jiang Qianqian was painting with Jiang Jiang in the nursing home.

Ever since Jiang Jiang fell ill and broke his forehead last time, she had been worried about him, for fear that something would happen to him again. As soon as she was free today, she came to see Jiang Jiang.

Fortunately, Jiang Jiang was in good spirits and the wound on his forehead was almost healed.

Ever since Jiang Jiang fell ill, his imagination and color perception seemed to be completely different from before. He can always draw paintings with simple patterns and bold colors, but very complex compositions.

When he was painting, he was very quiet and sat there all day long. Every time at this time, she felt that he had completely recovered.

Afraid of disturbing Jiang Jiang, Jiang Qianqian took her mobile phone and walked around to the open space behind the building to answer the call.

"Hey, Mr. Lu, what's going on?"

Lu Boshen felt unspeakably heartbroken when he heard this polite and distant tone, "Where have you been?"

"I was painting with Jiang Jiang in the nursing home."

"When will you come back? Do you want me to pick you up?"

He showed courtesy for nothing and was either a traitor or a thief. Jiang Qianqian didn't believe that he had such good intentions, "No, I can't afford to hire Mr. Lu with such a high hourly salary."

"It's free."

"Lu Boshen, I advise you to be normal. I know very well what kind of person you are, so stop pretending in front of me."

Once trust is broken, it can never be built again, and he has no credibility in her heart.

With one sentence, Lu Boshen's emotions, which he had just calmed down, were aroused again. She was the first person who dared to speak to him like this.

Lu Boshen hung up the phone without waiting for Jiang Qianqian to speak again.

She curled her lips, and sure enough, she had bad intentions.

Returning to Jiang Jiang, I found a young man wearing volunteer uniform sitting side by side with Jiang Jiang. He held a painting in his hand and showed it to Jiang Jiang. Jiang Jiang smiled brightly. It had been a long time since she had seen Jiang Jiang so happy.