Lost [Transmigration Book]

A few days later, Lu Xingping and Lu Xiaoyue came back from their trip.

According to what the two of them had discussed before, Zhao Rong finally called the phone number that Mrs. Chen had left for him after making her will a few years after Mrs. Chen passed away.

The other party was a lawyer named Lin.

Perhaps it was because Zhao Rong hadn't heard anything for so many years. The other party thought he would never come. When he first received the call, he didn't even realize who Zhao Rong was for a moment.

After Zhao Rong proved her identity, Lawyer Lin said, "It turned out to be Mr. Zhao. I wonder why Mr. Zhao hasn't contacted me."

Zhao Rong originally thought that in the matter of the marriage contract, what he had to do was to obtain a legal relationship with Lu Xingping and obtain an inheritance.

Unexpectedly, Lawyer Lin said: "The inheritance has been operated by the foundation all these years, and there are other people in charge besides me, but I contacted Mr. Zhao. Everyone signed a non-disclosure agreement, and the non-disclosure agreement stipulates that It is very clear that the non-disclosure agreement will not be valid until Mr. Zhao and his betrothed have their wedding, so I can tell Mr. Zhao the specific content and procedures."

Zhao Rong was taken aback: "...is it just a simple wedding for two people?"

This can be done in any small church.

Lawyer Lin said: "A formal wedding is required. As for how to identify it, Mrs. Chen also left a request before she passed away. We will watch the ceremony."

Although Zhao Rong watched Mrs. Chen divide the property at the beginning, the non-disclosure agreements and how to freeze and keep the property secret were all things after he left the ward.

He really didn't expect such a thing to happen.

After thinking about it, I can understand the reason.

These aristocratic circles sometimes care about more than just money.Even if they are married, there are still ways to avoid any division of interests or achieve a combination of interests before marriage—this is the case with the marriage agreement he and Qiao Nanqi signed at the beginning.

It's just a legal level, and there is actually a lot of room for manipulation.

Zhao Rong originally planned to do the same.

But if you organize a wedding that invites friends and friends, it is tantamount to admitting your relationship to the entire upper-class circle.

Most people in the aristocratic family have a good face, and this thing can't be fake, unless you really don't care what the outside world says. Sometimes this kind of thing is as binding as a legal relationship.

Mrs. Chen really did everything she could to make him a fool for the rest of his life.There must be a legal relationship, but also a formality.

But this is troublesome. Now there is no need to worry about Chen Dachen Er and Zhao Rong who just want to get money from a fake marriage.

He immediately called Lu Xingping.

"Senior, I'm sorry, I didn't know there was another layer. If the senior doesn't want to, forget it."

Lu Xingping asked him, "What about you?"

"Me? I just don't want the money."

"No, I'm asking about your opinion of the wedding."

"I don't care," Zhao Rong said indifferently, "I don't feel anything about these things anymore."

"Then what are you worried about? I look like I'm going to find someone to marry in the future? I just promised Xiaoyue that I will give half of the share to her. Now I want to go back on my word, okay?"

Zhao Rong heard what he meant.

"Okay, I'll get someone to do it," he said.

When hanging up the phone, Zhao Rong suddenly thought of Qiao Nanqi, and stopped Lu Xingping: "Senior!"

"Ok?"

"If we want to hold a fake wedding... Qiao Nanqi..."

A wedding is not the same as simply acquiring a legal relationship.

If they just go abroad to find a place where they can obtain legal relationship to get married, they can complete the matter without saying a word, and then receive the inheritance, each of them will divide equally and then go their separate ways, and no one will be affected in any way.

But if it's a wedding...

He didn't regard Yangcheng as his home in the first place, and when the time came, he would leave without fear of anything.But Lu Xingping is different, there are Lu Xingping's family and friends here, maybe Lu Xingping doesn't care about these things because he doesn't know how to get married, but Lu Xingping is the white moonlight in Qiao Nanqi's heart for so many years, if he knows about this, will Qiao Nanqi What will affect Lu Xingping and even hinder the wedding?

After he finished speaking, Lu Xingping actually laughed.

He said to Zhao Rong: "Are you afraid that Nan Qi will get into trouble with me because of you?"

Zhao Rong: "..."

He felt that he and Lu Xingping were not on the same page in this matter.

How could he have the ability to make Qiao Nanqi quarrel with Lu Xingping because of him?What he was afraid of was that the wedding would be affected or that Qiao Nanqi would put pressure on Lu Xingping.

He just wanted to explain, but Lu Xingping said again: "Then do you want to tell him that this is a fake wedding?"

Zhao Rong didn't expect that Lu Xingping would give him the decision-making power.

"...Senior?"

"I will not interfere with your decision."

Zhao Rong was silent for a moment.He asked, "Does the senior understand him?"

"which aspect?"

"He recently..."

It was clear that a few months ago, Qiao Nanqi didn't care about him, and only regarded him as a dispensable pillow.

Recently, he has become more and more persistent. From asking him to go back at the beginning, to "like" now... Even his humiliating rejection at the time failed to make Qiao Nanqi give up. It seems that his method has changed in the past few days, indeed. Not forcing him so much, but still unwilling to let go.

Zhao Rong didn't have time to say it, but Lu Xingping already knew it: "If you're asking about this aspect, I do have some understanding."

"I don't know if Nanqi has told you before, or if you have discovered that he is actually a person who is very prone to extremes - it has something to do with his childhood experience. When he doesn't care, he doesn't care at all, but If he is obsessed with something, he will be particularly dead-headed."

"When he was a child, in order to get used to a word his father often scolded him, he copied those two words tens of thousands of times at home behind my back and Yuantu, so that now he has no feeling for those two words. We learned later found."

"When he respected his father before, he was a hundred times more filial than Yuan Tu and me. Later, when he hated him——we have all seen the ending now."

Of course Zhao Rong didn't know what Lu Xingping said.

The reason why he is so familiar with Qiao Nanqi is because he has seen Qiao Nanqi's life several times.He didn't know the details behind these life, and Qiao Nanqi would not tell him.

He was silent, and Lu Xingping didn't continue to say anything.

But he's already made up his mind.

What Qiao Nanqi may like is the way he likes the other person, but what he can't let go of is the feeling of losing control and being unable to get it.

He may have just not been able to scale the heights.

It may also be that he needs someone to treat him too much.

As long as this peak collapses completely, knowing that it will never come again, he will give up.

"Thank you senior," Zhao Rong didn't answer directly, but the meaning was already very obvious, "Then I wish us... a smooth wedding."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Rong stretched.

He looked out the window at the sky—a cloudless sky.

He should be able to get the inheritance that he gave up earlier.

He gave up a road that could not be reached, and now he is walking on another road. Even if there is no love, the road is very fragrant.

Maybe sometimes, loving yourself a little more is indeed a good choice.

Zhao Rong picked up the phone and patted outside the window casually.

He posted a post with this picture attached: "The weather is so nice."

Lu Xingping hung up the phone and went back to the living room.

Qiao Nanqi was sitting at the coffee table, holding a book in his hand.

That book was given to Lu Xingping by Qiao Nanqi earlier. It was also a science fiction novel. Like the "Gods Themselves", Lu Xingping casually threw it to the side of the bookshelf without even tearing the plastic cover.

It wasn't until this moment that Qiao Nanqi opened it.

He read slowly, and the pages turned seemed to be no more than ten pages thin.

He pressed the edge of the book with his fingertips, and on his index finger he could still vaguely see the cut he had made in the kitchen, which had already scabbed over.

Hearing Lu Xingping's footsteps, he looked away from the book and asked, "Where is that copy of "The Gods Themselves"?"

Lu Xingping poured a glass of water, and replied without hesitation: "I gave it to Zhao Rong, but he said he threw it away."

Qiao Nanqi's whole body froze, his eyes became more obscure, and even the light mole on the lower side of his left eye added to his gloominess.

He couldn't even pretend to read a book anymore. He closed the book and threw it on the coffee table beside him. He glanced at the water Lu Xingping poured for him: "Isn't it coffee?"

Before he came, Lu Xingping prepared two cups of coffee.

"You've been using sleeping pills for the past few days." Lu Xingping took a sip of his coffee, "You still drink coffee?"

Qiao Nanqi said nothing.

"Didn't you come to ask me to help you with counseling today?"

Naturally not.

Ever since He Nan went crazy, his obsessions have dissipated for many years. Even if Qiao Nanqi can't sleep well now, it's not the same as before, to the point where he can't suppress his negative emotions.

He asked: "Recently...does Zhao Rong come to your place often?"

"It's okay, a little more often than before. Not today."

Qiao Nanqi was overwhelmed by the revelation, but only felt some subtle emotions spreading in his heart.

He seems to...

Some jealous.

He was jealous of his best friend since he was a child, and he was jealous of Lu Xingping, who he had regarded as a lifeline for several years even if he had admitted to the wrong person.

He remembered the way Zhao Rong was smiling happily in the aisle outside the door when he sent Lu Xiaoyue home.

He remembered the increasingly close relationship between Zhao Rong and Lu Xingping.

He remembered the night when Lu Xiaoyue had an accident, Zhao Rong and Lu Xingping laughed when they were alone in the closed door.

……

He can't get or see these things now, but Lu Xingping can.

If he didn't know very well that there was someone in Lu Xingping's heart that he couldn't forget, he wouldn't even be able to help guessing in the most unlikely direction.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the momentary chaotic mood.

He said, "The next time Zhao Rong comes, can you tell me?"

"I'll ask him."

Lu Xingping's answer was like a wake-up call, reminding Qiao Nanqi.

He immediately dismissed the thought - Zhao Rong would definitely be unhappy.

"Forget it," he said.

The white water in front of me was also very tasteless.

Qiao Nanqi was silent.

After a while, he said, "I'm going back."

When he used to be in a bad mood, he actually often came here to stay in the piano room, or directly in the company to deal with the work that needed to be dealt with in a few months.

But now, he felt that there was no difference anywhere.

Qiao Nanqi just got up when Lu Xingping suddenly stopped him: "Nanqi."

He made a move.

"After thinking about it, let me say hello to you first."

"I'm getting married," Lu Xingping said, "The wedding is just around the corner."

He didn't say why, or with whom.

If this is the case in the past, the friends who grew up with someone in their hearts for so many years suddenly got married, and there was no sign before. Even if he was not curious, he would sit down, have a good talk with people, and ask questions. Ask, take care.

But at this moment, the word "marriage" is the word "marriage" that he can't hear the most.

This reminded him of Zhao Rong's sentence when he asked him to take off the ring - "I may still fall in love and marry someone else".

These two words became very harsh.

So he just restrained his expression and said before leaving: "I wish you a happy wedding."