Free Web NovelChapter 964: Chapter 356: [Heartbreaking Fairy Tale] The Unending Tsunami (Part 5)_3
Lu Huai’an lowered his gaze, then raised it again, looking towards the direction of the bathroom, before turning his gaze to Qi Ming sitting in front of him.
"Mom has a baby in her belly now, I guess it’s a sister, and you should like her too. This time, I will be good to her, very good, and won’t let her be alone."
His voice was low and hoarse, as if something was caught in his throat. The faint taste of blood spread to his taste buds, and he realized that the thing blocking his throat, making even the utterance of a syllable so difficult, was blood.
Qi Ming understood Lu Huai’an’s words; he was actually happy.
Though Mom spent most of her time with him, he still felt lonely. He missed Jiang Jiang and also An Ge.
But after the happiness, his bright eyes dimmed again, "But... but Mom isn’t happy here."
Even a five-year-old child could sense it, and Lu Huai’an was certainly clear about it.
If there were a few times when Lin Chu genuinely smiled after returning to An City, it would definitely be when he wasn’t around.
"Because I once did something that made her sad. She can’t forgive me, and I can’t make her forgive."
"Why did you do that?"
Lu Huai’an paused, then leaned down to pick up the toy on the floor, his hoarse voice carrying a helpless bitter smile, "Yes, why did I do that?"
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The weather was getting colder and colder.
Ji Wanxia went to Qing City, and she probably won’t be coming back.
When Lin Chu went to see her off, all she could see in Wanxia’s eyes was desolation and coldness, lacking any of the previous glory, like deathly silence.
"Xiao Chu, I’m sorry, I’m so useless, deluding myself for so long, in the end, it’s just a joke."
"There’s no such thing as ’retribution’ in this world, which is why there’s a saying like ’a scourge lasts a thousand years.’ Shen Weiyi won."
"I’ve thought many times about letting Shen Weiyi taste everything that Xia Qian and Qiu Bai suffered, even thought about driving straight into her, wishing her dead, but I couldn’t do it."
"An City has Grandpa and Grandma, and my Dad, but I can’t stay there. Xiao Chu, I really want to be with you. If I have to watch Shen Weiyi live so glamorously every day and can’t do anything about it, I might... I might die."
She’s terribly thin; her oval face became pointed, and when Lin Chu hugged her, she could clearly feel the bones in her back, like only wrapped in a thin layer of skin.
So, Lin Chu didn’t tell her that she was pregnant.
Lin Chu had always thought that Gu Shaozhi and Lu Huai’an were similar people, which is why they could be friends for so many years. The inherent dominance and authoritarian nature were concealed by a gentle facade.
Wanwan was different from her; she actively appeared in front of Gu Shaozhi, and yet even so, she remained at a disadvantage later.
If Gu Shaozhi could let go of Wanwan, does it mean Lu Huai’an could as well?
One person left, and another who had been gone for a long time came back.
When Jiang Muzhou appeared in front of Lin Chu, she was stunned for a long time as if she had been immobilized.
Was it really Jiang Muzhou?
It should be.
He’s still the same as before, never wearing much even in cold weather, just a leather jacket over his shirt, looking dashing.
Not every man dares to keep a crew cut.
Six years have passed, and even the most playful man matures. Jiang Muzhou, in Lin Chu’s memory, hasn’t changed much compared to now, retaining a bit of a rogue flavor within his sleekness, which is what young girls love these days.
Jiang Muzhou walked slowly across the street, stopping in front of the still-stunned Lin Chu, flicking her forehead unceremoniously, quickly leaving a red mark. freёwebnovel.com
"Little heartless one, it’s only a few years and you don’t recognize your big brother anymore?"
Lin Chu’s forehead was flushed red, regardless of whether it hurt or not, it’s obvious Jiang Muzhou didn’t use much force.
She finally came to her senses, gritting her teeth and glaring at him, "You’re the heartless one!"
But in the next second, she rushed forward and hugged Jiang Muzhou, changing her tone, "Zhouzhou, where have you been? Do you know how worried I’ve been about you, acting like you’re dead? Couldn’t you even make a phone call?"
The words weren’t very pleasant, and Jiang Muzhou’s mouth twitched uncontrollably a few times.
"Don’t cry, don’t cry, you’re not a kid anymore," Jiang Muzhou was somewhat helpless, "There’s a crowd on this street, people might think I did something to you. I’ve only been back a few days, don’t make me carry the title of a heartless man."
Before Jiang Muzhou could raise his hand, Lin Chu, who was tightly hugging him, was pulled away by the furrowed-browed Lu Huai’an.
If it hadn’t been like this, Lin Chu would have nearly forgotten Lu Huai’an’s presence.
Lu Huai’an lowered his gaze, looking at the woman with tears still on her face. The frown between his eyebrows deepened, and the hand on her waist tightened unconsciously.
He didn’t say anything to her, his gaze fell on the smiling Jiang Muzhou as he spoke calmly, "Chatting in the middle of the street isn’t quite appropriate. If you don’t mind, how about having dinner together?"
Jiang Muzhou raised his eyebrows with a low laugh.
Well, well, isn’t it interesting? Since when did the unapproachable Mr. Lu start speaking to me in this manner?
Jiang Muzhou shrugged, responding indifferently, "As long as Mr. Lu doesn’t mind."
This is downtown, there are restaurants everywhere, Jiang Muzhou was, after all, once the local king in An City and knew which restaurant suited his taste well.
It wasn’t just Jiang Muzhou who found it strange, but Lin Chu as well.
Jiang Muzhou was already heading to a French restaurant across the street, but Lin Chu was still standing motionless, looking up at the man beside her.
"Doesn’t your company have things to do? I really won’t run around. If you’re really not confident, you can leave Lun Jun here."
He and Jiang Muzhou have never seen eye to eye, not just for a day or two. It has been over six years since they last met; having them at the same table full of tension would be awkward.
Lu Huai’an was expressionless, his tone as calm as a tranquil lake, revealing no emotions, "It’s six o’clock already, even the boss needs to eat and rest."
She hugged another man and he said nothing?
As if guarding against flood and ferocious beasts.
Lin Chu truly didn’t want to; her legs remained stiff, "You and he aren’t even familiar, why eat together?"
"If knowing each other for more than ten years doesn’t count as being familiar, what does?" Lu Huai’an didn’t show clear signs of displeasure, but the surface of his dark eyes was slightly cold, "Standing still, do you want me to carry you? I don’t mind, but if you get laughed at by Jiang Muzhou later, don’t blame me."
Saying that, he pretended to move to carry Lin Chu.
Lin Chu quickly leapt from the man’s embrace, the movement not too large, considering she was not light now.
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In the restaurant.
Lu Huai’an spoke very little; it was Jiang Muzhou boasting all the way, with Lin Chu mercilessly retorting him.
Until Lu Huai’an’s phone rang, he went to the restroom to take the call, then Lin Chu cautiously asked Jiang Muzhou a question, "Have you seen Jiang Jiang?"
Although Jiang Muzhou hadn’t eaten much, most of the bottle of red wine ended up in his belly, he’s someone who never gets drunk, merely slightly tipsy.
He gazed out at the night scene outside, his exterior still carrying that roguish air that makes you want to smack him, "Yeah, the little girl is truly beautiful; a single ’uncle’ from her could melt my iron-stone heart."
Jiang Jiang looks quite like Qiao An, from eyebrows to eyes, almost as if they were carved from the same mold.
Jiang Muzhou poured himself another glass of wine, the dark red liquid in the glass swirling subtly as he moved, releasing its intoxicating aroma.
The curve of his lips was subtle.
"Who knows where that woman Qiao An has gone again to climb the social ladder, even Jiang Yichen couldn’t satisfy her. She disappeared without a trace, even abandoning the child."
Lin Chu chuckled lightly, casually replied, "Maybe... she’s dead."
