hree months, knowing that actions speak louder than words. 。She was just a cleaner, and even if people complained about her voice, no one would really target her. 。But Qin Mumu doesn't seem to unders...She strode forward and pushed the person out of her way.

Her legs, which couldn't usually move so quickly, at this moment seemed just like those of an ordinary person, dashing swiftly to the edge of the stage.

The women she pushed aside were not happy: "Get out of the way! Who are you Do you have any manners, just cutting in line"

The woman ignored the questions and, using her already frail body, pushed her way through the crowd to the front of the stage.

Lu Mingchu! Come down here!

The man's deep eyes rested on her face. His hand paused for a moment, then the next second, he looked at her and with a surge of determination, unbuckled his belt.

He grinned at her.

Are you trying to drive me away

You say you're doing this for my own good, that you know what I want, yet you insist on making decisions for me

“Lu Mingchu! No more gambling! I’m done with it!” She shouted towards the stage, her voice raspy and unpleasant like a goose.

"It's late." The man's lips moved.

He wouldn't leave, having won the bet, he wanted her, to marry him!

The woman in the audience, gazing at the man on stage, had only this stage left in her eyes. In the center of the stage, he stood alone.

The tide of memories, surging and crashing, the current Lu Ming at this moment... he's just like he was back then!

Looking at him on stage, it was as if he were the me from three years ago. Back then, I too had lowered myself to such a point, living like a pig or a dog.

One was once like that, selling one's soul.

But, Lu Mingchu shouldn't!

Lu Mingchu can't either!

He is he, she is she.

The scene before her was double vision, she stumbled on her feet, grabbed the stage for support and steadied herself. She reached up to rub her temples, leaned against the stage, and climbed up, her posture extremely awkward.

She walked to the center of the stage, bent down to pick up the white shirt on the ground, and reached out to grab Lu Mingchu's hand that was fastened to the zipper of his trousers: "Come with me."

She said, her face betraying not the slightest hint of jest.

Lu Ming was initially taken aback by her solemn expression.

The audience below was not pleased: "Who are you Are you crazy Get off the stage!" Some even tried to come up and stop her.

She turned her head and glared at the audience below:

"Shut up. He's mine... my man! I'm taking him, are you going to stop me!"

The man whose wrist was grasped by her turned his head in surprise, but from his angle, he could only see the back of her head.

My heart skipped a beat.

His dark eyes stared at her retreating figure, flickering for a moment before suddenly pulling her into his arms. He shielded her and took her off the stage, pushing past the throng of people crowding towards them, squeezing out the door.

The night breeze was cool, he put on his shirt and sat in the car.

"What you just said..."

"It was a temporary measure, Mr. Lu. For today's events, I apologize to you. I am deeply sorry for such a joke and my despicable behavior."

The man in the driver's seat, his passion all ablaze, was suddenly doused with a bucket of cold water, extinguishing it instantly.

"Ugh~ You really are, such a spoilsport... No, it's more like you poured ice water on me."

He smiled:

"It's not the joke itself that's bad, it's that you always want to get rid of me, right"

When the lie was exposed, the woman remained silent.

After a long silence, she said: “I’m not a child anymore. You’re being so obvious; how could I not see through it”

"If that's the case, why are you going to such lengths to drive me away!" Lu Mingchu's chest rose and fell.

"I, Lu Ming, ask myself why I am not as good as others. I'm single, and so are you. Why can't you consider me"

Mr. Lu, you have to understand... I'm doing this for your own good.

"For my sake" The man wanted to laugh out loud, but he held back. "Do you know what I want You just decide for me"

Do you really think what you're doing is for my own good

"Boss, did you ask for my opinion when you made these decisions"

His question came out, his chest rising and falling more rapidly.

The big hand gripped the steering wheel, but held on tighter, oh so much tighter.

"Boss! What are you afraid of!" he questioned, yet knowing her past, knowing clearly that there was someone who had taken root in her heart.

Will there be no way to pull out that stubborn root anymore!

His heart was racing, jealousy drowning out his reason. "Or perhaps," he said to the boss, "your past... was once a burden"

Suddenly, blood surged throughout her body, threatening to burst forth!

"No!" she blurted out, almost immediately after Lu Mingchu had finished his question.

The answer was so quick, even a naive girl like Zhao Zhao could sense her concealment.

It was at this moment that Lu Mingchu finally woke up, leaning back in his seat and slowly stretching out his hand to rub his face. "I'm sorry, I spoke too freely."

The woman passed three seconds: "I'm a little cold. Go back."

"Hmm."

All the way, she walked in silence, her head bowed.

Until they reached the Yiju Residence, they walked in one after another.

Lu Ming initially remained silent, following closely behind her. As she walked slowly, he deliberately slowed his pace.

Just as the woman was about to step into Yi Ju's doorway, a force struck her from behind. All she heard in her ear was a voice saying, "I'm sorry."

The next second, her lips were covered by a wave of warmth.

This time, she didn't move, letting him kiss her.

At first, it was just a light kiss. Later, the man became more and more agitated, more and more eager. And then... He desperately loosened his grip on the woman's lips, his hands falling onto her shoulders. His tall figure slightly arched, leaning against the woman like that. He slowly raised his head, his eyes falling on her crimson, still wet lips.

But her eyes, they remained clear and bright.

Gazing steadily at him, she remained unmoved.

A bitter taste in my mouth, a surge of unwillingness in my chest, ultimately transformed into a desperate question:

"Don't you… have even a little feeling for me"

"You are an excellent man."

She said.

He pulled out a self-deprecating…but you don't like it, do you

Shen Xiujin... What does he think he's doing!

"I never, lightly give up." Lu Mingchu slowly stood up, staring at the woman in front of him, as if swearing.

Step away.

……

A suburban villa in S city.

Xiao Heng scrolled through his Moments, just like every sleepless night, rolling aimlessly. He didn't know what he was looking for, he neither liked nor looked closely, just thumbed through the screen until his body got tired and he fell asleep.

A glint of light from the corner of his eye caught something. Suddenly, a shiver ran down his spine, and he hurriedly scrolled down the screen, frantically searching for something among post after post on his friends' social media feeds.

The next moment, he froze, his eyes fixed on the screen.

Clicking on the photo, zooming in, and then zooming in again... Then his long eyes widened, breathing rapidly. "Brush la" he climbed out of bed, not even bothering to put on his coat, hurrying to the study. He opened the computer, immediately went into WeChat, and found the photo again.

Save it, and then the software will process it.

Not until the photograph was magnified did it become clear, and he seemed to come alive. For three years, he had been like a walking corpse, but now his eyes were full of life again.

"Where did you take that photo for your Moments"

The person opposite him was baffled: "What photos"

"The newest one on my Moments!" His voice was eager, transmitted through the phone to the other person.

" Dali ancient city, ah, I've been in Dali ancient city these days, this was taken in a bar in a secluded alley in Dali ancient city…"

"Wait for me, I'll be in Dali tomorrow. You send me your address and I'll come find you."

"Huh You're coming"

By the time the words left his lips, Xiao Heng had already hung up.

"Book a flight to Lijiang Airport, the earliest flight tomorrow. Yes."ouse, straight and tall, for Old Master Jian to see Do you want him to watch you, cowering in the shadows within these walls, too afraid to even face anyone, bowing and scraping"These questions pierce...