Chapter 6: do not want to be widowed
Chapter 6 I don't want to be a widow
The blue veins on Su Qian's forehead jumped, Feng Tanjiu should have heard what she and Huo Jingyang said just now, why is this man always elusive?
But he was not in the mood to pay attention to him, so he just passed him and walked into the elevator that just opened.
At the moment when the elevator door closed, before Feng Tanjiu's face was completely blocked, she vaguely heard Huo Jingyang's frantic voice: "Why didn't you stop her? I haven't finished speaking yet..."
It wasn't until the slight click of the elevator descending that Feng Tanjiu took his eyes back and looked at Huo Jingyang with a gloomy face and said lightly, "Don't want to quarrel every time you see her, there are few outsiders about their husband and wife. Beak."
Huo Jingyang sneered: "There is only a marriage certificate between them. Is there love or other affection?"
Feng Tanjiu was silent for a moment, Junxiu's face showed vicissitudes and loneliness that did not match his age: "How do you know that there is no friendship between them, and how do you know that Mingxiu doesn't like her?"
"Sometimes you don't have to say what you like."
Huo Jingyang gave a "cut", "It's like I'm a great lover, aren't you a single dog like me?"
Feng Tanjiu's expression moved slightly, and finally shook his head without saying anything.
Su Qian returned to the seventh floor, Song Baoyi had already walked out of the consultation room, and her expression was very sad when she saw her.
"Qianqian, where have you just been? Why haven't you come back for so long?"
Obviously she came with Baoyi, but she didn't accompany her to see a doctor, so she broke her promise.
"Sorry, something was delayed."
Song Baoyi didn't really want to blame her, "Okay, I'll punish you to take medicine for me later."
Su Qian smiled dotingly: "Okay, I promise you everything."
"It's about the same."
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Feng Tanjiu stood in front of the window and saw Su Qian and Song Baoyi leave. Huo Jingyang was smoking, the smell of smoke drifted to the tip of his nose, and he frowned slightly.
"No smoking in the hospital."
Huo Jingyang's face was still full of cynicism: "Of course I have the final say in the rules of my hospital."
Feng Tanjiu pinched the center of his eyebrows with a headache, not in the mood to stay any longer, picked up the jacket on the side and walked out of the office.
He went to Emperor View Manor.
To be honest, every time he came to Dijing Manor, he wanted to sigh with emotion.
Dijing Manor was designed by Lu Zhengqing and invited Linton, the most outstanding designer of this century, with huge sums of money. Dijing Manor is not only a manor but also a work of art.
No matter from any angle or any orientation, it is beautiful.
The servant informed Lu Mingxiu that he was in the study at the moment, Feng Tanjiu nodded slightly, indicating that he understood, and came to the study.
lightly knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside. He paused and pushed the door open and walked in.
At a glance, he saw the ray of sunlight outside the house shining through the window just on his face, outlining his exquisite face.
couldn't help but think of Su Qian's sentence "How do you know that I didn't draw his face"? Couldn't help but chuckle.
This face is indeed enough to make a moth to a flame.
Sensing that someone had entered the study, Lu Mingxiu raised his head and glanced at the person who came. He didn't say anything, and then he dropped his gaze, but his dark, cold pupils seemed to contain a secret that could be explored.
"What's up?"
Feng Tanjiu said lightly, "Let's see how your body is doing."
Lu Mingxiu still didn't look up, his handsome face was indifferent and cold: "With Xuan Mo here, I won't die."
When saying this, there is no sadness, no joy, or even joy and anger, and more people have a creepy illusion.
Feng Tanjiu has always been very clear in his heart that Lu Mingxiu is not inferior to Lu Zhengqing in terms of ability, but he chose to join the entertainment industry just to avoid suspicion.
After all, Lu Zhengqing is his half-brother. If Mingxiu also joins the Huanyu Group, then I am afraid that the Lu family will fall apart. This is not what Mingxiu is happy to see.
He took a few steps forward, and saw a large unfinished character placed in front of Lu Mingxiu. The font was vigorous and powerful, and it was risky and intentional. It was better than calligraphy.
Even if I haven't finished writing it, I can still see the outline of these two words - Su Qian.
He asked curiously:
"Mingxiu, do you remember her?"
"No, I just did a brief investigation and found out that she is indeed my wife."
Feng Tanjiu hesitated for a while, but still said:
"Do you want to restore this memory?"
Lu Mingxiu did not speak, making it unclear whether he wanted to recover or not.
Feng Tanjiu was unsure of Lu Mingxiu's thoughts, but remembering his promise to Su Qian, he continued to speak: "Xuan Mo said that if someone he knew stimulated him, he might soon be able to restore his memory. Memory, why don't you bring her to Dijing Manor? Maybe you can remember something when you get along day and night?"
Lu Mingxiu pursed his thin lips and smiled lightly. For a moment, there seemed to be a dark fragrance lingering in the whole room, but he opened his mouth coldly:
"What qualifications does she have to live in Dijing Manor?"
"Whether she is qualified or not is naturally up to you."
Lu Mingxiu didn't answer, he just picked up the pen to outline the two big characters Su Qian on the rice paper.
Then, get up and leave the study...
Feng Tanjiu raised his eyebrows when he saw the big characters Su Qian on the rice paper.
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When the two returned home, Song Baoyi pestered Su Qian to let her stay with him for a few more days, but Su Qian could only agree, but asked that she needed to go back to her apartment to get some daily necessities.
Returning to her apartment, Su Qian skillfully pressed the code, and as soon as she opened the door, the already cramped space felt a moment of depression.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Lu Mingxiu sitting on the sofa and a man standing beside him who didn't know his name.
This man was wearing gold-rimmed glasses with a faint smile on his lips. He felt like a spring breeze and looked harmless.
This is the first time Feng Xuanmo has seen Su Qian. He is obsessed with medicine and has long gone abroad to study. He has no idea about Lu Mingxiu's hidden marriage. know.
When he saw Su Qian at this time, he was even more surprised. It was the first time he saw someone who was not suppressed by Lu Mingxiu in terms of beauty and aura.
This woman is not simple.
This is his first impression.
Su Qian retracted her gaze, walked straight to Lu Mingxiu and sat down recklessly. They were all about to get divorced, and she didn't care who was set up, she said:
"looking for me?"
Lu Mingxiu frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with her actions, but his voice did not fluctuate.
"I don't like to do anything for nothing."
She raised her eyebrows: "So?"
"So it's impossible for me to sign the divorce agreement until my memory is restored."
She sneered: "If you can't restore your memory for the rest of your life, don't we have to keep this marriage contract in name only?"
Lu Mingxiu said lightly, "I don't mind!"
Su Qian wanted to vomit blood a little. She didn't mind whether it was good or not. She was super concerned. She didn't want to be a widow for the rest of her life.
She categorically refused: "No."
(end of this chapter)