"Actually, in this life, if you meet someone like this, you will not seek anything, but it is actually very difficult to become a safe haven, and it also requires fate." Han Yunzhi saw through it.
After hearing this, Lu Yuchuan fell into deep thought.
Therefore, in the marriage of parents, there is a third person...but mother always loves dad.
Did Aunt Jiang know when Dad was in a car accident?
Has she gone to the hospital to see her father?
Did your father say anything to her?
Just like he told Dr. Li Wei: Someone hurt me.
Lu Yuchuan had a premonition that he felt that Jiang Qingli was the person her father trusted the most and what she should know.
Don’t you just tell each other when you have something to do?
Lu Yuchuan raised his eyes, looked at his mother who was somewhat lost, and asked softly, "Where is she? Do you know her whereabouts?"
Han Yunzhi shook her head, "How could I know her whereabouts? She and I are not friends."
After so many years, when I remember this woman again, the softest part in Han Yunzhi's heart would still be obviously pierced and hurt.
She always feels that there are many kinds of love, Chengguang calculates one kind of her and another kind of Jiang Qingli.
Another type that is not secular, may be more noble, and may be better without being mixed with firewood, rice, oil and salt.
As a woman, she can't help but be jealous.
"Do you hate my father?" Lu Yuchuan's voice was low. It was the first time he knew the other side of his father.
Han Yunzhi carefully considered this emotion and did not give an answer immediately, because it was definitely not something that could be expressed by the word "hate".
The ‘resentment’ may be a little more.
After a while, she shook her head and said relievedly, "Your father never hides it from me, nor deletes the chat history. Every time he goes out to see her, he will tell me clearly, so... this is not a betrayal, right?"
"They may not have love before, but they are definitely a relationship above friends." This is the conclusion given by Lu Yuchuan.
In fact, it is rare to be a good friend like this.
When he said goodbye to his mother and was about to get up and leave, Han Yunzhi called him, "Yuchuan."
He turned his eyes and met his mother's gaze, "You said."
"I hope you will only love Tong Hua in your life and not anyone else."
"..." To be honest, he was slightly stunned, and then his lips raised slightly, "Don't worry, I think she is more important than anyone else."
Han Yunzhi felt relieved after hearing this.
In the following days, Lu Yuchuan's survey had another person, a middle-aged woman named Jiang Qingli.
But strangely, since her father had a car accident, she has resigned from Junyu Group, and no one knows where she went.
She came quietly and walked quietly, as if her life was blooming only for her father.
The plane landed and Lu Meiling returned to China.
The old man arranged for the driver to go to the airport to pick him up in advance.
When she walked out of the crowd with a red suitcase, the driver and the bodyguard met.
"Miss Lu."
They helped her pick up her luggage.
Lu Meiling is wearing sunglasses, a small fragrant style suit skirt, high heels, and a big red scarf.
Although she is middle-aged, it is undeniable that she still has charm.
Walking towards the extended Lincoln car parked not far away, someone opened the car door for her, and she sat in the car with aura, like a big sister.
Close the car door and the driver started the car, "Ms. Lu, the old man welcomes you at the old house, I will take you home now."
"Go to listen to the cafe first." She said in a faint tone, picked up her phone to edit the text and sent a WeChat message.
The driver wanted to speak but stopped. After thinking about it, he persuaded him, "Ms. Lu, the old man gave it a special explanation and said that he would go home directly after receiving it."
Lu Meiling, who was sitting in the back row, looked at him expressionlessly, and stressed coldly, "I said, go and listen to the cafe! Don't you understand human words?"