Jin Shaoheng had always had a vague feeling in his heart that Lu Xining would leave him sooner or later.
But when he heard that she was returning to the imperial capital, he was still surprised.
Because she wanted to avoid him, returning to China was obviously not a good choice, because it was his territory and he was more comfortable with it, not to mention that she didn't take Lu Yuzheng away.
Although he couldn't figure it out, Jin Shaoheng still asked Liu Weijie to book the flight back as soon as possible.
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On Lu Xining's side, after more than ten hours of flying, we finally landed.
After she got off the plane, she turned on her mobile phone as she walked out. There were several missed calls on the screen, all from her brother Lu Yuzheng.
She edited a text message and sent it to him, saying that she had to go back to the imperial capital to deal with something temporarily, and asked him to take classes well.
I looked up and saw Meng Wanyang at the airport pick-up gate, and was stunned.
"You heartless person, you don't know me anymore." Meng Wanyang cursed and went forward to hug her.
"How did you know I was coming back?" Lu Xining asked.
She just made the decision in the morning, and she happened to have a flight. It could be said that she made the decision on the spur of the moment and didn't tell anyone.
"Is it okay if I know how to be clever?" Meng Wanyang said jokingly.
Lu Xining didn't believe it, but he didn't get to the bottom of it.
"Let's go." Meng Wanyang took her arm affectionately and walked out as if she was afraid she would ask.
The two came to the parking lot, and Meng Wanyang opened the passenger door of a super eye-catching trot: "Please."
"You can do it." Lu Xining said, sitting in unceremoniously.
"Then, how could the young lady of the Li family lose face?" Meng Wanyang looked quite proud.
"Are you married?" Lu Xining looked at her in surprise.
"How could I not notify you when I get married?" Meng Wanyang took out the specially prepared invitation from the car, handed it to her and said, "The wedding is next month."
Lu Xining took it and opened it, and saw the wedding photos of Meng Wanyang and Li Jinghuan. The vows below to get married together were different from the stereotypes on the Internet. They were probably written by Li Jinghuan.
Although he was a playboy in the past, now that the prodigal son has turned around, it can be seen that he has a deep affection for Meng Wanyang.
"Don't worry, I will prepare the gift money." Lu Xining accepted the invitation.
"Nothing less will do." Meng Wanyang said deliberately.
"When did you become so money-obsessed?"
"Haven't you heard? The richer people are, the stingier they are."
"Yes, I can see it." Lu Xining nodded seriously, with a smile on his lips.
This is what the so-called best friend is like, being with her makes you feel relaxed unconsciously.
"Xining, I want you to be my bridesmaid."
"No problem." Lu Xining agreed readily.
The car drove all the way to the city before Meng Wanyang said: "You will definitely have no place to live when you return to China. It just so happens that the house I rented before is vacant, so you can live in it first."
Apart from staying for the first few days after returning to China, she moved in with Li Jinghuan.
"No, I booked a hotel." Lu Xining refused.
"You plan to stay until next month?" Meng Wanyang was surprised.
After all, she agreed to attend her wedding.
"Sisters, can't they be rich?" Lu Xining said, pretending to be bold.
"Okay." Meng Wanyang responded without forcing her.
Meng Wanyang sent her to the hotel. Lu Xining's body had not recovered yet, and now she was exhausted. So she took a shower and went to bed, leaving Meng Wanyang in the room.
Only when Meng Wanyang looked at her did she dare to express the pain in her eyes.
She knew everything, including that Lu Xining's child was dead, so she didn't ask a word when they met.
The mobile phone in her bag buzzed. She glanced at the caller ID, pressed the connect button and walked out: "Mr. Jin..."
--Dividing line--
Lu Xining slept very deeply, and it was already night when he woke up.
My stomach growled with hunger, but Meng Wanyang was no longer there.
There was a note she left on the dining room, as well as the meal she had prepared for herself. Unfortunately, it had become cold after sleeping for too long.
In fact, I have no appetite.
At this time, she received a text message on her phone. She looked at it, changed her clothes and went out.
Went to the restaurant and found a seat by the window and sat down.
The Imperial Capital was the place where she had lived since she was a child. Now, looking at the feasting and feasting outside, it still feels a bit strange.
"Sister-in-law?" Jin Mingshuo passed by her and stopped.
Lu Xining glanced at him and ignored him as usual.
But for Jin Mingshuo, the more Lu Xining ignored him, the more excited he became and simply sat down opposite her.
"Mr. Jin——" Lu Xining looked like he was about to be kicked out.
"Just call me Shuo." But he interrupted.
Lu Xining frowned and did not shout.
"Alone? My brother didn't accompany you?" Jin Mingshuo continued to ask.
"Divorced." Lu Xining said three words lightly.
Of course, Jin Mingshuo already knew that she was divorced, but wasn't she pregnant? Has she always been entangled with her?
His eyes subconsciously glanced at her lower abdomen, which was so flat that no trace of fat could be seen: "What about your child? Is it born?"
These words undoubtedly rubbed salt into Lu Xining's wounds. She unconsciously clenched the knife and fork in her hand, and after a moment she replied with two words: "Dead."
Jin Mingshuo's eyes showed slight surprise and said, "I'm sorry."
Although she couldn't hear any sincerity.
Lu Xining put her gaze on his face but did not take it away, and said: "Lin Qingyue is also dead."
"Do you think of me as Jin Shaoheng?" Jin Mingshuo asked.
Although she acted calmly, the resentment in her eyes was clear.
Lu Xining didn't answer, he just lowered his head and continued eating.
Jin Mingshuo suddenly moved to the booth next to her.
"Jin Mingshuo." Lu Xining frowned in disgust.
Jin Mingshuo didn't care at all, but leaned closer: "Don't think about sad things. I will buy you a drink?"
"Mr. Jin, has anyone ever said that you look greasy like this?" Faced with his deliberate teasing, Lu Xining's eyes showed nothing but coldness.
"You are the first." Jin Mingshuo is overconfident, so he will not be easily hit.
He glanced at the plate in front of Lu Xining. He hadn't eaten much for a long time, so he knew she had no appetite at all.
"Let's go, let's take you to relax." He held her hand involuntarily.
"I refuse." Lu Xining refused sternly.
Jin Mingshuo turned a deaf ear.
The two of them chatted and came to the bar. Jin Mingshuo originally wanted to go to the private room, but she sat down in front of the bar.
He raised his eyebrows, thinking that she was probably afraid of what he would do to her, so he also sat down.
The hotel's built-in bar is not that noisy.
However, under the dim light, the laser light swept across from time to time, accompanied by the smell of alcohol and cigarettes, it still had the smell of drunkenness and wealth.
"A glass of Long Island ice tea and a glass of whiskey." Jin Mingshuo ordered some wine.
After a while, the bartender brought the drinks to them, but Lu Xining picked up the whiskey and drank it in one gulp.
The sweet and spicy taste entered her throat. For her who was not very good at drinking, it was a bit uncomfortable, but it also had a bit of depraved pleasure.
Jin Mingshuo was surprised and pushed the remaining cocktail to her: "You drank by mistake, this one is yours."
"Who comes to the bar and wants tea?" Lu Xining said.
Jin Mingshuo smiled and snapped his fingers at the bartender: "Two more glasses of whiskey."
Lu Xining picked it up and wanted to do it again, but he held it down.
"Sip the wine slowly." She looked like a good girl before, so she probably doesn't know how to drink.
The stamina of the drink just now was enough to make her drunk.
Lu Xining blinked at him.
Jin Mingshuo shook the wine glass before taking a sip, looking at her with a seductive look.
It's a pity that Lu Xining didn't care at all, so he just followed his example and sipped it little by little.
The two of them didn't speak much, and by the time she finished her second cup without realizing it and stood up, her whole body was already swaying.
"What's wrong?" Jin Mingshuo asked.
"Uncomfortable." Lu Xining shook his head, but felt that his eyes were shaking even more.
Jin Mingshuo supported her as she was about to fall and took her directly out of the bar.
"You're drunk like this? Aren't you afraid that I will do something to you?"
"What do you want to do to me?"
Lu Xining hooked her arms around his neck, and the fragrant fragrance of the woman penetrated his nose, bringing with it a bit of charm.
Jin Mingshuo's deep eyes reflected her red lips and asked, "Are you deliberately tempting me and then asking Jin Shaoheng to teach me a lesson?"
The last experience of being bitten by a dog was still fresh in his memory.
"Are you afraid of him?" Lu Xining asked provocatively.
"Afraid?" Jin Mingshuo seemed to have heard some joke, and to prove it, he leaned over and kissed her.
Lu Xining stretched out an index finger and pressed it on his lips.
Jin Mingshuo looked at her with burning eyes.
Lu Xining stood on tiptoe and moved her lips closer to him...