Used to it...
Lu Moqing’s face darkened a bit more, and the urge to tear Shen Zeheng apart began to run wild like a runaway horse.
With slightly pursed lips, he muttered, "I haven’t seen you call so affectionately."
In his low voice, there was a hint of complaint, like a wife who was not too pleased.
Qiao Xu was taken aback and casually responded, "How can you be the sa as him?"
She didn’t an anything else by it, just that she and Shen Zeheng were good friends, while her relationship with Lu Moqing was sowhat complex and hard to explain.
But to Lu Moqing, her words took on another aning.
In her heart, he wasn’t close to her, and even... not as good as strangers.
Thinking about this, Lu Moqing’s heart ached faintly, and his eyes dimd. He pressed his lips together and didn’t make a sound.
Seeing that he had suddenly gone silent, Qiao Xu was sowhat puzzled but didn’t bother to wonder what he was thinking.
After pondering for a couple of seconds, she said, "Grandpa is waiting for ; I need to accompany him back."
Having said this, she took a step to leave, but her wrist was gently grasped by Lu Moqing.
His strength wasn’t very heavy, but to Qiao Xu at this mont, it felt inexplicably heavy as a thousand pounds.
"So...you’re going back to City C soon?"
Lu Moqing moved his dry lips and asked in a hoarse voice.
Seeing Qiao Xu nod without hesitation, showing no hint of reluctance on her face, she said, "Yes, I’ve delayed too much ti here and can’t afford to delay any longer."
She looked down at her wrist, which was held by Lu Moqing, struggled lightly a couple of tis, and freed her hand. Then, she walked towards the old man.
Jiang Hao returned just in ti after taking care of Lu Moqing’s discharge procedures. Seeing Qiao Xu, he imdiately put on a guarded look and nodded respectfully, "Madam."
He saw Qiao Xu frowning ever so slightly, his heart thumped, but he bravely kept the sa deanor.
Just as he was considering what stance to use to bear the brunt of her anger, he saw her leave without saying anything.
Jiang Hao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly approached Lu Moqing.
Seeing his boss standing in the sa spot looking dejected, head drooping without saying a word, pale-faced, he appeared sowhat pitiful at first glance.
Jiang Hao sighed inwardly, thinking that the president should have listened to his advice back then about the Chasing Wife Crematorium, and things wouldn’t have co to this pass.
"President, the paperwork is ready."
He approached Lu Moqing and spoke carefully, afraid of unwittingly angering the moody big shot.
Seeing that Lu Moqing just uttered a faint "hmm," he turned and entered the ward.
Jiang Hao had already arranged for a change of clothes for Lu Moqing, who silently put them on and then stepped out of the ward.
By the ti Lu Moqing ca out, the Qiao family car had already left the hospital. Lu Moqing stood in front of the inpatient building, thinking of Qiao Xu’s cold deanor, and let out a bitter laugh.
Once in the car, Jiang Hao in the co-pilot seat looked back at the dejected man in the back seat and hesitated before asking, "President, are we going back to the company?"
"Mmm."
Lu Moqing responded indifferently and said nothing more.
Halfway through the journey, Lu Moqing suddenly spoke up, "Stop the car."
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