1:30 in the morning.
It’s the liveliest ti at the bar.
Raucous music, provocative lighting, sultry and sexy girls, young n crazily seeking physical desires...
The corridor is filled with the clinking of glasses, the air drenched in strong tobacco and alcohol scents, n and won flirtatiously entangled in corners, their teasing voices particularly flippant.
All these sounds seem completely blocked out by Lu Huai’an, his sharply defined features remaining indifferent as ever, one hand in his pocket, long legs crossing as he walks forward.
Even after drinking, the aura that surrounds him remains unattainably cold and noble.
Those won drawn by his handso appearance only watch from afar, not daring to approach, pretending to chat with friends.
Unintentional flirtations, attempting to catch the man’s attention.
Little did they know, their antics never entered the man’s peripheral vision.
After leaving the bar, his assistant hurriedly stepped forward to open the backseat door.
Lu Huai’an got into the car, enveloped in darkness, his mind groggy and intermixed with a faint pain, the work of alcohol.
Before starting the car, Lun Jun respectfully asked, "Mr. Lu, is it ho?"
In the dead of night, in a bar.
Such a scene was all too familiar to him.
In the past, when Mr. Gu wasn’t busy, he might co along to have a few drinks with Mr. Lu, but recently, it has only been Mr. Lu alone.
Sotis he’d leave after a couple of drinks, sotis until daybreak.
Lu Huai’an’s distinct knuckled fingers pressed against his temple, his other hand slowly turning his private phone’s screen.
The car interior was a palette of darkness, granting him an even deeper, mysterious vibe.
He was too adept at hiding emotions, not leaking the tiniest bit, his voice hoarse from excessive smoke and drink, "What did she do today?"
The car windows were down to let in the air, the conversations of passersby outside were distinctly audible.
Though the question was common, it was sowhat abrupt.
Lun Jun, who had been with the Lu Family for ten years, heard it clearly, without any brain fog or blackout, because he knew the ’she’ Mr. Lu referred to could only be that one person.
He replied respectfully, "Mrs. Lu spent the day resting in the bedroom, went to kindergarten to pick up Young Master after school, then went to the mall to buy new toys. She personally cooked dinner in the evening, and before bed, she even taught Young Master to play piano..."
Mrs. Lu was free, apart from not leaving An City, she could go anywhere, do anything.
But... she had extrely little private space, except for bathing or sleeping, there was always soone following her, even if it was just to the garden for a walk.
Like a caged canary.
Playing piano...
Lu Huai’an noticed these words, she hadn’t touched the piano for many years, her mood must be quite good.
Indeed, as long as he wasn’t ho, she lived every second at ease.
For a long ti.
There was no superfluous sound in the backseat, Lun Jun asked for the second ti, "Mr. Lu, is it ho?"
Without instruction, he didn’t dare make a decision on his own, the car still parked at the bar’s entrance.
Lu Huai’an lightly closed his black eyes, the light and shadow outside the car window casting his sharply defined features increasingly cold, and he calmly said three words, "To the hotel."
If he returned ho, he wouldn’t resist wanting her, alcohol fernting within him, reason unable to restrain the potential impulses of his heart, just like last night, he would hurt her.
Lin Chu was to Lu Huai’an, like poison, once touched, it was an addition impossible to quit.
Lun Jun was sowhat surprised, but dared not ask more, respectfully responding, "Yes."
The car engine started.
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Pea wasn’t a child who held grudges, after Gu Shaozhi apologized, she quickly forgave him.
Because he not only promised to tell her stories every day in the future but also offered to let her taste the ice cream in the fridge and not tell Auntie.
Indeed, since that day he missed, Gu Shaozhi returned ho on ti every day, even postponing important social engagents.
Telling stories to Pea, watching cartoons with her, playing with toys together.
Pea stuck to him more and more, and during the day when he went to work, she would ask several tis ’When is Uncle Gu coming back?’.
Even for simple things like getting a drink of water, her first instinct was to look for him.
The bond between Pea and Gu Shaozhi grew ever closer, while Wanxia beca increasingly silent. Often, she sat on the sofa, watching Pea nestled in the man’s arms playing, her eyes distant and empty, lost in thought.
...
Early autumn weather, the temperature was still high, sunlight fierce and scorching.
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