"Have you been waiting long?"
Qin Miaomiao saw Lu Qing arrive and gave a gentle smile: "I just got here a little while ago."
Lu Qing took off his coat, sat down, and glanced at the nu: "Have you ordered yet?"
"Not yet, I was waiting to order with you."
Qin Miaomiao found that even though it had only been a day since she last saw Lu Qing, she actually missed him—his scent, his voice, and even the feeling of him hugging her from behind.
Lately, Qin Miaomiao was finding herself more and more greedy.
"I’ve noticed that I’ve changed recently."
The sudden statent left Lu Qing puzzled. He seriously stared into the woman’s twinkling eyes, with a smile of relief on his lips, and said: "Give your hand."
Qin Miaomiao suddenly beca silly and awkwardly extended her left hand into his palm.
"It seems you’ve beco infatuated with again recently. The way you looked at just now seed like you were going to devour ."
Lu Qing’s words imdiately made Qin Miaomiao’s face heat up.
She looked at the man in surprise, clearly knowing in her heart: Lu Qing was her husband, the father of her child. But sotis it felt unreal, like everything now was so beautiful, so happy, making her feel dazed. She was afraid that suddenly all of this would be taken away.
"Lately, maybe because I’ve been too happy, I’m actually worried that our happiness will make Heaven jealous."
Lu Qing heard her words with a reproachful look and tapped her nose: "Won just like to overthink. Heaven won’t take away our happiness; you just keep being happy."
"You feel different today, your words are too cute."
Qin Miaomiao couldn’t find the right words to describe Lu Qing, so instead, she used a term he didn’t like—cute. But in Lu Qing’s eyes, no matter what Qin Miaomiao said, he felt it was a complint, and everything sounded nice.
"Are you so busy with work that even smiling has beco a burden?"
Qin Miaomiao noticed the furrow of Qin’s brows; as soon as he paused in speaking, his brows would furrow involuntarily. She really wanted to reach out and smooth away his worries.
Her fingers, reaching over, were caught in Lu Qing’s hand, and their eyes t.
Qin Miaomiao was just about to withdraw her hand when she saw Lu Qing couldn’t help but plant a kiss on it.
Lu Xing thought that Lu Qing must be very troubled now, believing that the land he was about to acquire had been snatched away; he probably couldn’t even sleep. Just thinking about this, Lu Xing couldn’t help feeling delighted, with a lot more smiles on his face.
"How is the thing I asked you to investigate going?"
Squinting his eyes, he glanced inside while getting the latest information from there to the outside.
"Are you sure Director Zhao’s son is returning to the country today?"
Lu Xing checked the ti on his watch, confird the landing ti, and drove straight to the airport.
The international airport was busy every day, with many people coming and going, the place teeming with people. Lu Xing looked at his watch, looking energetically at the flight information on the big screen, confirming that the person he was looking for had arrived at the airport.
Half an hour later, Lu Xing found the young man pushing a luggage cart through the crowd. After checking the photo on his phone to ensure it was correct, he quickly walked over and blocked the man’s path.
"You’re Director Zhao’s son, right?"
"You are...?"
Lu Xing looked at his luggage and said: "Let’s find a place to talk slowly."
Over a cup of coffee, Lu Xing briefly explained so things that happened before Director Zhao’s death, and his son beca agitated as he listened. Unable to hold back his emotions, he stared at Lu Xing and said: "Do you an to say that Lu Qing killed my father?"
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