Chapter 57: The Pain
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Especially since she had personally experienced it back then…
In the end, Lu Yunge could only say, “Go to bed.”
For a long ti after the call ended, Lu Haiqiao remained leaning against the wall.
She looked up when she heard a faint sound outside the window.
The rain that had just stopped fell again.
The initially fine drizzle gradually turned into a downpour.
Bean-sized raindrops pattered against the glass window, making pitter-patter sounds.
Lu Haiqiao stared at the window for a while before turning around and entering the bathroom.
Standing there, she turned on the shower and let the warm water wash over her body from head to toe.
How good would it be if her mories could be washed away by water like this?
Unfortunately, that wasn’t how it worked.
Even if she didn’t ntion or think about them, so things would forever be imprinted in her heart like a red-hot brand.
It hurt when she touched it.
It was as painful as tearing flesh.
At five o’clock the next morning, Lu Haiqiao changed into a simple black short-sleeved shirt and jeans and went out.
After the rain, the air in B City was exceptionally fresh.
Lu Haiqiao took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. The emotions that had been suppressed for the entire night were released for a mont.
As she walked out of the gate, she was about to hail a taxi when she heard a honk from the other side of the road.
She looked up and saw a black car parked by the street.
Lu Haiqiao took out her phone and coincidentally, a call ca in.
She picked up the call, and a hoarse voice with the characteristics of an old man ca out of the receiver. “Haiqiao, you’re very punctual.”
Lu Haiqiao straightened her back and stood rooted to the ground. Her gaze was fixed on the back seat of the black car. Through the car window, there seed to be figures moving.
“You’re on ti too.”
The old man chuckled. “Alright, get in the car. It’s going to rain soon.”
Hearing this, Lu Haiqiao smiled. “Thank you, sir.”
“Hey, why are you being so polite with , you naughty girl!”
Following the old man’s voice, the driver’s door of the black car opened and a man in casual clothes got out. He went around to the back seat and opened the door. The old man sitting inside was waving at her.
Lu Haiqiao hung up the phone and looked around before walking over.
After getting into the car, she greeted him politely, “Mr. Sancai, long ti no see.”
He was Wu Sancai, the author of “High Ridges of Mount Song”, which Lu Yunge had bought for 33 million USD not long ago.
Wu Sancai glanced at Lu Haiqiao before looking away. “You know it’s been a long ti, but you still didn’t visit .”
There was a hint of complaint in his voice.
“Oh, I know.” As the car started, Wu Sancai’s voice sounded in the car. “I’m old and not handso anymore, so you spent a lot of money to buy my painting, but you didn’t ask to deliver it to you personally. You even found a delivery service to pack it up. It’s obvious that you don’t want to see an old man.” Lu Haiqiao was speechless.
What package delivery? That was the delivery platform’s errand service!
Well…
Lu Haiqiao thought about it and looked embarrassed.
The two were essentially the sa.
However, at the ntion of that painting…
“Sir, there’s a question I’ve wanted to ask you for a long ti.”
When Wu Sancai heard this, he glanced at her. “Huh?”
Lu Haiqiao asked, “Why is the inscription of the painting ‘High Ridges of Mount Song’..
Before she could finish, Wu San suddenly interrupted her, “Hey, Xiao Chen, the road ahead is being repaired. Let’s take a detour..”
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