No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

Qiao Xun ran back to the rented house.

Far away, Shen Qing was waiting anxiously downstairs, holding an umbrella.

Qiao Xun slowed down: "Aunt Shen, why are you back?"

After returning home, Shen Qing wiped her hair with a towel and said, "I don't want to come back and have a look. It's raining so hard... why don't you take a taxi?"

Qiao Xun said lightly: "It's not easy to fight when it rains."

Shen Qing urged her to take a bath, and when she came out, he heated some soup to warm her up.

While Qiao Xun was drinking soup, Shen Qing hesitated and asked, "How's the matter between you and Lu Ze going?"

Qiao Xun paused.

Then she continued to drink the soup and whispered: "He refuses to divorce! I can't find anyone willing to take the divorce case for the time being, but I have applied for separation, and it will take up to two years... He can get divorced even if he refuses. "

Shen Qing didn't say anything more.

She silently applied medicine to Qiao Xun, and looking at the injury on her fingertip, Shen Qing's nose felt sore——

Back then, Qiao Xun was a talented student at the Conservatory of Music, and many famous artists wanted to take her in. Even the musical genius named Wei came to visit her several times.

Now...he's playing the piano in a place like that.

Qiao Xun saw her thoughts.

She comforted Shen Qing: "When dad recovers and my brother comes out, I will continue my studies!"

Shen Qing then smiled: "Auntie, I believe you! We will also be musicians by then."

Qiao Xun followed with a smile.

She hadn't smiled like this for a long time. When she smiled, two little tiger teeth were vaguely exposed, which was actually very cute.

Go back to the room.

She sat by the bed and carefully wiped the violin, cherishing it.

At this time, the cell phone rang. It was the manager of the performance company calling, saying that a high-end French restaurant would be opening tomorrow and asking for a better show.

The manager laughed and said: "I immediately think of you, Qiao Xun! You can earn 4 yuan for 5000 hours, which is money from the sky! Qiao Xun, I know you are short of money... let's split this matter [-]-[-]! It's interesting, right?" !”

4 yuan for 2500 hours...

Qiao Xun stood up immediately. She was usually not sociable, but now she also said a few soft words.

The manager specifically said: "Wear something nice tomorrow!"

Qiao Xun hummed.

After hanging up the phone, she couldn't help but pick up the violin and touch it again and again.

After being happy for a while, she went to pick out suitable clothes.

After searching for a long time, she saw the white silk shirt and black skirt... Qiao Xun looked and touched it, feeling a little dazed. This set of clothes was what she wore when she was Mrs. Lu.

It had been a long time since she had worn it again.

……

The next night, the high-end French restaurant located in the best section of City B was brightly lit.

The waiters shuttled back and forth carrying trays.

Qiao Xun wore a long silk dress, her black hair was tied behind her white neck, and she was adorned with a pair of pearl earrings. She looked surprisingly beautiful.

Under the crystal lamp, she looked gentle and beautiful while playing the violin.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass...

A black Bentley was parked outside. Lu Ze was leaning on the car and smoking. He was wearing a black shirt and black casual pants, which was a little more casual than his usual business attire.

Gray smoke was spit out and immediately torn apart by the night wind.

Lu Ze watched Qiao Xun play the piano for the first time.

The way he looked at her revealed a hint of a man's indecent attitude towards women, and a possessiveness that he didn't even know he had.

He didn't enter the restaurant, just stood outside and waited.

He saw that from time to time, men were impressed by Qiao Xun and handed her their business cards, but Qiao Xun refused with a smile. She just played her violin... Lu Ze was quite satisfied.

He thought that as long as Qiao Xun went home with him, he could pretend that her rebellion never happened.

At [-]:[-] p.m., the restaurant closed.

Qiao Xun put the piano away and said goodbye to the restaurant manager. The restaurant manager was quite satisfied with her and settled the money readily, saying that he would come back to her next time if there was a job.

Qiao Xun thanked him again.

She walked out of the restaurant. Lu Ze saw her coming out and slowly pinched out the cigarette. He was about to call her but someone beat him to it.

"Xiao Xun!"

Qiao Xun looked along the sound.

A few steps away, He Jitang parked the car, lowered the window and waved to her: "Get in the car! I'll take you back."

Qiao Xun felt it was too close.

Just as he was about to refuse, He Jitang took out a crisper box from the passenger seat: "My mother made handmade dumplings and your favorite celery filling. Let me deliver it to you."

Qiao Xun was a little embarrassed: "Auntie still remembers!"

He Jitang smiled gently, leaned forward and opened the passenger door: "Get in the car, I'm just on the way."

Qiao Xun couldn't refuse anymore.

She got into the car and fastened her seat belt: "I'm sorry to bother you."

He Jitang held the steering wheel with both hands and looked sideways at her holding the crisper box with warm eyes: "Open it and eat it when you're hungry. It's still hot."

Qiao Xun didn't want to appear too intimate, and besides, she was afraid of dirtying his car. She shook her head: "I want to go home and eat."

He Jitang did not force her and stepped on the accelerator gently. After a moment, he said briskly: "It's good to go home and eat slowly!"

The white BMW drove away slowly...

About ten meters away, Lu Ze looked at the direction the car was leaving, his expression so serious that he could shed tears.

He took his cell phone from the car and made a call. He soon received a reply.

Sure enough, it was just as he thought.

The boss behind this restaurant is He Jitang.

……

Probably because he was too tired, Qiao Xun actually fell asleep in the car.

The car stopped and she was still asleep.

He Jitang looked sideways at her, at her delicate but slightly haggard face, at her soft body dormant under the silk dress... He had never looked at a woman so openly.

In the past, Qiao Xun was just a little girl in his eyes.

But over the years, she grew into a mature woman, and it was Lu Ze who single-handedly trained her into the seductive look she is today.

He Jitang's mood was a little complicated.

He couldn't help but leaned forward, touched her fair and soft face lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Obviously I met you first."

Qiao Xun woke up.

She opened her eyes and looked around: "Arrived so soon?"

When she met He Jitang's eyes, she was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but tighten the lunch box in her hands.

Qiao Xun is a mature woman.

She's not slow.

The check for 200 million yuan, the handmade dumplings specially sent... It would be too reluctant to say that it is a relationship from the past.

Qiao Xun thought about it for a moment and said softly: "Brother Ji Tang, I can take care of things at home. Don't worry about it anymore in the future!"

He Jitang stared at her quietly.

They are both grown men and women, how could they not understand this meaning? Qiao Xun guessed what he was thinking and refused! Probably because he was worried about Lu Ze and was afraid of affecting him.

He Jitang did not embarrass her.

He tapped the lunch box in her hand and smiled slightly: "Okay! If you need anything, you can come to me!"

It would be impossible to say that Qiao Xun was not touched at all. Anyone will be grateful for the friendship that provides help in times of need.

It's just that the adult world always has too many worries.

Later, Qiao Xun stood in the night wind, watching the white BMW slowly drive away. After the car drove away, she slowly walked towards the old corridor.

The lights in the corridor have been broken for several days, and there is no property, so repairs are a little slow, and everything is pitch black!

Qiao Xun was about to turn on the light on his phone when his body was held by a strong male arm.

A few stumbles,

She was pressed against the corridor wall by a man.

Through a ray of moonlight through the window, Qiao Xun saw Lu Ze's angry face, as if he was trying to catch someone raped.

She reached out and pushed him: "Lu Ze, let me go!"

Lu Ze stared at her, his black eyes so cold that they could be tempered with ice. His hard male body squeezed the softness of the woman, and his whole posture was so shameful...

The lunch box slipped from Qiao Xun's hand.

Her two thin wrists were pinched and raised high, and they were firmly pinned to the top of her head.

The male body breath with a touch of aftershave sprayed behind her tender ears: "Because of him, you want to divorce me?"

Qiao Xun shook his head and was about to speak.

Suddenly, she let out a thin, long scream...