novelraw Chapter 141 You know best
Chapter 141 You know best
Lu Xiran spent the weekend with Jin Qiqi's family.
Yinuo has grown a little more than last month. Lu Xiran played with building blocks with him and didn't get angry when he pulled her hair. She just smiled and pried open his little fingers one by one.
Jin Qiqi watched from the side and suddenly sighed.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Jin Qiqi rested her chin on a cushion, staring blankly at a certain spot. "I just feel that the children you have in the future will definitely be especially cute."
Lu Xiran paused for a moment.
Then I continued to play with Yinuo building blocks.
She didn't tell Jin Qiqi what Gu Yanshen had said.
She had been saying all along that she wanted to become in-laws with Lu Xiran.
However, considering that Gu Yanshen and Gu Yanxu are cousins, this idea was abandoned in order to avoid consanguineous marriage.
On Sunday evening, she went back to Lin Chen's house.
The phone was silent; there were no messages.
It's been three days.
Gu Yanshen didn't send her a single message for three whole days.
Excessive.
Lu Xiran threw her phone onto the bed, then picked it up again and opened that familiar chat window.
She typed a line, then deleted it. She typed another line, then deleted it again.
In the end, nothing was sent.
Row.
She was also sulking and didn't say a word.
Let him know that even if they are just lovers
—She has a temper too.
On Monday morning, Lu Xiran went to the site because she needed to make a few changes to some details.
The sun was shining brightly, and the workers had already begun construction. She was holding a measuring instrument, squatting in front of the wall in the living room, calculating data.
When she's focused on her work, she can temporarily stop thinking about that person.
At least that's what she told herself.
A pair of high heels suddenly stopped in front of her.
Black, with a stiletto heel, and the upper is studded with tiny rhinestones.
Lu Xiran's gaze followed the shoes upwards. Long, slender legs, a knee-length dress, exquisite makeup—
Song Zhihe.
She lowered her head and continued taking measurements.
"You know perfectly well that this is Yan Shen and my marital home," Song Zhihe's voice came from above, neither loud nor soft, "why did you still get involved in this project?"
Lu Xiran paused for a moment, then continued measuring and modifying the design drawings as if nothing had happened.
"This is my job. If Ms. Song has any objections, she can go and report it to General Manager Shen."
"A job?" Song Zhihe sneered. "You quit this project, and I'll give you a million."
Lu Xiran finally raised her head and looked at her as if she were a not-so-bright child.
"One million?"
She smiled softly, a smile that contained no anger, only a faint hint of helplessness.
"Miss Song, the thing I have in abundance is probably money."
Song Zhihe's expression changed.
"Then why are you doing your project in the marital home your ex-husband gave to your current partner? Don't you feel uncomfortable?"
"I don't need to explain my job choice to you." Lu Xiran lowered her head and continued measuring, her tone as indifferent as if she were talking about the weather. "Besides, if you keep bothering me like this, I'll be the one people misunderstand, won't I? After all, what real fiancée has time to come to a construction site to cause trouble for her ex-wife?"
"you--"
"Ms. Song," Lu Xiran straightened up and gestured for her to leave, "please don't disturb my work any further."
Song Zhihe took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in her heart.
"Looks like you haven't changed at all; you're still as self-righteous as ever."
She took a step forward.
"What do you think you are? His white moonlight? His unattainable love?"
Lu Xiran didn't look at her.
"Lu Xiran, don't forget, the only reason you were with him was because you look like me. He dumped you three years ago because of me too. I admit, men are all inherently flawed; they want more than they have." Song Zhihe paused deliberately, a meaningful smile playing on her lips. "Right now, you're nothing more than his pastime."
Lu Xiran finally raised her head.
Those eyes were calm, as calm as a stagnant pool.
"Then why did you come to see me?"
Her voice was very soft.
"If what you're saying is true, if you're really that sure, why did you come here?"
Song Zhihe's smile froze for a moment.
"After all, your ex-wife is a special case, I'm just reminding you."
Lu Xiran stopped looking at her and continued taking measurements.
"Thank you, I received it."
Song Zhihe gritted her teeth.
"But don't get me wrong, if someone truly loves you, how could they bear not giving you a formal commitment? Three years have passed, and what have you gained?"
Lu Xiran paused for a moment.
It only lasted for a moment.
Then she continued her actions, looking up at Song Zhihe.
"So now that you have a legitimate status, are you happy?"
Song Zhihe's face turned pale.
"Lu Xiran, I just feel that you were once the eldest daughter of the Lu family, why would you lower yourself to become a mistress?"
Lu Xiran put down the measuring instrument in her hand and finally looked at her properly.
"Song Zhihe, I want to ask yourself that question too. Three years ago, you were already a top star, and you still did things like putting underwear in people's clothes and drugging them. Back then, we were a legally married couple."
She paused.
"And—why haven't you gotten married after three years? He loves children so much, why didn't you have one for him? How long did Gu Yanshen spend with you on your birthday?"
Song Zhihe's face was drained of color.
"Heh... I had an event to attend that day, so I let him go find you to have some fun. You don't think he abandoned me for you, do you?" Her voice was a little tense. "And what about these past two days? Where has he been, who has he been with? Do you even know?"
Lu Xiran began packing her things.
"You don't need to show off in front of me."
She rolled up the drawings and put them in her bag.
"Song Zhihe, I was once loved by him with all my heart. I know what it's like to truly love someone."
She looked up at Song Zhihe.
Those eyes held pity, certainty, and a penetrating power that left no room for escape.
"You know best what's going on between you and him. You don't need to tell me."
She turned and left.
"etc!"
Lu Xiran didn't stop walking.
"Don't you care where Aunt Yun is?"
Lu Xiran finally stopped.
She didn't turn around.
He simply stood there, waiting for the next sentence.
Song Zhihe watched that figure from behind and slowly curved the corners of her mouth into a smile.
Finally, she responded.