novellhall Chapter 128 I Miss You So Much
Chapter 128 I Miss You So Much
This was the first time Lu Guoqiang had ever seen such a delicate and pitiful girl. The girls in their compound were all tough women, each one fierce and shrewish.
Lin Wei's actions gave him a great sense of accomplishment.
He stepped in and saved her from dire straits.
"Get up quickly." He stepped forward to help the person up. "It's nothing, don't be so polite. Come, sit down, sit down and let's talk."
He helped the person up and sat them down, and then exchanged a few more pleasantries with them, which made Kong Yazhen very impatient.
"Guoqiang, I just got back and need to go home right away. If you have any questions, just ask her."
Kong Yazhen was still in a hurry to find Guan Jing and Lu Congyue. With Lin Wei as leverage, she didn't believe Lu Congyue would dare to raise his voice at her.
When she arrived at the hospital, she learned that Lu Congyue had passed away.
Kong Yazhen was so angry that her vision blurred. She suppressed her anger and said a few words of concern to Lu Sheng before pulling Guan Jing out to find a quiet place to talk.
"Aunt Guan, what should we do now? Do I have to go back to him again? I'm very busy with work and can't keep taking time off."
Guan Jing noticed Kong Yazhen's impatience. It made sense; someone from her background had no patience to coax a man like Lu Congyue.
Guan Jing smiled and took her hand to comfort her. She then asked about what had happened after she left. Only then did she learn that the embroidery she had painstakingly found had been rejected by a foreign expert, who had only accepted a gift from one person: Zhuang Qingxiang.
"Aunt Guan, I think that Zhuang Qingxiang is not simple. She's a widow from the countryside, not only can she do exquisite embroidery, but she can also cook Western food. Do you think that's normal?"
"Of course it's not normal," Guan Jing said calmly. "Just like you said, her background is not simple."
Kong Yazhen's heart skipped a beat: "What do you mean?"
Guan Jing then explained the investigation into Zhuang Qingxiang, thereby assuring everyone that there was absolutely no possibility between Lu Congyue and Zhuang Qingxiang.
Kong Yazhen had no impression of the surname "Zhuang". She only knew that if Lu Congyue insisted on being with Lu Congyue, his future would be ruined.
She smiled and said, "Aunt Guan, this is only part of the information you found in Beijing. I estimate that digging deeper will uncover even more secrets, don't you think?"
Guan Jing patted her hand and smiled, "I understand. Don't worry, I've already had people investigate. After we finish investigating in the capital, we'll go there to investigate as well. We'll find out the truth soon. When that happens, Cong Yue will definitely realize that marrying you is the right choice for him."
"Then I'll wait for good news," Kong Yazhen said with a smile, "but it has to be soon."
"Don't worry, don't worry," Guan Jing replied with a smile.
In the capital, someone began investigating the Zhuang family and their affairs. Zhuang Qingxiang felt uneasy, as if she had a premonition. She tossed and turned at night, unable to sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she dreamed that she had a big sign around her neck and was being pulled into a car and driven around the city. Many people threw rotten eggs and vegetable leaves at her.
This was a scene she had witnessed when she went to the county town before, which frightened her so much that she never dared to go into the city again and stayed at home without even leaving the house.
After enduring two days of anxiety without any other incidents, she reassured herself not to be overly alarmed and that nothing might actually happen.
That evening, Zhuang Qingxiang and Xiao Qianyue had just started eating dinner when there was a knock on the courtyard gate.
Zhuang Qingxiang's heart skipped a beat, and the chopsticks in her hand fell to the ground.
Little Qian Yue looked at her, puzzled, as she sat there in a daze: "Mom, what's wrong? Someone's knocking on the door."
Zhuang Qingxiang snapped out of her daze: "Ah... Mother heard that..."
"I'll go open the door!" Xiao Qianyue offered to help, and before Zhuang Qingxiang could speak, she dashed out to open the door.
A moment later, Xiao Qianyue's joyful shout came from outside.
"Uncle Lu! Mother, Uncle Lu is back!"
Zhuang Qingxiang was startled and suddenly stood up to look outside.
As the sun set, its afterglow shone on the returning man, making him so handsome that it was almost unbearable to look at.
Zhuang Qingxiang watched without blinking as the man strode into the house, carrying a child in one arm and luggage in the other. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but no sound came out.
Lu Congyue stared intently at Zhuang Qingxiang. Although he was smiling at the excited little girl and answering her questions, his gaze was fixed on Zhuang Qingxiang.
I've missed you terribly since I last saw you.
When I was away, I didn't realize how much I missed her and this home. Now I know. A day apart feels like three autumns, and a day apart feels like crazy with longing.
Lu Congyue's Adam's apple bobbed, and he finally managed to pull himself together from the little girl's question to say to Zhuang Qingxiang, "I'm back."
His voice was slightly hoarse, and his gaze was deep.
Zhuang Qingxiang nodded, her ears slightly red. "You...you haven't eaten yet, have you?"
"No..." Lu Congyue glanced at the dining table, smiled, "Wait a moment, I bought some things, I'll get them ready soon."
After saying that, she went to the kitchen.
Little Qian Yue asked excitedly, "Mom, what delicious food did Uncle Lu buy?"
Zhuang Qingxiang tapped her nose: "You'll find out soon enough, don't rush."
No sooner had she finished speaking than Lu Congyue's voice rang out: "Zhuang Qingxiang, come to the kitchen, I can't find something."
Zhuang Qingxiang hurriedly agreed and then instructed Xiao Qianyue to take good care of her younger brother. Now that the two children are a bit older and can roll over, they are very restless and cannot be left alone for a while.
After giving her instructions, she hurried to the kitchen.
"Can't find anything... um..."
As soon as she reached the kitchen door, a large hand grabbed her and pulled her inside; the man's warm body embraced her.
Zhuang Qingxiang was so startled by his words that she almost cried out. She playfully slapped him and tried to break free.
Lu Congyue wouldn't let go, biting her ear and saying, "Hold me for a while..."
"The child is waiting for dinner." Zhuang Qingxiang's cheeks flushed.
"Just for a moment." Lu Congyue pressed himself tightly against her, leaving no gap between them. "I wanted to hug you like this the moment I saw you."
Zhuang Qingxiang also wanted to.
When she saw him walking towards her bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, she wanted to throw herself into his arms.
I suppose he's just like her.
Zhuang Qingxiang let him have his way, obediently letting him hug and hold her.
She was so honest and obedient that Lu Congyue couldn't help but feel a little helpless.
He never expected himself to be such an impatient person.
He hadn't thought about it every day while he was away, but as soon as he came back and saw her, he started thinking about it again.
Thinking about it makes my whole body ache.
I'm going crazy thinking about it.
Zhuang Qingxiang realized something was wrong with him and immediately began to struggle.
"Stop fooling around."
"I've thought about it, don't you?" Lu Congyue asked, still unwilling to give up, as he held her waist tightly.
Zhuang Qingxiang blushed bright red and pinched him hard: "Yueyue will be coming to call for help soon."
No sooner had the words left her mouth than little Qian Yue's clear, childlike voice rang out: "Mommy, Uncle Lu, what are you looking for? Do you need Yueyue's help?"
Lu Congyue: "..."
Zhuang Qingxiang chuckled: "She's still wondering what delicious food you bought."
Lu Congyue sighed and let go: "I bought a roast chicken, I'll give her a big chicken leg later."
Seeing his gloomy face, Zhuang Qingxiang felt a pang of sympathy and took the initiative to hug his neck, looking up at him.