Chapter 267
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"But Mr. Lu, the staff found it in the back seat of your car when you were washing it."
If the recording pen didn't belong to Qiao Anxia, then it belonged to Qiao Anhao... Lu Jinnian furrowed his brows, and his footsteps came to a halt. He reached his hand out to grab the recording pen from the assistant's hand, and strode towards the elevator.
Back at Huan Ying Entertainment, Lu Jinnian's desk was piled with several urgent documents. By the time he finished dealing with them, it was already 4: 30 in the afternoon.
Lu Jinnian raised his hand and rubbed his tired brows. He lazily leaned into the office chair, and sat quietly for about five minutes. He sat up straight, and casually turned on his computer. Then, he caught a glimpse of the recording pen he had casually placed on his desk.
Lu Jinnian hesitated for a moment, but he didn't enter the computer password. Instead, he picked up the recording pen.
The recording pen looked like it had been bought for a while, and there were some parts that were already worn out.
Lu Jinnian held the recording pen in front of him, but he couldn't tell if it belonged to Qiao Anhao or Qiao Anxia. It was inevitable for people to be curious. Even though Lu Jinnian knew that since it was left in the car, he had to return it to its owner, but he still couldn't help but press the play button.
A rustling sound came from the recording pen. After about ten seconds, Lu Jinnian heard a familiar voice call a name he couldn't be more familiar with. "Qiao Qiao, what exactly do you want to say to me?"
It was Xu Jiamu's voice. His voice was magnetic and pleasant to the ear.
Qiao Anhao's voice didn't come from the recording pen, it was still the same "rustling" sound. After a while, Xu Jiamu urged, "Qiao Qiao, hurry up and say what you want to say. Why did you close the door?"
"Yo, Qiao Qiao, when did you take the initiative to pour water for me?"
"Brother Jiamu, be serious, I really have something to say to you." Qiao Anhao's voice finally came from the recording pen. It was soft, and carried a hint of tenderness.
"Alright, alright, alright, I'll be serious." With Xu Jiamu's indulgent tone, the boy coughed in all seriousness. "Alright, I'm serious now. Come on, Qiao Qiao, I'm all ears."
The recording pen was silent for a long while before Qiao Anhao's gentle voice rang out. "It's said that everyone's existence in the world is for another person to appear. I think that my appearance is for your existence."
In that instant, Lu Jinnian's expression froze. He stared blankly at the recording pen.
Xu Jiamu's reply didn't come from the recording pen, but Qiao Anhao's voice. Sentence after sentence, she continued to speak.
"I don't have any big dreams. I just hope to be with you."
"I don't have that much literary talent either. I just want to say that I want to be able to love you as much as I do now after 50 years."
"I think, in this life, there will never be another person like you, who I will love deeply."
"You don't know, but ever since the day I met you, everything I've done has been to get close to you."
"I've had many dreams, and every dream had you in it. I've had many fantasies, and every time I fantasized about being with you. I've made many wishes, and every wish was for you to love me."
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