Chapter 428
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Of course, the assistant knew what Lu Jinnian was thinking, so he didn't wait for Lu Jinnian to make his decision. After a short pause, he continued, "Mr. Lu, Mr. Lin, who is having dinner tonight, got into an argument with someone at the Capital Clubhouse. Why don't we go to Golden Lounge?"
The assistant's words were clearly in line with Lu Jinnian's thoughts, but Lu Jinnian's face didn't reveal the slightest hint of happiness. Instead, after hearing the assistant's words, he fell silent for a moment, as though he didn't care, and nodded lightly.
Of course, the assistant didn't have the guts to expose Lu Jinnian's hypocrisy, so he took out his phone and booked a private room at the Golden Lounge.
The car fell silent once again, but the atmosphere wasn't as tense as before.
When the assistant looked at Lu Jinnian through the rearview mirror, he still had his head turned, staring out the window, but the gloominess that had accumulated in his eyes for the past few days seemed to have dissipated a little.
The assistant, who had just criticized Lu Jinnian for being too good at pretending, suddenly felt a trace of sadness in his heart.
He clearly didn't like places like the Golden Lounge, didn't like playing cards, and even more so didn't like a stranger sitting next to him throwing herself into his arms. But because he knew that she was going to the Golden Lounge tonight, he had to go.
He clearly knew that even if they were in the same place, the two of them might not even bump into each other, but he just wanted to be closer to her. Just by doing so, he felt a little better.
The assistant majored in science and engineering, which was a serious bias. His language skills were terrible, but at that moment, for some reason, a sad, yet beautiful sentence from Eileen Chang appeared in his mind: When you love someone, you will humble yourself to the ground, and then a flower will bloom.
But Mr. Lu has been humble for so many years, why hasn't a flower bloomed yet?
What kind of stubbornness was it that allowed him to persevere for so many years when he clearly couldn't see the slightest bit of hope?
The more the assistant thought about it, the more depressed he became. Then, he silently cursed in his heart. What a f * cking f * cker. He was a man with a wife and a child. His salary wasn't low either. He lived a good life. Was he so bored that his balls hurt? He was actually grieving over a man.
Qiao Anxia booked a comprehensive private room with a chess room and a small karaoke room.
The group excitedly hugged the microphone and shouted a few times, then ran over to play cards. Qiao Anhao wasn't interested, so she sat by the side to watch TV.
Qiao Anxia's luck must be pretty good. Her excited screams could be heard from time to time.
Xu Jiamu sat in front of Qiao Anxia. He wasn't sure if it was because he hadn't played for a long time, or because he wasn't in his best condition tonight, but he lost every round. In the end, he passed his cards to the person watching from behind.
Xu Jiamu picked up a bottle of beer, tilted his head back and downed half of it in one go. When he saw Qiao Anhao sitting alone on the sofa, hugging a pillow and watching the television, he walked over and sat beside her.
Qiao Anhao liked an old movie where Song Xiangsi played the female lead. At that time, Song Xiangsi was still very young. Even though her acting skills weren't as mature and skilled as they were now, she still had the talent of a master.
Xu Jiamu stared at the screen, at Song Xiangsi, who was beaming with joy, and felt his heart tighten.
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