Lu Jinwen's gaze landed on Lu Qi 'er and he sized her up. Because of her mother, he hadn't seen her properly for so many years. In fact, he didn't even want to see her.
He was afraid that he would be reminded of her mother when he saw her.
But looking at her now, she didn't resemble her mother at all. He couldn't even find a shadow of her mother in her.
Not only in appearance, but even their personalities were different.
He didn't know who she had inherited her stupidity from.
If she could inherit even a little bit of her mother's intelligence, Gu Mohan would already be hers.
Back then, her mother was unparalleled in beauty and had charmed many men.
Lu Jinwen retracted his gaze. "You're on your own now."
He walked out of the door.
…
Lu Jinwen walked along the corridor, his expression calm. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Hubby …"
At this moment, he heard a gentle voice calling out to him.
Lu Jinwen suddenly stopped in his tracks.
The man's footsteps were steady and calm. His sudden stop was very abrupt.
"Hubby …"
It was another gentle voice calling out to him.
Lu Jinwen's eardrums twitched. His tall figure slowly turned around, his deep almond-shaped eyes accurately and sharply sweeping across the ward in front of him.
"Hubby …"
That gentle voice called out to him for the third time. This wasn't an illusion, it was … real.
Lu Jinwen turned around and walked towards the ward.
His shiny leather shoes squeaked as he stepped on the slightly mottled ground. The path to the ward wasn't considered long, but time seemed to have traveled back in time to more than 30 years ago.
At that time, Lu Jinwen was synonymous with the business era. His mother had gone to the temple to burn incense and he had accompanied her.
It was a snowy day and the entire temple was covered in pure white snow. Qingqing's mother was burning incense and he stood in the snow with a black cloak draped over his shoulders. His outstanding figure attracted all the female worshippers.
"Benefactor, since fate has brought us together, how about I read your fortune today?" At this moment, an eminent monk walked over.
He looked back and glanced at the senior monk. Because he was bored, he casually said a few words, "Then what do you think I should do?"
The high monk smiled. "The people of the world ask for divinations for their future and for their safety. I see that benefactor is high up in the heavens and has the bearing of a dragon or phoenix. Benefactor naturally doesn't need to ask about your future. How about I tell benefactor's marriage fate?"
Marriage Divination.
As the eldest son of the Lu family, he was a genius, but Mommy Qingqing had always been nagging about his marriage. Even though there were thousands of women in this world, there was not a single one that caught his eye.
He nodded. "Alright."
The senior monk handed him the bamboo stick in his hand. "Benefactor, please draw a stick."
He reached out and took out a bamboo stick.
The sign was written in Sanskrit. The monk glanced at it, smiled, and pointed at the bead curtain in front of him. "Almsgiver, walk forward, straight ahead."
He looked at the eminent monk doubtfully. From his point of view, divination was nothing but a trick to deceive people.
But he still took a step forward, walking towards the bead curtain.
His slender fingers parted the golden bead curtains and the jade beads collided with each other, emitting a crisp, joyful sound. He lifted his eyelids to take a look. There were all sorts of red ribbons tied around the marriage tree and a beautiful figure knelt on the golden praying mat. The girl wore a bright red cloak and her silky hair was tucked behind her snow-white earlobes. Her fair hands were hugging onto a bamboo skewer and the girl was mumbling something — -
"Moon God, Moon God, I heard that you're in charge of human marriage, but are there too many people? You didn't see me. Hurry up and look at me. Please bestow me a husband, I want a husband, I want a husband, I want a husband!"
With that, the girl slowly turned her eyes, and as if it was fated, she saw him.
He lifted the bead curtain and also saw her. He saw a devastatingly beautiful face that could cause the downfall of a nation.
What the both of them didn't know was that the high monk sighed and shook his head when he saw this scene. "A single glance can ruin a lifetime. Love has always been deep, but fate is short. It's a sin."
The high monk floated away.
The past scene played out clearly in his mind. At this moment, Lu Jinwen arrived at the door of the ward. He stretched out his large palm and placed it on the doorknob.
He didn't know why he had come. It was just like how he didn't know why he had to lift the bead curtain thirty years ago. He hadn't heard the soft voice of 'Hubby' for thirty years, but it sounded exactly the same as that woman's.
He pushed open the door of the ward.
In the ward, a few nurses were chatting and laughing. His almond-shaped eyes scanned the room, but he didn't find the person he was looking for.
His almond-shaped eyes lowered, and he closed the door. His thin lips curved into a self-deprecating smile. He felt as if he had been possessed.
He must have been hallucinating just now.
…
"Hubby, hubby …" Tang Mo 'er was looking for Gu Mohan. She had asked a few nurses just now, and they said that Gu Mohan was here.
But why couldn't she find him?
This was a staircase, right? Her fair hands touched the staircase, and she lifted her slender legs, wanting to go down.
At this moment, Gu Mohan arrived. Seeing that she was about to go down the staircase, he promptly moved his thin lips. "Mo 'er, didn't I tell you not to run around and wait for me? You didn't listen to me again."
"Hubby, you're here. Where did you go? I've been looking for you for a long time." Tang Mo 'er instantly smiled.
Gu Mohan stood at the bottom of the staircase. He clapped his hands and opened his strong arms. "Come, pounce down, I'll catch you."
Pounce down.
If she couldn't catch him, she was going to fall miserably.
She bit down on her moist red lips with her pearly white teeth. She closed her eyes and her slender body directly pounced on him.
In the next second, she was in a broad and warm embrace. The man's strong arms carried her to the top of the staircase. He was standing on flat ground, and even then, she was still shorter than him. His soft thin lips kissed her little face. "You're so naughty, do you want me to punish you?"
Gu Mohan squeezed her slender waist with his large palms.
Tang Mo 'er was ticklish. She giggled and hid in his arms. "Hubby, I was wrong. Don't punish me, alright?"
Hearing her pleading, Gu Mohan wrapped his arms around her slender waist and pulled her into his embrace. Bending down, he buried his head in the woman's delicate neck and nuzzled it. He murmured, "Don't move, let hubby hug you."
Tang Mo 'er didn't move. She knew that he was in a bad mood. Actually, she was in a bad mood too. An' an and Shiyu were both suffering.
A delicate hand hugged him back, while the other hand patted the man's handsome back gently, as if she was coaxing a child.
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