"Lu Tingchen!"

"Xu Xunran!" The two spoke in unison, his eyes surging with deep and complex emotions, staring at her.

The arms were stalemate for a long time, and finally loosened, and Lu Tingchen took the lead in compromising. Xu Xunran landed, raised his foot and was about to head towards the corridor on the other side, when his wrist was suddenly grabbed and he turned back to his gloomy face.

He took a deep breath and compromised, "Wait a minute! She paused, holding her breath......

"Make a wish, even if this loving drama is acted, please accompany me dutifully!" He said in a calm voice, with a hint of loss mixed between his words.

Xu Xunran frowned, her throat suddenly choked, her eyes were sour, and her heart was filled with inexplicable emotions, even she couldn't figure it out.

Acting? Yes, it's just a co-ordination drama.

"Okay." She answered, and walked away with a neat turn. The meager daylight fell in the corridor, and the warmth was too shallow for the two people indoors and outdoors to touch.

Xu Xunran stood on the side of the road, his hair ruffled by the wind, and reached out to stop a car.

"Master, Dust Garden Cemetery." The scenery outside the car window was receding, and the window was rolled down, and the sound of whirring was filled in my ears.

In a trance, she felt a familiar figure in her mind, and she only felt upset. Reciting the Tao, too, will you blame me?

Standing in front of the familiar tombstone, the corners of the photos embedded in it have been slightly yellowed, and the appearance of the young man is still in his mind.

"I thought that people should be soft on a person all their lives...... Am I doing something wrong? She muttered to herself.

Is it doing something wrong? Deliberately approaching Lu Tingchen, isn't it just to touch Yiran's heart?

But why? And then everything became what it is now? A gust of wind blew, as if a pair of soft hands touched his cheeks, making Xu Xunran in a trance.

Immediately after, the sound of shredded footsteps approached the grass branches, and they turned their heads sharply, and their eyes fell on a face that was almost perfectly replicated!

"Lin Yi?" She frowned slightly, surprised. If you are in a trance, I am afraid that you will mistake the other party for Zhou Yiran.

He was wearing a black shirt, suit pants, holding a cluster of sunflowers in his arms, and a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was very friendly.

"What a coincidence, Miss Xu." He nodded in acknowledgment. When he staggered away, Lin Yi glanced at the photo on the tombstone, and couldn't help but smile for a few seconds to freeze, and it returned to normal in an instant.

"This is Mr. Zhou Yiran? It's a pity to die young......" he lamented. Xu Xunran was still stunned, seeing Lin Yi in this situation, there was only one question in her heart, was it a coincidence?

"Miss Xu?" Seeing that she didn't react for a long time, Lin Yi asked tentatively in an accentuated tone. The wandering thoughts were instantly dragged back, and she hurriedly replied, "Yes, what a coincidence." Why is Mr. Lin here? ”

"Today is the death day of my parents, and I will come to the pillar incense." When he said this, Lin Yi's eyes darkened, and his smile became reluctant.

"Then I won't bother, let's go first." Xu Xunran bowed his head and wanted to leave on a detour. When he passed by Lin Yi's side, he suddenly said, "I am indeed too similar to Mr. Zhou, no wonder you admit your mistake." But this must be some kind of fate between us, don't you think? She frowned and stopped.

When he looked back at Lin Yi, he tightened the bouquet in his arms, nodded and said something to distance himself: "Mrs. Lu, I'll leave first." Xu Xunran didn't understand what this meant, and before he had time to ask more, Lin Yi left.

The weeds in front of Zhou Yiran's tomb were blown up, and Xu Xunran left the cemetery along the path, and the gloom in his heart became thick again.

…… In the evening, the project reception of the Lu's consortium has begun. The scandal is self-defeating, and the public relations department is really relieved, but the face work must always be done in a full set.

When Secretary Li went home to pick up Xu Xunran as planned, he found that she hadn't changed her dress at all, squatting in the corner of the balcony holding a bottle of red wine in a daze, stunned, and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Ma'am?" No response.

"Ma'am?"

"Huh? Secretary Li, you're here. Her cheeks were crimson, and she looked like she was almost drunk.

"The project cocktail party has begun, and Mr. Lu is waiting for you."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm going to change my clothes. She staggered and leaned against the wall before she steadied herself, and staggered towards the cloakroom.

Secretary Li, who watched it, was worried for a while, and returned to the living room to spin around. Lu Tingchen called to urge.

"Mr. Lu, Mrs. is drinking at home, she seems to be a little drunk." Secretary Li whispered while holding his mobile phone.

Lu Tingchen on the other end frowned, drank a glass of champagne and the attentive partner in front of him without clinking glasses, and walked towards the vent of Chaoyang Platform with the phone in his hand.

Loosening his neckline, he ordered in a cold voice: "She must come tonight!" Anger pressed on his chest, Lu Tingchen's face was gloomy, and the waiter brought a few glasses of champagne, and he drank them all in a sullen voice.

This cocktail party was originally scheduled to be held in early autumn, and it was regarded as a celebration banquet for the project, but in order to cover up the scandal as soon as possible, the cocktail party was advanced.

Therefore, Xu Xunran must come. He was waiting for her here. So, Lu Tingchen really stood on the platform, looking at the parking lot, until the familiar extended Bentley appeared, and he walked out quickly.

Xu Xunran was uncharacteristic tonight, and picked out a bewitching evening dress, with her breasts half exposed, and most of her back was lightly wrapped in see-through tulle, which was charming and moving.

Holding on to the car door, his curls were pulled back, and his face was slightly red. Drunken eyes looked at Lu Tingchen with some confusion,

"Am I late?" In the 6 years of marriage, she has never really decorated herself exquisitely in front of him, let alone appeared as gorgeous as she does now.

In a moment of amazement in his eyes, when she came, her steps were unsteady and she almost fell. Lu Tingchen quickly stepped forward to support him, and suddenly said, "Look at the road." ”

"Hah...... It doesn't matter, I can walk in a straight line. She spoke. But in fact, half of the road leading from the parking lot to the cocktail party, Xu Xunran was almost half hung on Lu Tingchen.

When I entered, there was a fun game going on at the reception. All light sources were turned off, and only the sound of the piano was playing in the darkness, lingering over the entire scene melodiously and gracefully.

This is just right, so as not to explain Xu Xunran's late arrival, the reporter's speculation.

"You go down, I'll come." Lu Tingchen whispered to Secretary Li. Pulled Xu Xunran's slender arms on his shoulders, and slowly moved into the dance floor with his waist and limbs.

"Dance?" She asked, accompanied by a burst of alcohol. She really drank too much. Because in the next second, she took the initiative to go upstairs to his neck, put her lips closer, and moved her feet lightly, spinning on the dance floor.

An ambiguity clamoured between the two, and the limbs subconsciously touched and rubbed, and Lu Tingchen moved with her backhand.

He suddenly approached,

"Not divorced?" I don't want to ask, but I can't help it.

"Away. But I still have to do enough drama before the divorce! ”