When Nan Chu saw this explosive news, his first reaction was not gloating, but being stunned.

Even she found it sudden.

Seeing her staring at her phone with a stiff expression, Lu Zhilu lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Nan Chu slowly raised his head and said in a somewhat mechanical tone: "Ye Xuechu fell down at C's Asia Pacific press conference tonight."

Hearing this, Lu Zhilu also frowned slightly, but his eyes were calm, just suspicious, "How could she make such a big mistake?"

"I don't know... I've seen her shows, and her catwalks are really steady, so it shouldn't be like this."

Is it...

Nan Chu looked at Lu Zhilu speculatively.

Lu Zhilu raised his eyebrows: "No way, can you put the blame on me?"

Nan Chu said: "Maybe she still misses you. Terminating the contract today hurts her."

On the way back to Lanting Villa.

Nan Chu flipped through his Weibo and found that Ye Xuechu's fall had completely ruined his career. It would be difficult for him to get back on his feet in the future.

In fact, she hated Ye Xuechu very much. After all, she was her love rival. This woman was cunning and had bullied her by taking advantage of Lu Zhilu's indifference towards her.

But in the final analysis, Lu Zhilu had no feelings for her at the beginning, and Ye Xuechu was just using his power to gain influence.

The trouble is caused by the man's lack of sense of boundaries, so why should two women fight each other?

Seeing Ye Xuechu's fate now, it was hard for Nan Chu to applaud. He just felt that life was unpredictable. The woman who was so glamorous, proud and glittering on the catwalk had fallen from her professional altar because of a man.

Putting aside her personal relationship with Ye Xuechu, it was hard not to feel regretful just because of the serious mistake she made tonight.

Nan Chu looked at Lu Zhilu who was driving.

He didn't ask about Ye Xuechu's fall on the catwalk, probably because he was indifferent. In fact, she admired Lu Zhilu very much. He was able to be completely indifferent to the person he once truly loved and they had really broken up.

Sober and realistic, this is where the charm lies, and this is also where the horror lies.

The black Cullinan quickly drove to Lanting Villa.

After being away from here for more than a year, Nan Chu felt a little melancholy when he returned here.

After Lu Zhilu parked the car, he saw her standing at the door and not going in. She just stood there blankly for a long time, then hugged her from behind, "What are you looking at? Don't you recognize your own home?"

Nan Chu pointed to a corner in the yard and recalled, "I remember there used to be a big vat there with a few lotus flowers blooming in it and a lot of fish. How come it's gone?"

Lu Zhilu said honestly: "After the divorce, there was no one in this house. I usually lived in the old house, and Mrs. Chen also went home for the holidays. After a summer, there was no water in the tank. The lotus died, and the fish died too."

"Why don't you take care of it? It's just a matter of adding some water."

Lu Zhilu looked at her and laughed: "When people are sad, they don't notice these things. Even if they notice them, they are too lazy to take care of these trivial matters. Isn't this waiting for you to come back and take care of it, mistress?"

Nan Chu's ears felt slightly hot, and he called her "Mistress" and she felt like she was stepping on cotton. "Then I can't go back to the capital for the time being."

He imitated her tone: "I know, you still need to study."

"..."

This person is not a decent person.

Lu Zhilu took her hand and went into the house. "Come home. Nothing has changed at home. I knew you were coming over this week, so I asked Sister Chen to come back and have someone clean it up. I didn't move your things either."

After entering the door, when Nan Chu changed his shoes, he found that the shoe cabinet was still filled with rows of red-soled high-heeled shoes, and not a single pair was thrown away.

It is still the same as it was before I left.

After she changed into her slippers, Lu Zhilu had already pulled her upstairs: "Let's go check on your bags?"

Nan Chu: "..."

Into the jewelry room.

The bags were still neatly placed in their own little compartments.

Nan Chu pointed casually at a small vegetable basket with a blue and silver buckle of the Holy Grail, whose origin he could not quite remember, and said, "Guess it's just because of what you did?"

"..."

Now it was Lu Zhilu's turn to be speechless.

He really doesn't remember.

Just as he was scratching his brow with his fingers and trying to recall, Nan Chu saw how hard he was trying and laughed out loud: "Actually, I don't remember it either!"

Lu Zhilu hugged her tightly and pinched the soft flesh on her waist, "You are teasing me, right?"

Nan Chu felt very itchy and twisted and dodged for several times. When their eyes met, Lu Zhilu's eyes darkened and he pushed her against the cabinet and kissed her.

The atmosphere in the room was filled with ambiguity.

Nan Chu was breathless from the kiss and was almost powerless in his arms. She bit Lu Zhilu's lower lip as punishment and said softly, "I don't want to buy bags anymore in the future."

Lu Zhilu's heart softened, and he responded, "Don't carry these bags anymore. I'll buy you new ones and give them new meaning."

"But—there's one you don't need to throw away."

Nan Chu was curious about which one it was.

Lu Zhilu had already taken out the crocodile skin tender yellow silver buckle Mini-kelly from the compartment above her head.

"You asked me for this bag when you were drunk, and I carried you on my back for a long way to the mall to buy it. You can't blame me for this, right?"

Nan Chu remembered that time.

That time she went out drinking with Qiao Yu and got drunk. When she got home she vomited all over him, according to Mrs. Chen.

She held this one and muttered, "Why is it that when I asked the salesperson for it, the salesperson said it was out of stock, but you can buy it if you go buy it?"

Lu Zhilu said jokingly in a slightly exaggerated tone: "If she doesn't sell it, I will buy her store and see if there is any. If there is, then she is defrauding customers, and I will have a reason to fire her. How can she not sell it?"

"..."

This really seems like something he could do.

Nan Chu was looking down at the bag. Lu Zhilu took the bag from her arms and put it aside. He put his big hand around her waist and said in a hoarse voice, "What's so good about a bag? Did you miss me this week?"

Nan Chu refused to say: "I miss Lu Ruzhuo. Can you bring him over from the Lu family tomorrow so I can see him?"

Lu Zhilu had his own way to deal with her evasiveness: "Okay, but you have to tell me now, do you miss me?"

"...What if you say you don't want to?"

Lu Zhilu: "You try it."

He has a threatening look in his eyes.

Nan Chu was scared. She hugged his neck with both hands, stood on tiptoe to kiss him, and admitted it in a very low voice, saying one word: "I do."

"I didn't hear you. Are you a mosquito? You can only buzz?"

Nan Chu: "..."

Fuck him.

She blushed, "You just asked me if I missed you, what about you? Do you miss me?"

Lu Zhilu picked her up and kissed her, his kiss was particularly sweet.

"Can't you feel it? Why do you even need to ask?"

Nan Chu felt hot all over, "I want to hear you say it."

Lu Zhilu: "Yes, I miss you."

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