Chapter 677: Chapter 676: Director Lu’s Misunderstanding
Xia Weibao’s lips curled up slightly.
In this other world, she was no longer alone, she finally had a ho of her own.
After Lu Hualiang finished washing the sheets and threw them into the dryer, he ca out to see Xia Weibao sitting at the vanity, combing her hair.
He walked over.
Xia Weibao turned her head, gave him a sweet smile, and then shook the peach wood comb in her hand.
“Husband, co and help comb my hair.”
He used to love combing her hair the most, also with this comb.
It was the token of their love, after all.
He said, as long as his love for her didn’t fade, the peach wood comb would not rot, and it turned out to be true.
Looking at the girl’s charmingly smiling face, Lu Hualiang’s heart was pierced sharply.
This comb, it belonged to the man in her heart.
So, he was still just a stand-in.
Last night she was so forward, giving her virginity to him.
Just now she also said she loved him.
He had thought that she had accepted him in her heart, rather than seeing him as a stand-in for that man.
But it turned out, he was being wishful.
With a sowhat self-deprecating laugh, it was a foreseen outco, why bother deceiving himself any further?
At least, she stayed, didn’t she?
“Okay.”
As he opened his mouth, he found his throat a bit dry, his mouth filled with bitterness.
The loss in his eyes quickly concealed, and by the ti Xia Weibao looked at him, there was no sign of anything amiss.
Xia Weibao didn’t notice anything unusual about him, handed the peach wood comb to him, and gave him a sweet smile.
Then she turned around, watching him groom her in the mirror.
Her hair was very straight, the roots soft, the unprocessed natural hair quality draping smoothly down to her waist.
It felt comfortable to touch.
Lu Hualiang moved gently, sowhat distracted by the three thousand strands of hair before him.
To sit before a mirror and be grood, with heads lifted in perfect harmony.
What a blissful scene.
How wonderful it would have been if he were the man in her heart if he were the one she wanted to comb her hair.
Alas, he couldn’t find his way into her heart.
“Does my hair look nice?”
Xia Weibao wore a shy smile typical of a young girl.
She used to have very smooth and black hair that His Majesty loved to play with every ti he combed it for her.
The hair of this body was also beautiful like before.
Looking at herself in the mirror, along with the man combing her hair, it was as if she had returned to a thousand years ago.
The days in the Imperial Harem when His Majesty and she grood each other before a mirror.
A full sense of happiness almost spilled out from her heart.
Xia Weibao’s smile was as sweet as honey, bubbling up, even the bubbles were pink.
Her face was full of smiles, a sweetness that cannot be diluted.
Looking at his joyful laughter, Lu Hualiang felt a taste in his heart he could not articulate.
She was his woman, currently by his side, yet her mind was filled with another man.
Was there anything more hurtful than that?
His heart was riddled with a thousand holes.
Yet, he didn’t even have the right to reproach her, for he had once said that as long as she stayed by his side, even as a stand-in, it didn’t matter.
“Why did you stop combing?”
Seeing that Lu Hualiang had stopped moving for a long ti, Xia Weibao was puzzled.
Looking up, she just caught the desolate, heartbroken look in his eyes.
It vanished in an instant, hidden beneath his gentle gaze that was calm and still.
“I was just thinking about so things,” he said calmly, continuing to comb her hair.
He behaved very calmly, without a trace of anything unusual.
But that wounded look just now lingered in Xia Weibao’s mind.
“What’s the matter, are you unhappy?”
“No, I was suddenly reminded of so matters at the company, trivial stuff.”
Xia Weibao frowned, she would be surprised if she believed him.
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