Although the two of them had their past, she did things that wronged him, even knowingly committing acts that would hurt him which he never would allow soone close to him to do. Yet, she did it anyway, relying on the adoration he had for her back then.
Perhaps this is what is ant by pushing oneself to the edge of a cliff and jumping regardless of the consequences.
It’s not like they hated the sight of each other upon eting, but this being the third ti she’s seen him since returning to the country, she felt as though she had beco detestable in his eyes.
Lu Jingchen’s handso face was dim and unclear, even revealing a suppressed coldness, his tall figure sitting on the leather chair, his tone still indifferent without a trace of emotional fluctuation, "I don’t think you need to deliberately do sothing to atone. When we parted ways, it was due to reasons from both sides, but... Yuqing, sotis you should also look at your own problems, there’s no need to repeatedly cling to those reasons to make yourself feel genuinely guilty towards ."
Zuo Yuqing was stunned for a mont, then lowered her head with a self-mocking bitter smile, "If you don’t really hate , why are you treating like this now?"
It seed as though she really had beco his enemy.
This feeling was truly unbearable; last night, because of this matter, she almost spent the whole night sleepless.
Anyone being treated this way by soone they love and cherish would not feel well.
He picked up the pen on the table and twirled it in his hand, his deep voice, slow and gentle, finally speaking lightly, "I have to admit, when I saw you before, I was indeed sowhat emotionally out of control." His tone was very calm, his face wearing a faint smile that was hard to notice as he continued, "After all, for , for you, we are not like those overly ordinary friends, I am also a normal man, who felt so anger upon suddenly recounting the things you did before, and I truly sorry for hurting you."
Perhaps because he had not talked so calmly and peacefully with the woman in front of him for a long ti, Lu Jingchen felt a strange emotion slowly erging in his heart.
Maybe it was... a sense of relief.
The man’s tone was still plain, as if engaged in a normal conversation, but as Zuo Yuqing listened, a similar emotion started to slowly rise within her, sowhat unfamiliar yet also sowhat recognizable.
Looking at the face in front of her, which over the years had beco more defined, mature, and charming, even slightly colder, she vaguely recalled that the man in front of her was no longer the cold yet impulsive youth of those years.
Years passed swiftly, yet now in her eyes, it seed as though no ti had passed at all.
Zuo Yuqing had known Lu Jingchen for many years, so many years that when mories suddenly surged up, she realized that they had gone through so much together.
Zuo Yuqing still stood there, unmoved, before finally beginning to speak slowly, her tone rare and imbued with a fragility and vulnerability, almost murmuring, "Jingchen, if... if we hadn’t reached this point back then, would the person you are marrying now be ?"
Over the years, everyone saw her as a strong woman to the extent that everyone believed she was tough, rarely revealing such an innate vulnerability, except for those few years where she lost all contact with Lu Jingchen and that first ti she got drunk in a foreign bar due to a broken heart.
He humd softly, his voice low as he uttered a word, "Yes."
The tone was certain, very affirmative.
In fact, this had already been decided many years ago, probably around the ti he first got together with Zuo Yuqing.
For him, for Mrs. Lu, Zuo Yuqing was more than fitting in his world back then.
Zuo Yuqing finally smiled in relief, her face revealing a bright smile, as if her wishes were fulfilled, "I knew it."
...
At lunch break, Song Qiao and the three girls she was leading went to shoot an external scene at the branch office, and then decided to eat out.
She was in charge of three newcors, two young n and one young woman, all in their twenties.
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