Chapter 64: Peaceism
The beginning of the second year.
The girl took out two note cards and two pens as usual and said, "Hurry up and write down your birthday wish for this year."
The man was sitting on the sofa watching a car race. He pulled her into his arms and stroked her soft hair. "So motivated? You're writing on New Year's Day?"
"A new year brings new wishes, which are easier to achieve." The girl nestled in his arms, placed the note card on his thigh, and began to write seriously in this position.
The first thing they did after writing their wishes was to sneak a peek at each other's note cards as usual.
"Why is it the same thing again?" The man frowned slightly. "Same as last year?"
The girl nodded with a smile, "We achieved it last year, and we will keep working hard this year."
"No challenge." The man was a little dissatisfied, and the corner of his mouth curled up. "Baby, can you make it a little more difficult? Your wish is too simple, it makes me look useless."
"But this is my biggest wish." The girl held his face in her hands, her fair face tinged with pink. "I just want you to be with me every year, that's enough."
After saying that, she looked at the man's notecard - win this year's CGT Championship, put the championship ring on my baby's hand, and declare her ownership in public. Lu Xiyan belongs only to An Ning.
The girl's heart trembled, her whole heart softened, and her eyes immediately became wet.
The man panicked and quickly put down the paper and pen in his hand, "What's wrong, baby? Why are you crying?"
The girl shook her head and put her hands around his neck, "Xiyan, why are you so nice..."
The man laughed and touched her head distressedly, "How am I good? I haven't done anything yet."
"You have been trying to give me the best life and a lot of security..."
The girl lowered her head and leaned on his shoulder, not wanting him to see her tears. "I often wonder if God thought my life was too hard, so he gave me such a big candy like you."
The man held her in his arms lovingly, kissed her hair, and said in a gentle and hoarse voice, "Ningning, you deserve better. As long as you can feel happy with me, then everything I do will be sweet."
"Lu Xiyan..."
The girl raised her wet eyes, her eyes sincere and passionate, "I will love you, always love you, forever love you... You have to love me too, okay?"
She whispered softly, but with a hint of pleading in her voice.
The man's eyelashes trembled, and the next second, his dark pupils met her passionate, sincere and clear eyes, "Ningning, you are all in my heart and eyes, and it will always be you."
As soon as he finished speaking, his hot lips fell against her crimson lips, and his tongue probed in. The tingling feeling invaded every one of her senses, making her shy and satisfied.
She forgot to close her eyes for a moment, and the man's impeccable handsome face was reflected in her eyes, and the mole between his eyebrows and the bridge of his nose rippled in her eyes.
The next second, her vision went dark and her eyes were covered by his palm.
"Baby, pay attention when kissing."
......
Pulling away from the intense memories, An Ning's chest felt as if it was blocked by a sponge, and it felt stuffy and tight.
His eyes fell on the wish card on the background wall.
[An Ning's 22nd birthday wish has come true.]
[Lu Xiyan's 24th birthday wish has been fulfilled.]
[An Ning's 23rd birthday wish has come true.]
[Lu Xiyan's 25th birthday wish has come true.]
An Ning's 24th birthday wish: to spend it with Lu Xiyan
Not implemented.
Lu Xiyan's 26th birthday wish: Ningning, if you wear a wedding dress for me once, I will be your lifelong believer in peace.
Not implemented.
Tears suddenly blurred my vision, gathering in my eye sockets, and I couldn't see the words on the wish card.
With trembling fingertips, she peeled off the two unmarked wish cards and placed them in her palm.
Tears fell and landed on the word "wedding dress", and the ink spread out and the handwriting could not be distinguished.
"Mother......"
A pair of small hands suddenly hugged her legs, "Why are you crying?"
An Ning lowered her eyes and met the black and white eyes of little An Xian. Looking at the child whose eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as the man's, she felt heartbroken beyond words.
"Mom..." Xiao Anxian asked softly, "Is this big house the home of mom and dad in the past?"
An Ning squatted down and gently stroked his tender face, "Yes, it is mommy and daddy's home, and it is also your home."
"Then...will Dad come back?"
An Ning was speechless for a moment. She kept telling An Xian that he had a father, who was a very, very good man.
But she never told him whether her father would come back.
She couldn't even tell him that dad would have a new family, would have a baby, and would become the father of other children.
"Xianxian..." She hugged him tightly, "From now on, you will live here with mom and grandma, okay?"
Little Anxian was very sensible. He didn't ask about his father and nodded heavily. "As long as I'm with my mother, it doesn't matter where I live."
......
The sun is shining brightly outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.
Indoors, the temperature is suitable.
The man standing in front of the window was wearing a black shirt and black pants. The expensive suit fabric was so well-fitting that there was not a single wrinkle.
The top button of his white shirt was buttoned, his black tie was neatly tied, and he exuded an abstinent and cold temperament.
The man's inky black hair was neatly groomed, his brow bones were high, his facial features were smooth, and even his outlines were so perfect that they seemed as if they had been measured.
When Jiang Yao opened the office door and saw this scene, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart - for a man like Mr. Lu with a prominent family background, outstanding abilities, and top-notch looks and figure, what could he be unhappy about every day?
Since he started following Mr. Lu, he had seen many polite and distant smiles on Mr. Lu's face, but he had never seen him smile from the heart.
No matter how big the project is or how many billions he earns annually, he just smiles indifferently.
That smile was just on the face, not from the heart.
Jiang Yao shook his head. He really couldn't understand the world of rich people.
Even joy, anger, sorrow and happiness cannot be communicated.
The man standing in front of the window squinted his eyes slightly, "What are you standing there for?"
The cold words made Jiang Yao gasp.
He walked in quickly, standing two steps away from the man, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Lu, the house you are selling has been bought by Miss An."
The man frowned, and she actually bought it.
"I paid for it in full," Jiang Yao added, then added, "I didn't expect Miss An to be so wealthy. She wouldn't be living in that small suburban place with her children."
Lu Xiyan curled his lips and sneered softly, thinking back to the day they broke up, when she looked at him with disgust while holding the bank card in her hand.
He will never forget the look of him loving money like his life.
He knew that she would not spend so much money from the old man so quickly.
But why did she insist on buying that house?
The man's eyes were deep. Could it be that she still had some nostalgia for the past?
He raised his hand and motioned Jiang Yao to go out.
"Mr. Lu," Jiang Yao reminded him of his work schedule. "We're going to Country M the day after tomorrow. Our private plane leaves at nine in the morning, and the return flight is at five in the afternoon the day after tomorrow."
"knew."
Lu Xiyan returned to his desk and glanced casually at the calendar on the table.
"Jiang Yao." He suddenly said, his eyes fixed on the calendar, "The day after tomorrow is, the 7th?"
"Yes, Mr. Lu," Jiang Yao said, "The day after tomorrow is July 7th, which is the date you agreed to discuss cooperation with Mr. John."
Seeing his frown, Jiang Yao immediately asked, "Mr. Lu, do you need to change your schedule?"
He quickly looked away from the calendar, "No need."
The man turned on the computer, his slender fingertips tapping on the keyboard, but the number "7" on the calendar kept jumping in his peripheral vision.
After a while, he put the calendar on the table in annoyance.
Out of sight, out of mind.
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