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Chapter 250 Seems Painful, Seems Relieved.
Wen Mian picked up the teacup in silence, and felt sore when she saw Fu Qiao's disturbed face.

She drank it without hesitation, and said, "Dean, this is the best tea I've ever had."

The expression on Fu Qiao's face was slightly relieved, and he said, "It's good that you don't dislike it. Mianmian, I'm very happy for you to have such an achievement today."

Wen Mian also smiled, for a long time, neither of them spoke.

Wen Mian straightened up slightly and poured a cup of tea for Fu Qiao.

She lowered her eyes and said what she wanted to do today: "Dean, I'm here today because I want to re-investigate everything that happened back then."

He lowered his head, with pain in his eyes: "Mianmian, let's forget about that. Don't argue, we can't fight."

Wen Mian smiled, with a bitter taste in her throat, as if stuffed with a Coptis chinensis, which made people want to cry: "I haven't fought yet, how do I know I can't fight?"

Fu Qiao looked at the determined look on her face, and finally, after hesitating, told the truth that had been buried for many years: "That incident, not just the Zhao family, involved too many people and involved too many People's vital interests cannot be moved."

"What do you mean involving too many people's interests?" Wen Mian's voice was dry and astringent: "Then Dean Zhong, did you just die for nothing?"

Fu Qiao didn't speak, but there was pain in his eyes.
Today is the weekend.

Lu Xicheng didn't go to the group, he stayed at home and accompanied Zheng Qingqing to plant flowers in the back garden.

Zheng Qingqing's condition has improved a lot. These days, her temper has become a lot more cheerful, and sometimes she can chat with the housekeeper and the like at home.

When a private doctor from the Lu family came to treat her, he told Lu Xicheng that her condition had improved.

But the doctor also told him that if he wants to completely get rid of the root cause of the disease, he needs to truly let go of it.

The private doctor stood in front of Lu Xicheng, with a sincere tone: "Sir, if possible, those wives still need to face the past that those wives can't let go of. Keep running away is not a long-term solution."

Lu Xicheng did not answer at that time.His thoughts were chaotic, as if someone was pulling his nerves, and the pain was deep.

He was silent for a long time before saying, "Let me think about it."

Just the moment the words came out, Lu Xicheng knew that he had compromised.

Let Zheng Weiqing meet Shen Zhao, he understands that it is inevitable.

He finally made up his mind, and on a certain night, the night was as cold as water.

He stood on the fence of the balcony, the night wind was blowing, and the stars were few and far between.

Lu Xicheng contacted Shen Zhao, and he said to him: "If you have time, come here."

Shen Zhao sneered, with a slightly sarcastic tone: "What? You still want to see me?"

"I didn't think so," Lu Xicheng's cuffs were wet with the dew at night, he didn't realize it, and said lightly: "The doctor told me that Qingqing may need to see you."

He paused slightly, and then said: "If you can recover from the mild illness, I can guarantee that even if Haiyue ceases to exist in the future, I can let you live."

Shen Zhao only felt that such a concession came from Lu Xicheng's mouth, it was indescribably funny: "I promise you, not because of your conditions, but because of Ah Qing. Lu Xicheng, this is between us, The only consensus."

Lu Xicheng hung up the phone, looked at the street lamp not far away, his eyes were dark, and the emotions inside were deep, like pain, like relief.
He never told Zheng Qing about all of this.

(End of this chapter)