flashy wedding

Chapter 913 Distressed! (1)
"Eat breakfast."

Song Gu spoke at the right time, and glanced at the two people at the table, implying majesty.

The butler began to order the servants to serve breakfast.

It's just that this meal is destined to be tasteless.

Lu Jixiang had no appetite, and basically ate very little, while Song Jincheng ate all of it, but his face was sombre from beginning to end. If Song Gu wasn't present, he might have turned over the table long ago.

After dinner, Lu Jixiang carried her daughter upstairs. She first played with the child in the nursery for a while, until she heard the sound of a car engine coming from the yard, knowing that Song Jincheng had already left the house, she took the child away. Hand it over to the nanny, turn around and go to the bedroom, take out the suitcase, and start packing up the clothes.

Unexpectedly, just halfway through packing, the door was pushed open.

At first, she thought it was the nanny, and while she lowered her head to pack her things, she said, "I'm going out these two days, please help me pack the child's clothes first, and I'll take her with me later."

However, after she finished speaking, she didn't hear the nanny's voice.

Instead, it was a deep male voice.

"You can't take the baby away!"

I was suddenly shocked.

Lu Jixiang raised his head abruptly, and looked at the man standing at the door in disbelief.

"Didn't you go out?"

Song Jincheng ignored her words.

He sneered: "You can go if you want, but the child must stay!"

"Why?"

Lu Jixiang stood up from the bed, and she said angrily, "I gave birth to the child. I can take it away if I want to. Why do you care about me?"

Song Jincheng was expressionless.

"The child's surname is Song. Just based on this, you can't take it away!"

"you!"

Lu Jixiang stared.

Song Jincheng turned around and walked out.

Not long after, Lu Jixiang heard the sound of a car coming from downstairs.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she ran out suddenly and pushed it out of the baby's room, but there was no sign of the child at all.

"Song Jincheng!"

She was hoarse and ran downstairs like crazy.

The nanny was standing in the yard, and when she saw Lu Jixiang rushing out in such a disregard for her image, she was frightened, and asked, "Young Madam, what's wrong with you?"

"What about the child?"

Lu Jixiang rushed directly in front of her.

The nanny pointed to the courtyard door: "Mr. took it away."

Lu Jixiang's legs went limp, and if it wasn't for the nanny who supported her, she almost fell to the ground.

She felt a chill in her heart.

It was already afternoon when the car arrived at the cemetery.

Lu Jixiang closed his eyes and leaned on the back seat, as if he had fallen asleep.

The driver said cautiously: "Young Madam? Young Madam?"

Lu Jixiang moved, and slowly opened his eyes.

"what happened?"

She looked confused, and her voice was a little hoarse.

"Here we are," said the driver.

"what?"

Lu Jixiang was slightly taken aback, then slowly turned his head and looked out the window.

"Oh, it's here..."

She rubbed her temples, took the thin coat next to her, opened the door and went out.

It was a sunny day outside, and the whole earth was warm.

Lu Jixiang squinted his eyes, covered the top of his eyes with his hand, and looked at the solemn cemetery in front of him, feeling very blocked in his heart.

The driver followed suit.

"Young lady, do you want to buy flowers?"

"Well, let's buy a bunch of white chrysanthemums." She said.

"Ok."

The driver nodded and turned to buy chrysanthemums.

But Lu Jixiang suddenly said: "Wait!"

The driver stopped and looked at her suspiciously.

Lu Jixiang sighed and said, "I'd better go buy it myself, don't follow me."

"Young lady..."

The driver frowned.

Lu Jixiang just gave up and walked forward slowly. She picked a bunch of beautiful white chrysanthemums, held them in her arms and walked slowly along the path.

It’s not a day for offering sacrifices recently, and the cemetery looks deserted, with evergreens planted on both sides of the road, stretching forward, as if there is no end.

She came to her parents' tombstone.

The past seemed to have happened yesterday, the parents in the photo had kind smiles.

Lu Jixiang stared at it for a while, and suddenly burst into tears uncontrollably.

She just stood alone in the cold cemetery, facing her dead parents, crying like a child.

She kept calling her parents, but in Nuo Da's cemetery, there was nothing but her voice.

She seems to have been abandoned by the world.

"Lu Jixiang?"

Suddenly, a suspicious voice came from behind.

Lu Jixiang's crying stopped abruptly.

She wiped her tears and looked back.

As a result, I was stunned!

It turned out to be Tang!

"Why are you here?"

The boy came over. He was dressed in black, with a pair of wide sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, which almost blocked most of his face.

"none of your business!"

Lu Jixiang answered angrily, turned his back, and secretly wiped his tears with his hands.

"Lu Jixiang?"

The boy called out again.

Lu Jixiang ignored it.

The boy came over and stood shoulder to shoulder with her.

He should have seen the photo on the tombstone, and his whole body was taken aback, his expression seemed to be very surprised.

"They are my parents."

With a hoarse voice, Lu Jixiang explained.

The boy didn't speak, but frowned.

Lu Jixiang turned her head to look at him, and then fell into silence. She looked at the photo on the tombstone, and gradually, her breathing became disordered again, and the tears that had just stopped began to fall again.

"Why are you crying all the time?"

Seeing that she started dropping golden beans again, the young man couldn't help sighing, and suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"Stop crying, okay?"

His tone was nasty.

However, the other hand was slowly patting her back.

Lu Jixiang collapsed instantly.

She couldn't take it anymore, and fell into the boy's arms, crying loudly.

She thought of many things from the past, thought of all the grievances in the past few days, and thought of Song Jincheng's avoidance of answering her.

What exactly is this for?
I don't know how long she cried, but in the end, she had no strength left, and her feet were so soft that she had no strength at all.

"Are you ok?"

The young man looked down at her, put one arm around her waist, and frowned tightly on his beautiful brows.

"Um……"

(End of this chapter)