A charming widow in her 70s married a factory manager and raised his children.

Lu Congyue wanted to ask Zhuang Qingxiang about her relationship with her deceased husband, but when the words were about to come out, he remembered that his child was only five years old and didn't know anything.

And why is he asking this?

"Dead husband" means someone who is dead and no longer exists.

"Uncle Lu, what did you say?" Little Qian Yue asked, her eyes wide with confusion.

Lu Congyue smiled and said, "It's nothing, go to kindergarten."

After seeing Xiao Qianyue enter the kindergarten, Lu Congyue turned and walked towards the office building, where he saw Lin Wei hiding.

Lu Congyue's expression darkened slightly, and he strode directly toward her.

Lin Wei panicked when she realized that Lu Congyue was following her.

She never expected Liang Xinzheng to be such an idiot. She had even prepared the medicine for him, yet he couldn't even win over a woman. When the truth came out, he disappeared without a trace.

Even more unexpectedly, Zhuang Qingxiang still managed to escape after being drugged.

Lin Wei spent a day and a night in fear, secretly resenting her mother for being unreliable. Not only did the medicine she brought fail to subdue Lu Congyue, but Zhuang Qingxiang was also unharmed.

There must be something wrong with the medicine! She gritted her teeth and vowed to find an opportunity to call her mother and tell her, and then ask her mother for advice.

"Technician Lin."

Lin Wei was startled by Lu Congyue's shout from behind, and panicked even more, quickening her pace.

"Director Lu!" Someone greeted Lu Congyue, and Lin Wei took the opportunity to run away.

Lu Congyue glanced at the guilty-looking figure, greeted the other colleagues casually, and then slowly walked towards the office.

This matter seems to be related to Lin Wei, otherwise she wouldn't be so guilty.

Unfortunately, there is no evidence, unless Liang Xinzheng is caught and willing to testify.

At noon, Lu Congyue directly dismissed the office director who had come to report on his work, telling him to leave work on time, first go to the cafeteria to see if there were any meat dishes, and if so, get a serving, and then head straight to Zhuang Qingxiang's place.

"Why is Factory Director Lu leaving so quickly? Has something happened?"

A passing worker saw him hurrying along and asked him anxiously.

Another person tugged at him: "Keep your voice down, don't ask questions you shouldn't. It feels like something big has happened at the factory these past few days..."

The police came to investigate yesterday. Although many people don't know what happened, there are rumors that bloodstains were found near the warehouse, so it must be something serious. It's best for these people to keep quiet about it.

They dared not contact or question Director Lu, but some others did.

Shi Peiran called out to Lu Congyue, jogging after him to ask, "Factory Director Lu, how is Sister Zhuang?"

Lu Congyue frowned slightly: "It's fine."

Shi Peiran sighed with relief: "Sister Zhuang has a strong mentality. If it were an ordinary young girl, she would probably be terrified and wouldn't be able to recover for many days."

Lu Congyue glanced at him out of the corner of her eye: "How do you know she wasn't scared?"

"I was definitely scared, but I recovered pretty quickly," Shi Peiran chuckled. "That's what I meant."

Lu Congyue felt that Shi Peiran was a bit unreliable.

"How's the matter you asked me to inquire about going?" he asked in a deep voice.

Shi Peiran scratched his head: "I asked my teacher, and he said he didn't know what kind of drug you two had been given, so he couldn't say... But generally speaking, this kind of drug is fine as long as it's relieved in time, and it won't have any harm to the body, but you two..."

Shi Peiran thought to himself, "These two people each had one infection, and they both had it suppressed with injections. Who knows what the consequences might be?"

"Director Lu, if you had gotten married earlier, you'd already have a wife and kids, and all this wouldn't have happened..." he muttered, unable to contain himself. "You're already in your thirties, if you don't get married soon, you..."

Lu Congyue paused in his tracks: "You're very free?"

"Huh? I'm busy! Busy!" Shi Peiran turned around and walked away.

The moment this matter was mentioned, Director Lu's face darkened; he didn't want to stay and get a scolding.

He's over thirty and doesn't want a wife or any other woman. Even if Sister Zhuang throws herself at him, he can remain unmoved.

This is not human!

No, this person is either a saint or a useless person!

Shi Peiran quickened his pace, wanting to go back and discuss it with his wife; the two of them had a lot in common these past two days.

When Lu Congyue arrived at Zhuang Qingxiang's place, he saw her cooking under the shed. When she saw him coming, she quickly told him to wash his hands and come inside to keep the children company.

Two chubby babies lay side by side on the bed. When they saw him, they both smiled and kicked their little legs powerfully.

Lu Congyue thought to himself, this is probably the kind of wife, children and warm bed that Shi Peiran was talking about.

Indeed... it's not that annoying.

"Dinner's ready."

Zhuang Qingxiang's soft voice came from outside.

Lu Congyue suddenly remembered that her voice wasn't like that that night.

That night, her voice was initially urgent and sweet, but later it became a sound that seemed to be crying but wasn't, which was incredibly soothing.

Even though the hottest part of summer has passed, I suddenly feel a sudden heat wave.

The curtain was suddenly lifted, revealing Zhuang Qingxiang's fair and rosy face. Perhaps because she had just finished working, there were still fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and a few strands of hair were stuck to her cheeks with sweat, making the person who saw her feel inexplicably irritated.

"Director Lu? Lunch is ready."

Zhuang Qingxiang didn't understand why Lu Congyue was acting so strangely. Usually, he would come out as soon as she called him, but today he didn't move. She had to call him again.

Lu Congyue quickly lowered her eyes: "You eat first, I'll go out after I've looked after the child."

"Oh..." Zhuang Qingxiang responded and quickly ate her meal.

That's how it is when you're raising a child; if it's just the two of you, you have to eat one after the other whenever you have a spare moment.

Lu Congyue sat on the edge of the bed for a while before getting up and leaving.

Seeing Zhuang Qingxiang wearing his long-sleeved shirt, he suddenly blurted out, "Why aren't you wearing the top I bought you?"

Zhuang Qingxiang was taken aback: "Huh? I washed it... It's not too hot now, long sleeves are fine."

Lu Congyue nodded: "I'll bring you two more items when I go shopping tomorrow morning."

Zhuang Qingxiang almost choked again, and waved her hands repeatedly: "No need, I have clothes, Director Lu, please don't trouble yourself..."

"It's no trouble at all," Lu Congyue said calmly. "We should have bought them anyway, and we have enough cloth coupons."

Zhuang Qingxiang was a little anxious.

Food, clothes, housing... she has already gotten a great deal, how could she let her employer spend more money?

Cloth coupons were so rare; apart from the village chief, ordinary people in their village couldn't save up more than a few feet of cloth coupons in a whole year.

"Director Lu, there's really no need to trouble yourself, I have clothes."

But Lu Congyue said, "Oh right, we also need to buy some clothes for Yueyue and the two kids. Time flies, and they'll catch a cold if they don't have clothes to change into. I bought some fabric, can you make them some clothes?"

Zhuang Qingxiang was abruptly steered the conversation away: "I'll do it, you only need to buy for Donghua..."

"We need to buy fabric for all three children," Lu Congyue interrupted her directly. "I noticed you only made fabric for Donghua before; you need to make some for Chenglin too, don't forget!"

Zhuang Qingxiang: "..."

"I've finished eating, I'm going back to get busy!"

Lu Congyue finished eating when he finished speaking, got up and left. Zhuang Qingxiang had a bellyful of words of refusal but didn't have time to say them. She was so anxious that she was sweating profusely.