After I left, the female CEO was utterly heartbroken.

When having a late - night snack, although Ling Mo was full of witty remarks, Chu Ruoyan was constantly absent - minded.

From time to time, she made excuses to leave, either going to the bathroom or stepping outside for some fresh air.

But no matter how many times she called Lu Han, the phone still kept indicating that it was powered off.

So this was what it felt like when you couldn't find someone no matter how hard you tried...

Chu Ruoyan finally understood Lu Han's feelings from before and couldn't help but feel extremely remorseful.

She returned to her seat in a daze. Ling Mo couldn't help but ask, "Yanyan, are you still worried about Lu Han?"

Chu Ruoyan nodded. Lu Han had never been out of contact for such a long time. How could she not be worried?

On the surface, Ling Mo remained calm, but in his heart, he cursed "damn it".

What a good atmosphere it was. He could have evoked the beautiful memories of the two of them in the past under the pretext of reminiscing.

With the catalysis of red wine, maybe he could make Chu Ruoyan lose her senses tonight.

As long as he had a relationship with this woman, things would be easier to handle later.

But now, Chu Ruoyan clearly had Lu Han on her mind.

Not to mention drinking red wine, she was even distracted during the conversation.

It was already the limit to persuade her not to go back to Jiangcheng tonight. Where was there any chance for him to make a move?

Ling Mo suddenly regretted posting that WeChat Moments.

His original intention was just to anger Lu Han and try to stir up some trouble between the two of them.

Unexpectedly, he ended up shooting himself in the foot.

Come to think of it, was there something wrong with Lu Han's mind?

Seeing his girlfriend with someone else in the Moments, he still had the nerve to give a like?

Ling Mo suppressed the annoyance in his heart and put on an expression of self - blame, saying,

"It's all my fault. If it weren't for me pulling you to watch the concert, you wouldn't have..."

"This isn't your fault. It's mine. I shouldn't have hidden it from him."

Chu Ruoyan sighed softly and asked, "By the way, what do you men like?"

Seeing Ling Mo looking at her in confusion, she added, "The day after tomorrow is... a very special day. I want to pick a gift for him, but I don't know what to get."

Ling Mo probed, "You've been with him for two years, and you don't know what he likes?"

This question stumped Chu Ruoyan.

Thinking carefully, Lu Han had been taking good care of her and showing concern for her in the past two years, but she had never paid attention to what Lu Han liked.

Although she had bought gifts for Lu Han before, they couldn't be said to be well - thought - out.

Anyway, as long as it was a gift from her, no matter what it was, he would accept it with joy.

It was only after today's incident that Chu Ruoyan wanted to make it up to Lu Han, and she realized that she seemed to have ignored Lu Han too much in the past.

Ling Mo just asked casually.

But seeing Chu Ruoyan showing a look of shame, he came up with an idea and thought of another good way to disgust Lu Han.

So he suggested, "Then buy a watch. There's a very popular Rolex model this year called the Green Submariner."

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With each autumn rain, the weather grows colder.

When the car drove through the gate of the manor, even though Lu Han had mentally prepared himself, he was still shocked by the sight before him.

Although it was already late at night, everywhere in sight was brightly lit. The buildings were magnificent, and there was a huge artificial lake. Even in the distance, a golf course and a private helicopter landing pad could be faintly seen.

"I knew that old geezer was rich, but I never thought he was this wealthy." Lu Han thought that this was actually quite good. He would have the confidence to squander money.

Uncle Sen drove the car to the door of a villa, where two rows of servants were standing neatly.

Seeing Lu Han get out of the car, these people quickly bowed and said in unison, "Good day, Young Master! Welcome home, Young Master!"

"Son—"

Lu Zhensheng, who had been eagerly waiting, came forward. However, his excited expression quickly dimmed when he saw Lu Han frown. He could only force a dry smile and change his address, saying, "Lu Han, you've finally agreed to come back."

Lu Han nodded and his eyes turned to a man and a woman behind Lu Zhensheng.

Both of them were young, and their eyes looking at him seemed excited.

Lu Han automatically ignored the man.

But the woman, or rather the girl, was incredibly beautiful. Her delicate features were like those of a porcelain doll, with long hair flowing over her shoulders and a graceful figure. Wearing a white dress, she stood there gracefully, giving off the feeling of a girl next door.

"Er... let me introduce you."

Lu Zhensheng stepped aside and pulled the man in front of him, looking a bit unnatural. "This is your younger brother, Lu Ming."

As he made this introduction, his eyes darted around, not daring to look Lu Han directly in the eye. Because Lu Ming was his illegitimate son. Although he was brought back after his original wife passed away, facing Lu Han, whom he had always felt indebted to, Lu Zhensheng really had no confidence at all.

"Brother, welcome back."

Lu Ming, however, didn't seem to notice the awkward atmosphere. He smiled and extended his hand to Lu Han.

Of course, Lu Han also knew Lu Ming's identity. After all, Lu Zhensheng had already confessed the family situation.

He gave Lu Ming a deep look and then casually shook hands with his half - brother. Then, looking at Lu Zhensheng, Lu Han didn't hide his sarcasm at all.

"Ahem..."

Lu Zhensheng coughed softly twice to cover up his embarrassment.

Then he pulled the girl over and said softly, "This is your sister, Lu Xue."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xue threw herself into Lu Han's arms.

"Brother... you're finally back."

Lu Xue sobbed softly. "Mom in heaven must be relieved to see that you're safe and sound now."

Unlike Lu Ming's status as an illegitimate child, Lu Xue was an adopted daughter of the Lu family.

After Lu Han was lost, his mother wept all day long, and even her mental state deteriorated. Unable to bear it, Lu Zhensheng adopted Lu Xue from the orphanage as a spiritual support for his late wife. Lu Xue was treated as their own child by the couple. Now that the brother her adoptive mother had talked about all day long had returned, besides feeling grateful that justice had been served, she didn't have any other thoughts.

With a soft and fragrant girl in his arms, Lu Han didn't know what to say. He just patted Lu Xue's shoulder with a complex expression.

To be fair, during the twenty years he was adrift outside ,this girl had received the love from his parents that should have been his. Lu Han couldn't tell whether he should be jealous or hate her. Anyway, he just couldn't bring himself to be close to her.

However, Lu Ming, who was standing quietly aside, thought differently.

He looked at Lu Han and Lu Xue hugging each other, and a trace of imperceptible viciousness flashed in his eyes, then his expression returned to normal.

Lu Ming thought he had concealed it well. But when he turned his eyes, he found Lu Han looking at him with a half - smile.

When their eyes met, there was an indescribable feeling.

Finally, it was Lu Ming who looked away first.

"Okay, okay."

Lu Ming gently pulled Lu Xue out of Lu Han's arms and said with a smile, "Xue'er, today is a day worth celebrating. You should be happy. Why are you crying?"

Xue'er? What an affectionate address.

Lu Han didn't comment, not taking Lu Ming's veiled provocation seriously.

Lu Xue quickly wiped away her tears and looked at Lu Han with eyes full of apology. "Brother, I'm sorry. I got a little too excited."

"It doesn't matter."

Lu Han shook his head indifferently.

In front of Lu Zhensheng, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu Ming and Lu Xue, saying with a half - smile, "Let me make one thing clear in advance."

"I'm back to fight with you two for the family property."

"So, do you still welcome me?"

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