Lu Fengzhou stood at the window, the cigarette held between his fingertips unsmoked, and a long piece of cigarette ash hung tremblingly on it.

After a while, the door behind him opened, and Song Wan came in with a smile on her face, "Azhou, it's getting late, do you want to stay here tonight?"

Lu Fengzhou suddenly came to his senses, opened the window a crack, and threw out the unsmoked cigarette, "No, there is something else."

Song Wan pouted and walked in. She was not angry, she was just acting coquettishly, "It's so late and there are still things to do. What can't be done until tomorrow?"

Lu Fengzhou didn't say anything. Song Wan came over and stood beside him, "The weather forecast says there will be heavy rain tonight. It's not very safe to drive on the road. If it's not very important, just push back."

Lu Fengzhou was stunned for a moment, "Heavy rain?"

It rained yesterday, but the rain was not heavy and it stopped soon. He didn't check the weather forecast. There were people around him. If it was windy or rainy, there would be someone to prepare for him.

Song Wan hummed, "Yes, I just watched it."

As if she was afraid that Lu Fengzhou wouldn't believe it, she took out her phone and searched the local weather forecast online. The screen lit up for Lu Fengzhou to see, "Look."

Lu Fengzhou didn't look, his eyes were still outside the window. The dark clouds were thick and the moonlight was gone.

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When Qiao returned to her residence in the middle of the night after drinking, she had already changed her house, which was arranged by Guan Wei.

Lu Fengzhou went to find her in the morning, and she moved quickly in the afternoon.

As I trotted into the house, it was raining again.

The suitcase was standing at the door. She shook the water off her body and dragged the suitcase inside. There wasn't much in it, just a few clothes and some daily necessities.

She was once the glamorous eldest daughter of the Qiao family, but now the contents of her suitcase are not as much as the tips she used to give to the waiters when she went out to eat.

And all her money was taken by that bitch and spent on other women.

After Qiao Jiu changed his clothes, he sat down on the bed and reached for his phone again.

The paparazzi revealed Lu Fengzhou's identity. Logically speaking, the fact that he was married should not be hidden. No wonder no one mentioned this in those gossip articles, so Lu Fengzhou and Xiaohua were fabricated.

The love story is inspiring and pure.

Qiao Jiu couldn't help but sighed. It was most likely that Lu Fengzhou spent money to suppress it. It's hard to believe that those articles praising the love between the two were written by someone under Lu Fengzhou's instruction.

It's really shameless.

She flipped through the gossip news again and happened to see a piece of latest news about the little flower.

A drama she was filming has finished filming, and she is now back in Yuncheng.

Lu Fengzhou left in a hurry today probably just to see her. Qiao Jiu smiled, but his expression turned cold.

After sitting like this for a while, it started to rain heavily outside. Qiao Jiu quickly went to close the window, but as soon as he put his hand on the handle of the window, there was a sudden roar outside, which made Qiao Jiu tremble.

A string of lightning spread across the horizon. Qiao Jiu raised his eyes and looked at it. Then he closed the window with an expressionless face, locked it, and closed the curtains.

There was a thunderstorm on the day her mother passed away. For many years after that, she had a shadow of thunderstorms. When she heard the thunder, she would always be frightened and not know what to do.

But after divorcing Lu Fengzhou, she was suddenly able to accept this kind of weather.

Her father is dead and Lu Fengzhou is gone. No matter how scared she is, there is no one to cover her ears, and there is no embrace to hide from.
Chapter completed!