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Sea of ??clouds.
In front of Wanyue Bar.
The sun has gone up three strokes.
A water sprinkler truck, playing the tune of "Fifteenth Moon", drove from the east. The clear water hit the ground and splashed up a puff of water mist.
A lot of people gathered at Lubei, craning their necks to look at something on the other side of the road.
An early bar girl was pinched on the butt by an unknown gangster. She immediately screamed and turned around. She raised her hand and pushed out an old man who was walking a bird in a cage.
The old man didn¡¯t know what was going on. He was almost pushed to the ground and the bird cage fell to the ground.
The uncle was furious¡ª¡ª
The sudden dispute here attracted the attention of the sprinkler truck driver. He turned off the sprinkler valve on the right, slowed down slightly, and looked over.
The sprinkler valve on the left is still open, pumping water outwards, and slowly drives past the door of Wanyue Bar.
The driver of the sprinkler truck really wanted to stop and take a look at the excitement, but as it was his duty, he could only sigh with regret. As he continued to move forward, he casually glanced at the left rearview mirror.
Stunned: "Is that someone kneeling in front of Wanyue Bar?"
He read it right.
In front of the Wanyue Bar lobby, there is indeed a person kneeling upright.
This is a man in his forties, with a gentle appearance, well-dressed, and holding a handful of fiery red roses in his arms.
Before the sprinkler truck came over, Lao Lu felt that he looked quite handsome even though he was kneeling on the ground! !
well.
Who makes Lao Lu¡¯s biological mother one of the three giants of the Emperor¡¯s Eye Society?
Even though he knelt down in the dust and was shrouded in the surprised gazes of the onlookers, he still had the indifferent demeanor of a prince who was neither humble nor arrogant.
But after the sprinkler truck came over¡ª¡ª
Lao Lu, who was "chopped" into a drowned rat, really wanted to turn around and yell at the sprinkler truck driver: "Is this really okay!?"
never mind.
As long as you can get the forgiveness of the Wanyue Queen, hold Lao Lu in her warm embrace again, and be "chopped" by the water truck and become a drowned rat, what does it mean?
After returning to Yunhai, he immediately knelt down in front of the bar with flowers in his arms and begged Zhang Wanyue for forgiveness. This big move was a trick that the uncle surnamed Hu gave Lao Lu when he was brought back from Rome by Yang Xiao.
Even now, if Lao Lu only needs to close his eyes and recall, the free and easy appearance of Lao Hu, who is full of "love master" style, waving a folding fan and scolding Fang Qiu, will slowly come to mind.
Every word Lao Hu said was regarded as a golden rule by Lao Lu and was firmly remembered in his heart.
If Lao Lu knows, Lao Hu has only one woman in his life: Alena; his understanding of women is basically summed up from Qin Laoqi's bragging about picking up girls; his biggest wish at the moment is that Li Wujiang invites him to drink flowers Wine; 100%, I will look at this old guy with contempt.
Not to mention, after returning to Yunhai, I strictly followed his advice and knelt in front of the bar with a large handful of roses at five o'clock in the morning, hoping to impress Zhang Wanyue.
10 o'clock in the morning.
The rolling shutter door of Wanyue Bar finally rose slowly.
??????? Lao Lu, who had a gray face, aching knees, and a sore waist, immediately became energetic, his heart was pounding, he suppressed his excitement, and looked over with wide eyes.
The person who came out was not the graceful queen he had been expecting.
It¡¯s Chen Ting.
Like a thief, Chen Ting poked his head out and looked around before walking over with a wry smile: "College Lu, please get up quickly. People will laugh at you if you do this."
Lao Lu ignored Chen Ting's concern and asked eagerly: "Where is Wanyue? Didn't she say anything?"
Chen Ting sighed: "Xiao Lu, Mr. Zhang is not in the bar at all."
"What?"
"Wanyue is not at the bar?"
¡°Then didn¡¯t I kneel for four or five hours in vain!?¡±
??Lao Lu was stunned and blurted out.
Chen Ting replied quietly: "Who says it's not the case? Mr. Lu, you'd better get up quickly."
Lao Lu's left shoulder sank and he was about to lift his right foot, but suddenly he thought of something: "No! When I arrived at Yunhai in the middle of the night, I called Xiaolin. At that time, she said that she had just finished speaking with Wanyue !¡±
He remembered again that today was not the weekend. When he and Vice Principal Yan were not in the business school, Vice Principal Lu Xiaolin would definitely have to go to the school to take charge of daily work.
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nun! ! !
Zhang Wanyue's current appearance is exactly the same as that of a nun.
There is a mountain in the southwest of the sea of ??clouds, named Yanzi Mountain.
There is a nunnery on Yanzi Mountain called Yanzi Nunnery.
There is a valley behind Yanzi Temple, called Fanyin Valley, which means that it is enveloped by the sound of silent chanting of scriptures morning and evening.
Fanyin Valley is actually a cemetery.
Early after Lu Ziqi took over as the president of Yinling Group, Zhang Wanyue, who felt she could be proud and proud, "obtained" a cemetery in Fanyin Valley and moved her parents' urns from her hometown to the valley.
She hopes that her parents, who are under the Nine Springs, can bathe in the sound of Sanskrit day and night.
??Lao Lu knows all this.
But he never dreamed of it! !
Zhang Wan lost her hair on a date and became a nun.
It can be seen from this that Zhang Wanyue¡¯s physical and mental double blow to Lao Lu and his wife during their trip to Rome was so severe.
"Fukang, you are a good man. Really, you are definitely the best and best man in the world."
Zhang Wanyue smiled and said softly: "It is my blessing to be your wife for so many years. Even if I die suddenly now, I will definitely still be smiling."
"It's just that there's no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever. Our fate as husband and wife is over."
¡°I don¡¯t want to mention the past anymore. I won¡¯t think about it again in the future.¡±
"Because if you can suddenly appear in front of me now, you are already a Buddha, which is the greatest gift to me. I, Zhang Wanyue, have no regrets in this life."
"Fukang, as a man, you can live without a wife and children. But you can never live without a mother."
"If because of me, you and the old lady turn against each other and never see each other until death, then I will be a sinner."
"Especially since the old lady made such a big sacrifice for you and my father-in-law."
"Now, it's time for you and your father-in-law to repay the old lady."
¡°It¡¯s also you, the time when mother and son can finally be reunited and enjoy family happiness.¡±
"I have entrusted Meizhu to help me run the bar. In addition to allocating the annual profits to the charitable foundation in proportion, all the profits will be kept by Zi Qi."
"Fukang, when you come back this time, after gathering with relatives and friends, please return to the old lady."
"When parents are alive, there is still a place to come; when parents are gone, there is only a way back."
"You have a place, cherish it. Don't make the old lady angry in the future."
Zhang Wanyue let go of Lao Lu, slowly took two steps back, raised one hand in front of her chest, and bowed to salute him: "The fate of being a poor nun is over, and there is only a way home." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com