Chapter 69

Lu Jinnian went to his study room to get a document before returning back down .

Madam Chen saw him coming out of the elevator and immediately stopped what she was doing .

“Mr Lu, you’re leaving?”

Lu Jinnian nodded, expressionless, and walked towards the shoe cabinet to change his shoes . As he reached for the keys on the cabinet, he turned to look at Madam Chen, who was cleaning an antique porcelain vase . He paused for a few seconds before asking, “How has Mrs . Lu’s health been these few days?”

Madam Chen truthfully reported, “Mrs . Lu fully recovered yesterday and her spirits are much higher today . I don’t think theres much of an issue . . . “

Before Madam Chen could finish her sentence, Lu Jinnian had already left with his car keys .

He acted as though it wasn’t him who had inquired about Qiao Anhao’s condition but rather Madam Chen who had forced the information on him .

Lu Jinnian opened the car door and sat inside . He turned into the empty road at the side and made a turn . When he was looked at the road through the back mirror, he caught sight of Qiao Anhao . She was holding onto a parasol, picking flowers in the garden . A spark brightened Lu Jinnian’s eyes and he hit the brakes, stopping the car .

He stared at Qiao Anhao through the back mirror for a really long time before he reached for a cigarette . He lit it up, his actions familiar yet dignified, as he continued to stare unwaveringly at Qiao Anhao .

Only when the cigarette was at its end and burned his fingertips did Lu Jinnian come back to his senses . Still, he remained focused on his back mirror as he casually tossed the cigarette into the ashtray . He lowered the window on his side side . Clenching his lips, he forced himself to look away from the back mirror . Forcefully, he held onto the steering wheel and sped away .

Qiao Anhao picked a huge bouquet of flowers, bringing it into the house happily . She got Madam Chen to fetch an empty vase and put the bouquet in . She then started snipping off the excess leaves until she was satisfied enough to put it on the dinning table .

As Qiao Anhao was washing her hands, Madam Chen seemed to have remembered something . She turned to inform her, “Mrs . Lu, Mr . Lu was back to grab a document just now . “

Qiao Anhao paused momentarily before acknowledging her without any emotion . She lowered her head and washed her hands seriously, her originally lifted spirits having dampened once again .