After my rebirth, my paranoid husband was so excited that I trembled.

Chapter 366 Zhizhi advises you to fall in love

Lu Jingxi looked at her helplessly, arranged his silk pajamas, and lay down on the bed.

"You can do it with papaya stewed in milk and find a wonderful man to have a baby."

"Can the airport really turn into a mountain?" A bright light appeared in Wen Ran's eyes.

She did have a few boyfriends, but the longest one was only a year. The novelty was over, and she felt that all men were the same.

Lu Jingxi tilted his head and looked at her, "You must be greedy, at least you can become a Wangzi steamed bun."

"Ah! Lu Jingxi, how can you poke people's hearts! Go to bed quickly, you have an important cocktail party to attend tonight!"

Lu Jingxi curled his lips slightly and closed his eyes.

Wen Ran secretly looked at her, talking about going to sleep, but now it was obvious that she had something to talk about, and her tone was tentative and cautious, "The children are old, and Zhizhi is even more precocious. He always secretly asks me to persuade you to talk. in love."

Lu Jingxi's closed eyelashes trembled.

Seeing that she didn't object this time, Wen Ran raised an arm and said, "Are you really not planning to fall in love again? You have wasted your years. There are so many people in the modeling agency who admire you, a young mixed-race girl with top-notch looks and a good figure. So good that my nose bleeds..."

"Rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests."

"But Zhizhi..."

"Since you like to listen to a child under four years old, then go and sleep with her." Lu Jingxi replied with eyes closed, and then left Wen Ran with an undulating back.

Wen Ran smacked his lips and hugged her waist.

"If I hadn't seen you for several months, do you think I would rarely share a bed with you? But I still want to advise you to go less often to the mountains to chant sutras and let Zhizhi have more exposure to the fireworks of the world. She is in good health and there is no need to be trapped in the mountains. , after all, I, the godmother, do not agree with her becoming a female Taoist priest in the future."

Lu Jingxi was facing the closet now and slowly opened his eyes.

Wen Ran behind her quickly fell asleep, but she was not sleepy at all.

Are you in love?

If she hadn't met Jiang Song at the airport today, the word "love" would never have touched her.

But in his heart, which was as calm as dead water, when he met an old friend, it set off uncontrollable ripples.

Lian Chengyu has started a new life for four years.

She seemed to be stuck in one place and didn't move. She watched many people move forward, and her life was going smoothly, but she was the only one.

When reciting sutras in the mountains, I often feel that time has stood still. Only when I go out to shoot movies and watch my children grow up can I truly feel the passage of time.

It has been four years since Lian Chengyu remarried. According to the bad habits of the family, he already has a child, right?

How many are there?

He closed his eyes and suppressed the irritating and sour thoughts.

But she was not sleepy at all. She touched her phone and clicked on the search bar.

It seemed like she hadn't searched for news about him for a long, long time.

When I typed these three words with my fingers, there was a long-lost throbbing in my heart.

After clicking search, very few news items popped up.

Even the news about the wedding, which had been a big deal at the time, had been completely wiped out, as if it had never happened.

How wonderful it would be if everything really never happened...

five o'clock at night.

Wen Ran stood in the living room with her hands on her hips, and Lu Zhiyi next to her also had a copy-paste expression.

Lu Jingxi picked out the earrings from the jewelry box, glanced at the big one and the small one, and gave her sincere affirmation, "She is indeed your daughter-in-law. You two look more and more like each other."

Wen Ran rushed up with his teeth bared, as if he was cheating, "I don't care! Can you stop dressing up so plainly? Seriously, blind those people's eyes! You are the Fourth Golden Queen, my treasure!"

Wen Ran looked at her outfit with disdain, including her thick curly hair, dark green V-neck silk shirt, black wide-leg pants, and a pair of red-soled high heels.

"You are a female celebrity, not a female entrepreneur!"

Lu Jingxi smiled nonchalantly, "Celebrities in the industry are competing for their beauty, just to get Bo Capital's eyeballs and resources, but I am different."

She put on her pearl earrings and patted Wen Ran's face, "I am the capital. I came to watch their performance and discuss cooperation by the way."

Lu Jingxi's words are not exaggeration. As the youngest Queen of the Four Golden Movie Awards in history, as the major shareholder of Shanhai Film and Television, and as the controller of Hengtian Model Artist Agency, she has the ability and strength to be used as capital.

Others go to get resources from capital, but she is the one who gives resources.

Wen Ran thought for a while, "That's true, but there is too much space on your neck. Wear a necklace. The one worth [-] million is good."

Lu Jingxi's expression froze, and he picked up a watch and put it on his left wrist, "If you wear earrings, don't wear a necklace. It's cumbersome."

After saying that, he walked up to Lu Zhiyi and kissed her little face, "Don't wait for me, go to bed early tonight."

"Okay mom." Lu Zhiyi responded obediently.

The entrance door opened and closed.

The smile that remained on Lu Jingxi's face slowly faded away.

She entered the elevator and remembered that necklace worth hundreds of millions, which was a New Year's gift given to her by Mo Shaoyuan during the Chinese New Year.

Later, she asked someone to return the necklace, but Mo Shaoyuan confiscated it and asked the middleman to tell her, "If you don't like it, just sell it."

She couldn't possibly sell such a valuable thing, so she kept it in a safe.

And every time she thought of that necklace, she remembered the conversation she had with Lian Chengyu in the strawberry garden after the Chinese New Year that year.

He said that if she leaves, he will never forgive her, because he can forgive others, but not her.

The sour pain began to surge everywhere again. She came out of the elevator and hit her chest with her hand.

The night breeze was refreshing and cool, and she smiled helplessly.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t let go, after all, hatred is also a form of memory...