Chapter 47

At the end of the party, Lu Nancheng went out for a trip. Song Jin also went downstairs to take a turn. She didn't see Lu Nanyu. She only saw Qin Yanran sitting in the corner and taking a selfie. She didn't go there with a smile, so as not to disturb her who was addicted to selfie.

She walked to the yard with her feet raised. The night wind came with the hot and dry air, which was stained on her skin. Standing on the dark corridor, she looked up at the thin half of the moon tonight. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a dark shadow moving beside her. She was startled.

"Who's there?"

"Sister in law, it's me."

Song Jin was surprised: "little brother-in-law, why are you sitting here?"

Lu Nanyu smiles, his voice scattered in the hot air: "it's too noisy inside, come out to breathe."

Song Jin approached with her skirt. There was no light on the corridor, only the light moonlight, which was dark.

She also sat down beside her, leaning loosely against the railing.

"What happened to my sister-in-law?"

"Except for you, I don't know many people at all. I come out to breathe like you."

Lu Nanyu knew that she didn't say it was fake. Song Jin went abroad with her parents when she was very young and had no friends at home.

"Is this kind of Party boring for my sister-in-law?"

She nodded: "you must be the same as me."

Lu Nan Yu smiles: "I don't often attend."

She had seen that Lu Nanyu's status in the Lu family was not normal. She didn't ask, "I envy you."

"I'm afraid my sister-in-law will come often."

"Well, how was your conversation with Qin Yanran?"

Lu Nan Yu's eyes turned slightly and hid in the dark: "Miss Qin seems to have misunderstood me. At that time, it was only a little help to help her."

"Well, my sister-in-law is just pulling the line. The choice is up to you."

Song Jin is also relieved to hear his answer. She doesn't want Qin Yanran to be her uncle's wife, at least in the next three years, which will hinder her next plan.

She continued to look up at the moon, and was suddenly covered by a large cloud. Without the moon, it seemed that the surroundings were even darker. The two sat in the dark and could only see each other's shadow. Just as Song Jin was about to get up and go back to the house, she suddenly saw a black shadow coming in front of her.

Before the tone of her voice came out, she had heard Lu Nancheng's urgent and deep voice calling her name. She was puzzled that she could recognize herself in the dark.

"Not to tell you not to run around?"

He shrieked, Song Jin in the dark shriveled mouth, see he suddenly walked behind him, the whole body exudes cold temperament, seems to catch the traitor on the scene.

Lu Nanyu also felt it and immediately got up from the Bush: "big brother, it's me."

Lu Nancheng's cold air field dissipated slowly in an instant. In the dark, he grabbed her hand accurately: "well, since they are all going back."

When he finished, he turned around and dragged her away. Song Jin's hand was tightly clamped in his arm, and he dragged her all the way to the banquet hall. Then he slowed down and took her to say hello.

Song Jin had never seen the leader of the Qin family before. Now she saw a middle-aged man who was about 50 years old and slightly fat. He had sparse hair and wore glasses. His sharp eyes swept them, especially on her. He seemed to be looking at her.

Song Jin has a decent smile on her face. She greets with Mr. Qin. Suddenly, she hears Mr. Zhuang. Because of her unique surname, she looks back and sees half of the man's face. Years later, it has been stained with the traces of time, but she immediately takes back her sight, pretends not to see it, and lowers her head slightly.

Lu Nancheng close to detect a trace of her body is wrong, eyes quietly swept around, and did not find the wrong place.

Before the end of their greetings, Zhuang Jingrui came with his assistant. Lu Nancheng, a younger generation, also exchanged greetings with Mr. Zhuang before leaving.

Song Jin deliberately did not look up, pull landing south city to leave.

Zhuang Jingrui subconsciously looks back at Lu Nancheng's female companion. He doesn't see her face clearly, but she looks too much like that person with her head down. Although she has been dead for many years, she still seems to be around.

Even her figure was very similar, but he soon comforted himself that it was just a similar figure. If she were alive, she would not be a girl now.

After greeting Mr. Qin, Zhuang Jingrui wants to leave, but he meets Su Yirou at the door. As soon as he turns his steps, He staggers. The assistant immediately understands what Mr. Zhuang means.

Song Jin's heart is still a little uncertain until she sits in the car. When she saw Zhuang Jingrui just now, her memory of the past jumped into her mind, making her listless on the door.

Her dispirited little appearance fell into Lu Nancheng's eyes. For a while, she was inexplicable. The woman's mood was more changeable than the weather in summer, sunny and rainy.

The car gently out of the building, Song Jin still keep that posture did not move, she closed her eyes to think of the first time to see Zhuang Jingrui, he is not the successor of the banker, just a good young man, because of the background of the banker, his career development is particularly smooth, his father appreciates his young promising, specially invited him home.At that time, she didn't know that her father intended to lead them. She just thought it was an ordinary dinner. She didn't speak on the table, quietly grabbed the rice in the bowl, and after eating, she was ready to go to play with downing.

Su Yirou may have known about it for a long time. She kept talking with Zhuang Jingrui at the dinner table. They talked a lot about everything from Humanities and history to architecture and business. She listened to Balabala and felt upset. She just wanted to finish the dinner earlier.

Finally, more than an hour later, she couldn't wait to leave. She was stopped by her father and accompanied Zhuang Jingrui to chat. She didn't have the time and ran out of the door without waiting for her father to speak.

She heard her father's cry behind, and ran out of the house without looking back. She ran along the willow path, like a magpie releasing its cage, and ran happily to the entrance of the alley.

Suddenly she heard the sound of a car engine behind her. She looked back at Zhuang Jingrui's car in surprise and lowered the window to show a handsome face. A gentleman asked, "where is Miss Su er? If you don't want to give me a lift."

Her impression of Zhuang Jingrui is not bad. Young and promising young people don't want to get on the bus much.

He didn't talk much in the car. He took her to her destination, but asked for her phone number when she got off the bus. At that time, he didn't think much about it.

When the car drove into Lu's old house, Lu Nancheng was ready to get off. However, she leaned her head askew, closed her eyes and leaned against the car door. It seemed that she was asleep. His hand fell on her cold shoulder, but there was no action yet. Her round eyes opened, opened his hand and pushed the car door down neatly.