During the time when Lu Qingzhou was sitting in her son's seat, Feng Ziyan had never left the garden to daydream, other than sitting on the sofa downstairs and playing with her iPod. He was afraid that something bad would happen to Lu Qingzhou if he failed to get his mind together.
Every day, Lu Qingzhou would go upstairs to eat and sleep, living according to the rules. A month later, she began to put on makeup and dress herself, and Feng Ziyan felt even more panicked when she saw how silent she was. He wanted to find a chance to chat with her, but was forced back by her cold gaze.
"Qingzhou, can you not do this? I'm worried if you don't talk. " Feng Ziyan thought for a long time before uttering these words that he would never have been able to say even if he was beaten to death.
The heavens knew that he cared about Lu Qingzhou. Everyone around knew that he cared about Lu Qingzhou, but only Lu Qingzhou herself did not. He told the doctor to give her a sedative and forcibly remove the child while she was unconscious. He believed that he did the right thing, but in Lu Qingzhou's heart, he was already a sinner and the murderer of their child.
"I'll want to go out and buy some clothes later, the ones in the closet are old, and I want your assistant to help me. You don't mind giving him to me, do you? "
Lu Qingzhou rolled over the quilt on the bed and folded it neatly. He then used his hands to wipe off the scraps of skin on the bed one by one, making the bed sheets look even more tidy and meticulous.
"I'll give you whatever you want." Feng Ziyan painfully replied. Her calmness was even more painful than her crazy cursing and smashing things. He didn't know how to make up for the trauma in her heart. If that bowl of soup was the direct killer of the child, then he was an accomplice in her heart.
He didn't know what he had to do to make her forgive him.
"Alright, that's all I need for now. I'll tell you when I remember that I have other needs." Lu Qingzhou opened the closet to get some clothes and then looked towards the door. Feng Ziyan immediately understood her meaning and wanted him to go out.
He bitterly looked at the body that had once attracted him like a poppy even after recuperating for more than a month.
"I'll wait for you outside." Feng Ziyan walked out of the room and closed the door.
When Lu Qingzhou turned around, his eyes were red. She also didn't want to treat him like this. In her heart, she knew that it had nothing to do with her face. If she didn't drink that bowl of soup, then perhaps she wouldn't be where she was today. She couldn't blame herself for it. She could only blame Feng Ziyan.
She took out her cell phone and looked at his circle of friends. The photo of the day he went to buy the baby's things was still on it, and how she could believe that he didn't want her and the baby.
She just couldn't accept losing another life for a while. She couldn't accept him signing the abortion again.
Lu Qingzhou looked at the mirror and took a deep breath. The tears that were about to flow out of his eyes slowly withdrew. She chose a beautiful long skirt and put on a small jacket. Then, she took out the cosmetics that she had never used before and lightly painted her face. When she opened the door again, Feng Zi Yan saw that the beautiful and refined Lu Qingzhou in front of her was in high spirits.
Lu Qingzhou was also satisfied to see that his expression was different from before. Her gaze only stayed on Feng Ziyan for a second before she placed her hand on the shoulder strap of her bag: "To the Heaven Flower Shopping Shop."
To put it simply, Lu Qingzhou planned to take her to Suying to buy the evening dress for the ceremony. Feng Ziyan's gloomy eyes flashed with a complicated expression when he saw her flying expression.
"Let's go." Feng Ziyan reached out her hand. Lu Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, but still handed the bag to Feng Ziyan.
Lu Qingzhou got into Feng Ziyan's car and buckled up her seatbelt. Feng Ziyan pulled the car out of the garage and pressed a button to start the engine. The car immediately rushed forward.
Lu Qingzhou, who was sitting in the car, looked forward without saying a word. Feng Ziyan tightly gripped the steering wheel, her speed varying from fast to slow according to his fluctuating emotions.
Lu Qingzhou was tired of watching the scenery along the way. She took out her phone and opened WeChat to check her WeChat Moments.
None of the friends inside had any updates. Half an hour later, Feng Ziyan drove the car to the underground parking lot of the Tianhua shopping mall.
Lu Qingzhou impatiently got out of the car. Feng Ziyan followed behind her and even held a bag for her.
Tianhua was the largest luxury brand shopping mall in City X. There were only a few customers in the morning and a little more in the afternoon. Those rich ladies usually stayed up late at night. It was normal for them to wake up late in the morning or sleep late at night.
Feng Ziyan accompanied her throughout the entire shopping mall, and when she left, the car was already packed to the brim. When he was paying, Feng Ziyan was naturally very proactive in swiping the card. The tens of millions of dollars that he had browsed through for a few hours were suddenly swiped away. He didn't even bat an eyelid.
On the way back home, Lu Qingzhou looked back at the several bags of clothes and shoes on the back seat and suddenly felt like it was not going too far.
"I'll pay you back for what I buy." She also didn't remember how much money the clerk had given her for her face. She only knew that the employee swiped his card every time he reported a bunch of numbers. She felt an indescribable happiness in her heart.
"No need." Feng Ziyan reached into her pocket and took out a golden bank card. He passed his hand across the car's storage box and stuffed it into Lu Qingzhou's hand.
"This is my credit card, take it. In the future, just brush whatever you want to buy. " Feng Ziyan turned the steering wheel, and the car headed for the fairground to take the dreamy route onto the overpass.
Lu Qingzhou held the gold card in his hand and placed it into his bag after a while: "Ok."
The atmosphere in the car was so tense that Feng Ziyan, feeling a little depressed, turned on the radio.
The gentle jazz music directly jumped into their ears. Lu Qingzhou turned her face towards the window and suddenly opened her mouth, "Let's go to Sealing Shadow Media."
Feng Ziyan's hand tightened, the hand holding the steering wheel trembled for a moment, then she found a suitable section of the road and climbed onto the overpass again.
He did not know why Lu Qingzhou would suddenly want to go to the Shadow Sealing Media. He did not ask, nor did Lu Qingzhou mention it.
Feng Ziyan sent her downstairs to the company. Lu Qingzhou opened the door and got off the car, walking towards the company. Feng Ziyan sat in the car, took out a cigarette from her cigarette case, and lit it up. The car was immediately filled with the pungent smell of smoke.
"Miss, may I ask who you are looking for?" The young miss of the reception desk in the hall saw Lu Qingzhou's expression and hurried out to meet her.
"I'm looking for Director Yuan." Lu Qingzhou lowered the shoulders she had been carrying.
"Miss Lu, this way, please." As soon as the receptionist could see her face, he ushered her into the private elevator. Lu Qingzhou entered the elevator and looked up at the entrance of the door. A tall figure was walking towards her.