Lu Ziyi felt as if his breathing had become hurried. He was a little nervous as he walked forward step by step to look at Prog. "Who drew this?"
A single glance would last for tens of thousands of years. Even if it was just a single glance, he knew very well that this was the person he was looking for!
"Oh, this is drawn by my eldest disciple Lina. The characters inside are my disciple Yock and her son." When Yok came, he didn't want to take her in as a disciple, but her talent was indeed shocking.
Now, however, the child and her mother?
What did that mean?
"What's her Chinese name?" He stared at Prog. Prog took a deep breath: "I'm not too sure about that, I only heard his boyfriend call her Yuanyuan."
Yuanyuan?
Qin Yuanyuan?
Her boyfriend. She already had a boyfriend?
The child. Was it her and his boyfriend?
Had she really been so heartless as to forget everything?
Lu Ziyi's body suddenly swayed, and he staggered two steps back.
"Mn, Mr. Lu, don't tell me this Little Yihan really looks similar to you?" Prog also regained his senses at this time, and said to Lu Ziyi.
"Especially his personality. It's practically an exact replica of him." He muttered softly.
He was the same person, he was proud and aloof, the same kind of person as himself. This … Could it be that Yuanyuan and his child …
Lu Ziyi suddenly closed his eyes, his chest continuously rising and falling. His two hands tightly clutched the front of his chest, as if he was unable to breathe.
So it turned out that he had been so close to her before. He still had a child. Had he already seen his own son with his own eyes?
It turned out that on that day, if he had gotten out of the car and insisted on sending his child home, he might have found Yuanyuan …
"Boss Lu!" Su Lijuan, who was at the side, was also startled when she heard this news. She had never thought that even after all her calculations, she did not consider the word 'coincidence' …
He felt that there was hope this time, and even more so, that there was hope.
However, before he could even open his mouth to say anything, Lu Ziyi had already rushed out of the main entrance of the banquet like a gust of wind.
"Did I say something wrong today?" He pulled at Su Lijuan worriedly.
"No, you're right." Su Lijuan said with a gloomy face.
"Then Mr. Lu is …" Prog looked at Lu Ziyi who had disappeared and then looked at the cold Su Lijuan, thinking that he had messed up something.
… ….
Seeing Lu Ziyi leaving as fast as lightning, the people at the banquet looked at each other. They didn't understand why the person in charge of the Lu Group, who was the host, would suddenly leave the stage in a hurry …
Lu Ziyi's car was moving crazily towards the address of that day in his memory. Yuanyuan was right there. Once he got there, he would be able to see her!
Yuanyuan!
Yuanyuan, do you know how much I want to see you!
The car was seriously speeding and sirens were coming from behind, but he didn't care. He just wanted to get to the address as soon as possible.
Then, Qin Yuanyuan brought Yihan and sat in Ye Daoming's carriage.
Two cars passed by.
"Mommy, are we really going to China?" Yihan looked up and asked Qin Yuanyuan curiously.
"Yes, go and see your grandmother. She will definitely like you very much." Qin Yuanyuan said while smiling gently.
"Then I have to draw for them!" In fact, he likes China very much.
Qin Yuanyuan rubbed her son's head.
When the car arrived at the airport, she held his hand and walked into the airport with Ye Daoming.
Qin Yuanyuan turned around and once again looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the airport. This time, not only did she bid farewell to France, she even left Lu Ziyi.
Ye Daoming suddenly asked: "Would you regret it?"
This sentence had no end, but Qin Yuanyuan understood what he was referring to.
"Nope." She gave a low laugh and spoke to him, and to herself. Yes, it would not be regretful, because back then, she had already made this choice.
Lu Ziyi stood silently in the room of Qin Yuanyuan's apartment. The empty room seemed to still have her scent.
Or did he miss it? When he rushed over, no matter how he knocked on the door, shouted, or even kicked the door like a madman, he did not receive any response. It was only when Su Lijuan came over and told him that Qin Yuanyuan had left did he finally recover.
Did she choose to run away from him again? Lu Ziyi's heart ached. Yuanyuan, what do I need before you are willing to see me?
His voice was low, hoarse, intoxicated, and filled with a sense of infatuation. Most of the time, his heart ached. It wasn't because he forgot him, but because he was too disappointed in him, so much that he didn't even want to see him?
Su Lijuan didn't tell him where Qin Yuanyuan had gone to and as if she had gone mad, she came to the airport.
When he arrived at the airport, even after searching the entire area, he still couldn't find her. This was already his second time chasing after her in the airport. What he received, however, was disappointment again and again.
"Yuanyuan, is this the end of your punishment? That's why I had to miss you again and again. " Lu Ziyi pushed open the door of the master bedroom and looked at the bed in the middle of the bedroom. The bed was clean and tidy, as if the owner had only left for a short period of time. It wouldn't be long before he would return.
Lu Ziyi walked to the bedside and gently caressed the light colored sheet with his fingers. The icy cold sheet made him feel that her warmth and her scent were still there.
He missed her smell, missed the time when he had satisfied himself by holding her in his arms. He missed the way she had smiled so sweetly in his arms. He missed her … Everything about her.
He curled up on the bed and buried his face in the pillow. His lips were firmly pressed against the pillow, as if he was kissing the person he missed once again.
Time and time again, like a madman.