President’s Sweet Wife - Chapter 6

She had never dared to look at him from afar, letting the love in her heart flow and never know what a return was. Even though he had been gone for three years without a word or a trace of remorse, the government officials had passed on to him, hoping that one day he would appear before her, even if she knew that he would never fall in love with her in his life. Because he had yelled at her that he would never love her, that he would never know anything but his traitor.

“Alright, you can ask me to come back. But if you see me outside, you’re going to take a detour. You’re not allowed to tell anyone that you know me, you’re not allowed to say that you’re my wife, you’re not allowed to tell anyone that you’re married to me. Now roll out of my car. ”

Only now did she understand that the reason he had come back was because he had received the Twin OSs from Old Master Feng and Feng Shengming. If he had not returned to his home, the media company would have faced the blow from the Feng Family.

He could bear to enter the entertainment circle and become a member of the Feng Family, but he had ignored the marriage arranged for him by the Feng Family and had left his little wife at home by herself for three years.

In the end, Feng Ziyan was still wary of the Feng Family, so he shifted all of his hatred and resentment onto Lu Qingzhou. He thought that she had gone home to complain, but in reality, the Feng Family had only been waiting for him to turn back.

Cold, the gray sky suddenly began to rain, it was fine and dense, like the dust falling from the sky, drifting about. Lu Qingzhou, who had been driven out of the car, stood dumbly in the rain with his schoolbag in his hand. He watched as his car quickly disappeared into the mist, as if it had never appeared before.

Did he really hate her that much?

The rain quickly started to fall heavily. As if possessed, Lu QingZhou walked towards the teaching building mechanically.

In the classroom, her seat was near the window. Huge drops of rain fell heavily on the window, drowning out the noise of the students.

“Lu Qingzhou, did you get a boyfriend?”

Shen Miaomiao’s high-pitched voice was so loud that it nearly deafened her ears. The voice reached her and she quickly sat down beside Lu Zhizhou, sticking close to her like a baby.

“Speak, what are you doing?” I just saw Lamborghini send you here. No wonder you don’t like any of the boys in our school.

Shen Miaomiao’s words weren’t funny at all. Her drenched hair was still dripping with water.

“I’m already married, why are you trying to recruit me?”

“Go go, go. That Consort’s face is fit to be a husband. You should call him back earlier to get married.”

Shen Miaomiao took out a napkin and handed it to her as if she was farting.

“Wipe it off, you look like a wet dog. “Your boyfriend is really something. Even his girlfriend doesn’t know how to take care of him, so he should just take off his jacket in the heavy rain and let you wear it to the classroom.”

Shen Miaomiao snapped the gum in her mouth.

“Speak, what is this guy’s background?”

Lu Qingzhou did not agree with her using the word ‘goods’ to describe Feng Ziyan. However, she couldn’t take it anymore. If she didn’t tell her, it was as if she really had stolen someone.

“Feng Ziyan.”

“What?”

“I said, the person who just sent me to school is Feng Ziyan.”

Shen Miaomiao accidentally swallowed her chewing gum. The bell rang, and the rain got heavier.

After school was over, the rain stopped and Shen Miaomiao walked home with Lu Qingzhou.

Advertisements and movies were constantly broadcasted on the screen. Feng Ziyan’s handsome face filled the entire screen, and every time she passed, she would have to stop and take a look at the content inside.

Shen Miaomiao dragged her along. “What’s so good about it? What’s the use of such a man coming back? “You’re just too stubborn.”

Yes, and who can endure her husband’s neglect for so long, life is not a TV show after all, romance will eventually pass, reality is eternal. She went from fifteen to eighteen, and he came back. And after eighteen? Was she going to wait?