"I..." The woman hesitated before speaking, "I got divorced. The procedures are almost done, and I'm planning to buy a ticket for the day after tomorrow. Are you free the day after tomorrow?"
Lu Zhaohe took a cigarette out of the cigarette case, didn't light it, and impatiently held it between his fingers. He had no intention of smoking again. "Where are you flying to?"
"Where are you?"
"I should be in Gang City the day after tomorrow," Lu Zhaohe replied indifferently.
"Then I'll fly to Gang City. I have some luggage, so..." she asked tentatively, "Can you come and pick me up?"
"Mmm, got it."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhaohe hesitated for a moment and then opened the drawer, took out a match, and struck it. The flame instantly illuminated his tightly pursed lips.
He lit the cigarette, took a shallow drag, found it tasteless, and extinguished it.
He faintly heard some noise from the opposite room, but then it disappeared. Unconsciously, he began to recall Bai Pu's legs—fair and slender, not particularly outstanding, but enough to make a man yearn for them.
Her waist was also slender, just the right size to hold.
When he carried her out of the Black Addiction Bar, her intentional or unintentional movements almost made him lose control.
The more he thought about it, the more restless he became. He entered the bathroom again and took a cold shower for more than ten minutes to barely suppress the restlessness in his heart.
Returning to the living room, he picked up his phone and glanced at it. There was an unread message, a short sentence that said, "I heard you retired, congratulations."
He casually replied with a "Yes" and didn't pay it much attention.
…
Bai Pu pushed Jiang Lin's suitcase back to the room, and almost as soon as she closed the door, she vomited. It happened to land perfectly on Jiang Lin's suitcase.
After vomiting, she felt much better, but her head was still dizzy. After cleaning up Jiang Lin's suitcase, she went into the bathroom to take a shower. When she finished and came out, she received a phone call from Jiang Lin.
"Baby, where are you? I miss you," Jiang Lin's voice was hoarse, as if he had been crying.
Hearing this, Bai Pu furrowed her eyebrows.
It wasn't so much that she felt sorry for him, but rather she felt a sense of sadness.
If he hadn't have affairs with Shen Liu, he would still be her perfect boyfriend—handsome, talented, intelligent, and attentive to her every need.
Among her female friends, everyone except Xu Xiaoran envied her for having such an outstanding fiancé.
"Baby? Why aren't you saying anything?" Jiang Lin's sobbing tone subsided slightly, but his voice remained soft.
"No, I'm at the hotel, just took a shower, getting ready to sleep," Bai Pu replied absentmindedly as she dried her damp hair and casually responded.
Jiang Lin's tone rose, "Why don't you ask where I am?"
Bai Pu's eyes dimmed, "You're with Song Li, right? Don't worry, you drank a lot. Rest up, and come pick me up tomorrow to go to the airport together."
"I'm so sorry, baby. I don't know how I got drunk. When I return to Gang City tomorrow, I'll make it up to you, okay?" He sincerely apologized.
"Mmm."
After hanging up the phone, Bai Pu laughed self-mockingly. The former lovers who used to share everything now had their own secrets.
How could she not know that he was with Shen Liu?
That unmistakable low, deep cough was clearly a woman's voice.
She opened Shen Liu's social media moments, and sure enough, Shen Liu had posted a selfie wearing a white bathrobe. When she enlarged the photo, she immediately noticed the reflection of a man behind the shower stall.
If this man wasn't the one who had just called her "baby", who else could it be?
Bai Pu couldn't sleep in the first half of the night. Her mind was filled with a man named Lu Zhaohe, and this man, after bringing her to the room, hadn't cared about her at all, not even a word of greeting.
She angrily forced herself to fall asleep, but it wasn't until the latter half of the night.
She was awakened by Jiang Lin knocking on the door.
Good wine was indeed different. Even after drinking so much, she didn't have a headache the next day. However, she didn't sleep well last night and felt tired, with her limbs a little numb.
After changing her clothes, she opened the door and immediately saw Shen Liu behind Jiang Lin. Shen Liu rushed in before Jiang Lin and naturally placed her bag on the coffee table. She took out a bottle of honey and walked straight to the water bar. "I heard from Jiang Lin that you also drank a lot last night. Let me make you a sobering tea. I just bought a bottle of honey downstairs."
"No need, Aunt Liu," Bai Pu instinctively resisted.
She subconsciously glanced at the closed door of the opposite room, and the "Do Not Disturb" sign was gone, indicating that Lu Zhaohe had already left.