Chapter 52: Master his uncle 11

Jiang Rui became busy. She followed Su Yue's suggestion, re-recorded a beauty video and posted it on Weibo, and Su Yue reposted it for her.
Within a few days, under the name of Su Yue's stepdaughter, her Weibo increased by more than a hundred thousand followers. Taking advantage of the heat, she recorded more than a dozen kinds of makeup and posted them.
Zhou Qiaoqiao's face is already good, with bright and beautiful features, and now the skin is white and clear by her care, it makes people shine without makeup, and it can be called amazing after makeup.
Every day, new fans pay attention to her. Some people learn makeup skills from her, some are purely to lick the screen, and there are a large number of people who call local tyrants to her complete set of big-name cosmetics and lipsticks in complete colors.
Although there are some bad comments, Jiang Rui never takes the words of some innocent people to heart.
When things are busy, naturally there is no time to go to Lou Wenyuan every day. Counting days, the two have not seen each other for seven or eight days, Jiang Rui will still send him messages, but not as frequently as before.
Because she runs the beauty microblog, she needs to ask Su Yue for some things, so she simply moved back to Zhou's house.
For this matter, the happiest person is for a few weeks, not to mention that the baby is just buying some cosmetics. As long as she is happy, as long as she is willing to move back, she just throws money into the sea, just listen to the sound and play.
However, there is one thing that worries him. Qiao Qiao told him before that after retiring from Lou Minglang, he would marry Lou Wenyuan. He also said that Lou Wenyuan would come home for a while, but there is no news yet. ?
One day after dinner, looking at his carefree daughter all day, Zhou's father could not help but quietly hold him back.
"Dad, what's the matter?"
"This, baby..." Father Zhou struggled with how to speak. He wanted to ask her, baby girl, didn't you say Lou Wenyuan wants to marry you? People? Isn't it your daydreaming? But with the soles of the feet, I knew it. I couldn't say that. I couldn't anger my daughter who had finally returned home.
He had to tactfully ask: "Why haven't I seen you go out these days?"
Jiang Rui said, "I want to record a video, Dad, have you seen my Weibo?"
"I took a look." Father Zhou said cheerfully, "My baby girl is so beautiful, and many people praise it. Those who say ugly are blind."
Jiang Rui smiled and said, "Whatever those people are doing, it's just a squirt. You have to squirt everything you see.
"That's it," Father Zhou nodded in agreement. Then I remembered my intentions, and saw that he pulled away, and he hurriedly pulled back, "Then you didn't go out, there is Lou Wenyuan..."
Jiang Rui understood what he meant, "Dad, just tell me if you have something to say, what else are you turning around with me."
Father Zhou laughed and touched his belly before he said, "Dad is not urging you, nor is it that our family has to be married to the Lou family. His Lou family is very good, but our Zhou family is not bad. If so Lou Wen is far from that interesting. We don't have to hang him on a tree."
"Dad, I understand what you mean." Jiang Rui nodded, "Don't worry, I know this in my heart. It's been a while."
Seeing her indifferent tone, as if she was holding the winning ticket, Zhou's father was stunned and nodded. After the nod, he came back to his senses. What is the matter? What is it called just now? Baby, what are you playing?
Seeing Jiang Rui turning around to leave, he was busy and held her again: "One more thing, Lou Minglang's company is in trouble, do you know?"
"What's the situation? Is the problem big?"
"It's quite big, there is a problem with the capital chain." Father Zhou said while observing her expression.
Jiang Rui nodded, "That's none of our business."
"Yes, it's none of our business, let him have a headache." Seeing her look unchanged, the stone in Zhou's father finally fell to the ground, it seems that the daughter really put Lou Minglang down completely.
At the same time, dinner has just been taken down in the main house.
Aunt Li cleaned up the desk and saw that Lou Wenyuan had already gone upstairs, she couldn't help but whispered to the people around her: "Miss Zhou hasn't come recently."
"I'm also wondering, did the husband quarrel? I don't think the husband is in a good mood these days."
"I can see it. Alas, Ms. Zhou is actually a child's disposition, very good to coax."
"Yes, when she came, there was a lot of fun at home."
"I don't know when it will be reconciled."
Neither of them saw it. Lou Wenyuan was standing at the corner of the stairs, and now he was walking upstairs.
He entered the study as usual, facing the boring documents, he felt a little bit bored.
The phone is at hand, the screen is always dark, there is neither phone nor information.
He frowned slightly, not knowing what to think, but after a long time he finally dropped the pen and picked up the phone.
The last message in the list was sent goodnight last night, and there is no news today.
Click on the message to slide up, and you can easily find that the earlier the message is sent, the more frequently it is sent. Sometimes he responds one message, and the other party can send three or four messages, and from morning to night, regardless of time.
One day, it suddenly disappeared.
The boundaries are obvious. That day is the day they went out to eat together and met Lou Minglang.
The light from the phone screen reflected on the glasses lens, flashing cold blue light.
Lou Wenyuan had no expression on his face.
He usually smiles mildly, so he can't tell. His lips are actually a bit thin. They are the thin lips that people often say. When they are not smiling, the corners of his mouth are slightly drooping, appearing unsympathetic and cold.
It should have been clear long ago. He thought coldly.
She came to him from start to finish for another man.
And he promised her, isn't it just to find some adjustment to the boring life?
Should we take her words seriously?
Would like him, would love him...
joke.
He turned off the phone, threw it in the drawer, and locked it.
After Jiang Rui heard Zhou's father say that Lou Minglang had a problem with the company's capital chain, he had a hunch that he would come to him.
Sure enough, Lou Minglang called her to meet in the afternoon of the next day.
Jiang Rui was originally lacking in interest, but after he said the meeting place, he suddenly agreed.
The two met in a cafe in the city center. As soon as Jiang Rui got off the car, he saw Lou Minglang sitting in a seat by the window.
After a few days, he looked haggard. The company's affairs should make him very depressed, perhaps not only the company's affairs.
Jiang Rui walked straight over and sat opposite him.
When Lou Minglang saw her, his eyes lit up clearly, "Qiaoqiao..."
"What's up?"
"I can't find you if I have nothing to do?" Lou Minglang frowned bitterly, "We said before, we can still be friends."
Jiang Rui smiled, "That's what you said, but I didn't agree. Besides, according to the relationship between the two of us in the future, it might be inappropriate to be friends, right?"
This incident was obviously something Lou Minglang didn't want to face. His eyebrows twitched nervously, and he immediately lowered his head, concealing it by stirring the coffee.
It took a while to hear him whisper: "Jojo, do you hate me?"
"What do you hate you?" Jiang Ruiman asked casually.
Lou Minglang smiled bitterly: "You all know, don't you? Knowing that I used my third uncle as an excuse to divorce you, but it was actually an excuse, so I used this method to retaliate."
Jiang Rui said: "I hated you before, but now it doesn't matter."
Lou Minglang's heart trembled fiercely. Compared to Zhou Qiaoqiao's hatred, her indifference made him even harder to let go.
Hate is because of love. If it doesn't matter, then there is really nothing left.
He took a deep breath, choked with an uncontrollable trembling, and covered his face with his hands trembling, "I messed up everything. Was it Jojo? I personally lost you."
Jiang Rui ignored him.
Lou Minglang said to himself: "Do you remember when you were a kid? When we first met, you held Uncle Zhou's hand tightly. You wore a cute princess dress with black and round eyes. Proud and beautiful like a little princess. At that time, I was thinking that my wife will be as beautiful as you in the future. The day I got engaged with you was the happiest day of my life. I thought I would always be so happy, then Happiness, it’s a pity that there are too many temptations in life. They seduce me, pull me away from you, farther and farther...now I finally lost you."
Jiang Rui was stirring the coffee boredly, his left ear came in and his right ear came out of his words, his gaze seemed to fall randomly on the street.
A familiar black car suddenly appeared in his vision. At the same time, Lou Minglang said to her: "Jojo, can I hug you again? This is the last time. After today, I will not appear in your life again. in."
coming.
Jiang Ruixin said. Since Lou Minglang set the meeting place near the Lou Wenyuan Group Building, she knew that he must be planning something, and now finally waited for her.
She turned to look at him, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Okay."
There were struggling expressions on Lou Minglang's face, with hesitation, intolerance, and pleasure. But when Jiang Rui stood up, he finally opened his arms and hugged her tightly.
Sorry. He said in his heart.
The car stopped at the corner for about half a minute, and quickly disappeared in front of him.
As soon as the car disappeared, Jiang Rui pushed away Lou Minglang expressionlessly.
He gave her a gift, the courtesy exchange, she should return one.
She stared Lou's bright eyes and said word by word: "I don't care, because Zhou Qiaoqiao who loves you and hates you is dead."
After finishing speaking, he ignored Lou Minglang who was in a daze, leaving a bill to pay, picking up the bag and leaving the cafe.
Alas, there is an old child waiting to coax him.