Chapter 794 Don’t Think About It for a Minute

Song Siming shook his head, "Mr. Lu, I know you will say this, but this pair of jade Ruyi is to congratulate you on your wedding. In addition, I hope you can give these Ruyi to Xiaoke Xiaoai in the future."

Lu Juefeng nodded, "I will keep this pair of Ruyi for you."

Song Siming said frankly: "Thank you, Mr. Lu." He took out another box.

Lu Juefeng frowned.

Song Siming quickly said: "Mr. Lu, this is not a jade ornament, it is just a photo album. Please help me pass it to Bai Zhi. Speaking of which, this photo album is hard-earned..."

Song Siming seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, with pained and self-blaming eyes, "Xiao Zhi has not been able to grow up by my side since she was a child. I want to understand Xiao Zhi's growth trajectory over the years, so I went to collect her photos in person. The Ye family's feelings towards her No, I don’t have many photos at home. Later, I looked for her neighbors and her former classmates, and it took me an unknown amount of time to get this album together. My original intention of collecting these photos was to get together with her. The father and daughter had a good chat and tried to eliminate those diaphragms. But at that time, she was blind, and what happened later..."

Song Siming paused and sighed, "I regret it very much. As a father, I failed very much."

Lu Juefeng sat back on the sofa, his eyes moving slightly as he looked at the photo album in Song Siming's hand.

The grudge between Song Siming and Bai Zhi and his daughter, but he had no intention of becoming the mouthpiece between the father and daughter.

But Song Siming, an old fox, first gave a bunch of jade Ruyi, euphemistically calling it to Xiaoke Xiaoai, and asked him to keep it for him. Since he accepted the jade Ruyi, he also had to accept this photo album.

Lu Juefeng didn't want to worry too much, "Director Song can leave it here and I will hand it over. I will try to bring these words as much as possible."

"Really, Mr. Lu, thank you so much." Song Siming was so excited that his eyes burst into ecstasy, and then he coughed violently, covering his chest, and it took him a while to recover.

Lu Juefeng glanced at Song Siming and said, "Dr. Song, please pay attention to your health. I will try my best to be a qualified elder brother and take good care of Bai Zhi."

Song Siming kept nodding and thanked him repeatedly.

Before leaving, he saw Lu Juefeng hesitate for a long time and then said: "Actually, I know that Xiaozhi still loves you in my heart. You haven't let go of Xiaozhi in your heart. If it weren't for me, you might not know anything, and you would have been there by now. A family. Sometimes I wonder if I have done something wrong, so God sent Xiaozhi back to me and then pushed her away. Now I am left alone. Alas, this is how it will be in this life. If In the next life, I will never stop you again."

Lu Juefeng had a sullen face and did not respond, but clenched his hands tightly. He doesn't believe in the so-called afterlife, he only believes in everything he can grasp now.

But just like Song Siming said, without him, Bai Zhi would marry her, and maybe the child wouldn't be aborted. They should now live happily together as a family of five.

If Song Siming was not Bai Zhi's father, he would never let him in. He didn't want to hear anyone's confession.

In the study, Lu Juefeng was leaning on the sofa alone. Beside him, there were two boxes.

He reached out and picked up the wooden box containing the photo album.

Lu Juefeng opened the first page, and there was a line of elegant Chinese characters written on it, "My beloved daughter has a white heart."

He had no reaction and continued to turn to the back.

The first photo is of a bright red baby who hasn't even opened his eyes yet.

The skin was red and wrinkled, and to be honest, it was a bit ugly. Lu Juefeng tried his best to compare the squinted, red little guy in the photo with Bai Zhi. There was a hint of subtlety in his handsome expression.

The corners of his lips moved and he looked at the next photo. In this photo, the baby's facial features have grown, the round black eyes are staring at the camera, and the baby's white face is like a piece of white dough. It seemed like I saw the eyes of Xiao Ke and Xiao Ai.

He reached out and gently stroked the pink cheek of the little girl in the photo with his slender fingers.

His hands seemed to be touching layers of soft steamed cakes, and a slight smile escaped from the corners of Lu Juefeng's lips.

"Juefeng, I've been searching for a long time, and it turns out you're hiding here." Xia Yunsheng opened the door and was slightly startled when she saw the smile on Lu Juefeng's lips before she could retract it.

Her eyes fell on the wooden photo album in Lu Juefeng's hand, "What is this?"

"Nothing." Lu Juefeng calmly put away the photo album in his hand, then picked up the Ruyi box and put it in the cabinet.

Xia Yunsheng's intuition told him that there must be something wrong with what Lu Juefeng was holding, but she knew that Lu Juefeng didn't like others to disobey his wishes, and since tomorrow was their wedding, she couldn't make him unhappy at this time.

"It's so late, why are you here?" Lu Juefeng raised his eyes and looked at Xia Yunsheng, with no extraneous expression on his handsome face like a knife and an axe.

"I..." Xia Yunsheng, who was full of tenderness, came into contact with Lu Juefeng's cold eyes, and the words that had passed through her mind several times were stuck in her throat. She took a deep breath, lowered her head and tried to look shy, "Tomorrow is ours. The wedding, in my heart...I am excited and nervous in my heart, Jue Feng, please let me stay here, I want...I want you to accompany me?"

After saying that, Xia Yunsheng raised her head and stared at Lu Juefeng tenderly with loving eyes. With such tenderness and infinite shyness, she didn't believe that Lu Juefeng could withstand it.

In the past, when she and Ji Gaoyuan were together, no matter how earth-shaking the quarrel was, as long as she showed such an attitude, Ji Gaoyuan would immediately kneel down under her pomegranate skirt and look up to her.

"No." To Xia Yunsheng's disappointment, Lu Juefeng rejected her without thinking. He looked at her with such a cold and distant look, as if she was just an object in his eyes.

"Why?" Xia Yunsheng was stung by Lu Juefeng's gaze and couldn't help asking, "I will be your bride tomorrow, why can't I..."

"This is against the rules." Lu Juefeng interrupted Xia Yunsheng and looked away, landing on the door behind Xia Yunsheng. "I asked Ma Dong to take you back."

"No. I'm not going back." Xia Yunsheng tried to make her voice sound gentle and tender, "Don't drive me away, okay? I... I want to talk to you."

Lu Juefeng turned his eyes to Xia Yunsheng's face again, as if he wanted to tell him something quickly.

With such a businesslike look, Xia Yunsheng felt uneasy like a prospective groom. She had always done things in a measured way, and the reason why she came rashly tonight was because she couldn't let it go.

As long as Angelica dahurica remains, the variables will remain.

The feeling of being on tenterhooks even though the target was right in front of her made Xia Yunsheng feel like she was going to collapse every minute. She had to make the raw rice cooked in advance and didn't want to wait a minute longer.