Lou Yuming walked over and took the marriage certificate. He looked down at her, lowered his voice, his eyes icy, and a sharp, cold glint erupted. "Ke Chuyao, go back where you came from. If I ever find you up to any more tricks behind my back, your fate will be the same as your friend surnamed Leng."
Ke Chuyao's pupils contracted abruptly.
He…
No wonder Leng Xiaoyi hadn't answered her calls these past few days. So that's what happened…
She stumbled, her high heels almost giving way.
Lou Yuming continued to threaten her retreating back, "If you don't want your career of the past few years to turn into dust, don't let me see you in A City again."
Ke Chuyao faltered, nearly falling to the ground in fright.
After the door closed, Lou Yuming raised an eyebrow. "Satisfied?"
Song Xi looked a little worried. "Was that too much…"
Besides spewing venom, Ke Chuyao hadn't actually said anything to her.
She didn't know about Leng Xiaoyi's situation at all. Lou Yuming couldn't be bothered to tell her, and simply pinched her cheek. "You, you're so foolish. What would you do if you were without me?"
"What, you want a divorce?"
Lou Yuming's gaze darkened. "I don't want to hear the word 'divorce' in the future."
"In my marriage with Lou Yuming, there is only widowhood, no divorce." As he spoke, he cupped her face and kissed her.
That night, Lou Yuming was exceptionally tender.
It turned out everything she had done was for her younger brother.
For some reason, it reminded him of ten years ago. His grandfather was unwell, so he was sent to the countryside to visit sponsored families.
He met a pair of siblings. It suddenly poured rain that day, and he hadn't brought an umbrella. He stood under a large tree for a long time. At this moment, a little girl, leading a boy, walked up to him.
She handed him one of her umbrellas and then walked away carrying her brother, without a word. But the warmth from the umbrella handle remained unforgettable for a long time.
He wondered how that pair of siblings were living after so many years.
Lou Yuming had kept the only photograph of that little girl with his grandfather. However, because it was an old photo, the girl's features were very blurry. He had searched for a long time but couldn't find her, only remembering those eyes.
So when he met Ke Chuyao, and his grandmother introduced them, he didn't refuse.
And then he met Song Xi… her eyes resembled that little girl's even more than Ke Chuyao's. It was as if… wait, Song Xi!
Lou Yuming had a sudden epiphany. He turned the sleeping Song Xi around and examined her features carefully.
Before, he had thought this woman was materialistic, so even though she resembled that little girl, he instinctively believed it wasn't her. But now…
"Song Xi, where did you live when you were a child?" His voice was filled with unconcealable excitement.
Song Xi stirred, displeased, and hummed vaguely.
Lou Yuming controlled his strength and asked again, "Where?"
"...Chang... Li."
After uttering these two words, Song Xi rolled over and continued to sleep, completely unaware of the man behind her looking shocked, his eyes shining.
Chang Li Village! It was really her!
After so many years, the girl he had been searching for was actually her!
Lou Yuming was overwhelmed with excitement. He held Song Xi gently but tightly in his arms.
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A month later, the program "I Am a Worker" was successfully wrapped up. Mi Xuan's side had officially released a reasonable explanation. Song Xi had also quickly chosen an excellent script and was preparing to seamlessly join the next production. However, Lou Yuming disallowed it, saying he wanted to keep some time to take her somewhere.
He had been particularly strange this past month, clinging to Song Xi and often saying sweet nothings. He never used such words before, but now he could utter them effortlessly, making Song Xi suspect he had been possessed.
Unable to resist Lou Yuming's possessiveness, Song Xi eventually cleared a week to accompany him to a certain place.
She hadn't expected this place to be Chang Li Village.
Looking at the village before her, Song Xi felt a sense of time passing.
"Why did you bring me here?"
Lou Yuming held her hand and walked towards a large tree.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, many past memories suddenly surfaced in Song Xi's mind. She spoke to herself, "Do you know, Xiao Yang and I used to come here often to play."
"After our parents passed away, my uncle and his family also swallowed the death compensation. Fortunately, an old grandpa kept coming to help my brother and me, otherwise, we would have starved to death on the streets long ago. I wonder how that grandpa is doing now."
"Do you remember him?" Lou Yuming's voice was hoarse with emotion.
Song Xi shook her head regretfully. "I've forgotten his face, but one day it rained heavily, and I met a man in a suit under this big tree. He looked very pitiful, so I gave him an umbrella—"
Before she could finish, Lou Yuming suddenly kissed her fiercely.
"Think more."
Song Xi was dizzy from his kiss. "Think about what?"
"What color clothes were you wearing that day?" His gaze was intense.
Song Xi racked her brain. "It seems… yellow!"
"Yellow."
They said it in unison.
Song Xi exclaimed in surprise, "How did you know!?"
Lou Yuming pushed her against the tree trunk and kissed her again with burning passion.
"Guess."
An absurd thought exploded in Song Xi's mind. She was greatly shocked. "You, you, you—"
The sun shone brightly, the wind rustled the grass, and volcanic passion surged through both of them.
Her phone rang.
The woman reluctantly answered. "Hello… What, Xiao Yang woke up!?"
The woman excitedly hugged the man, and they held each other tightly.
"Xiao Yang woke up, he finally woke up!"
The future was still long, but everything seemed to be developing in a positive direction.
Lou Yuming, let's be entangled forever.
(End of the story)