Chapter 437: I am the Pearl, I Am Back!

asn't. There was nothing in his memory...But as a man, he certainly wouldn't say it. He just patted his pants leg nonchalantly and asked, "Haven't you been my wife for several years How many… things h...He is back!

He's actually, back.

How many times she woke up from her dreams, because she dreamt he was gone.

Over the past six months, she heard that his condition had improved. She thought he probably wanted to get in touch with her, but he didn't call at all...

He suddenly appeared.

Just like that evening many years ago, the villa suddenly had many Audi cars. At that time, she was heartbroken over Gu Changqing's affairs and, hearing the sound, went downstairs to see Lu Qian.

Her eyes were glistening with tears.

She stared at him, unable to move a muscle. Everything around them seemed frozen in time.

Her mind was a blank, the only thing she knew was.

He's back!

Lu Qian was the same, his eyes deep and almost greedily fixed on her.

Still looks good, just more mature.

Finally, Mingzhu came to her senses. Her lips trembled, and an unnatural flush appeared on her face. She pretended to crouch down and began picking up the scattered baguettes.

"It's dirty, I'll buy you another one next time." Lu Qian bent down to help her pick it up.

His hand touched something.

It was merely a light touch on her skin, yet she reacted with great intensity, suddenly springing to her feet.

She didn't even want the baguette, and ran off stumbling.

Lu Qian stood up and watched her back.

Wen Man walked over slowly.

She led Xiao Shuoshuo, the little guy's face was tight, but his two dark eyes were staring intently at Lu Qian.

"Uncle!" Wen Man's voice was tight.

She looked up at him with adoration in her eyes, her voice trembling as if she were about to cry.

Over two years, she flew to Switzerland no less than 20 times.

She has seen Lu Qian at his most painful.

She knows how hard it is for him to stand here today.

Fortunately, it's all over now, and things will be alright from now on.

Lu Qian gently patted her, then bent down to look at Shuoshuo, his voice quite gentle: "Take Dad to see your sister, okay"

Xiaoshuo was still pouting.

Lu Qian's heart ached slightly, reaching out to gently touch the little guy's head: "Silly boy."

He said, "Sister is in mom's room."

He was walking ahead, a little too fast, and looked puffed up.

Lu Qian is so melancholy.

Wen Man said softly, "It'll be fine in a while."

Lu Qian handed the baguette to her and followed Shao Shao who was going upstairs. The little guy was upset, so he brought her to the second floor and then ran off to find Zhang Chongguang with a thudding sound.

Lu Qian knocked on the door and went in.

This feminine bedroom, he had visited many times, but this time perhaps there was an added little baby, the air with a touch more sweetness, fragrant and pleasant.

The Mingzhu person is on the balcony.

She was facing away from me, backlit by the sun, so I couldn't make out her features clearly.

Lu Qian gently closed the bedroom door.

He slowly walked in and approached a wooden, pink crib where a little baby was sleeping.

Less than one year old.

The weather is fine, and the little children are sleeping soundly.

Pink and smooth, with brown curly hair.

Ge Huaxi looks quite similar to Xiao Lu, but Ge Huaxi has a delicate and refined appearance, while Xiao Lu is more bright and beautiful.

Lu Qian likes it very much.

Just then, the little one woke up.

Those bright eyes, staring at him, held a spark of curiosity.

Lu Qian leaned down and picked her up. The little girl was not shy at all, she even took the initiative to come closer, pressing her soft little cheek against Lu Qian's face and babbling "Dad."

Lu Qian's eyes welled up.

He cupped the small thing in his palm and kissed it gently.

How do you know I'm your father

Xiao Lu, of course, wouldn't answer.

She giggled with delight, her short arms hugging Lu Qian.

Lu Qian held her silently for a while, inhaling the sweet milky scent from her body, then smoothed down her skirt and walked to the balcony.

Mingzhu still stood there.

She wore a floral maxi dress with a loose, longline blazer over it.

Ink-colored hair, like seaweed, scattered behind her.

A gentle breeze picked up.

Her back view is very beautiful.

Lu Qian walked over with the child in his arms. She seemed to notice, and said softly, "I thought you wouldn't come back."

Lu Qian remained silent.

She turned to face him, staring at him silently. Her nose was slightly red, as were her eyes, clearly from crying.

Lu Qian told her not to cry.

"I know." Lu Qian's voice was moist.

More apologies won't make a difference.

He chose to remain silent.

He placed the child in Mingzhu's arms and gently stroked the little one's cheek with his pale, slender fingers. Then, he slipped a pair of very delicate bracelets into the child's hands—they were purchased by him in Switzerland.

He smiled faintly: “I came over right after getting off the plane. I haven't had time to see Grandma yet. The past two years, Grandma’s eyes have almost cried blind. I heard that you often take the children to see her, Mingzhu, thank you.”

He spoke with passion and politeness.

It's beyond comprehension.

Mingzhu restrained her emotions and said in a low voice, “Grandmother is grandmother, you are you!”

"I know!"

Lu Qian played with the children for a while longer. He had been sick, but he seemed more composed than before.

At last, it's time to say goodbye.

Ho Shao-ting came in and saw the two of them talking, so he picked up Xiao Lu You.

He kissed her and then said, "What are you doing standing here! Go downstairs for dinner! Today our family has double happiness, Mom and Dad are especially happy, they added several dishes that uncles love in the kitchen, saying it's to welcome Uncle home."

Double Happiness at the Door

Lu Qian smelled something. He smiled faintly, without revealing anything.

"No way! The old lady is in City B and we haven't met yet."

"Some other day! Some other day!"

……

Ho Shaoting's eyes narrowed. "That's a shame! Otherwise, Uncle could have stayed to help Mingzhu keep an eye on things. Today, we have a nephew from the Si family here. He seems quite decent."

Mingzhu was taken aback.

She had met him once, but hadn't thought much about it...

Lu Qian smiled faintly: "That's a pity!"

He looked at Mingzhu and said softly, "I'll come see the child tomorrow."

Lu Qian went downstairs.

Two black motorhomes pulled up to the Huo family villa. The doors opened, and a man in his early thirties stepped out.

He looks good and has a refined air about him.

The other party, upon recognizing Lu Qian, courteously stopped their steps.

"Mr. Lu."

Lu Qianyi also stopped, sizing him up for a moment with his eyes before giving a slight smile.

At this time, Huo Zhendong came over.

After exchanging pleasantries and addressing Lu Qian as "Little Brother Lu," he gestured for the young Master Si to take a seat and join them for dinner.

The seating arrangement was by Mingzhu's side.of dawn peeked through, Liushe felt uneasy and pushed open the door.As soon as he walked in, he was hit by the overwhelming smoke. He couldn't help but scold, "Mr. Lu, you should take care of your hea...