Chapter 105 Something happened

"You are really a cultural desert. It is really difficult for you to describe people." Lu Jingming smiled and shook his head, his eyes fell on the album again, and he said softly, "She is a gentle but firm and stubborn person."

"My mother is not from Tangzhou. She and my father met at Kyoto University. My father cracked a major cross-provincial case at that time and went to Kyoto University to give a guest speech. My mother was a student who went to listen to the speech. She didn't remember the content of the interview, but just remembered the manner of my father talking on the podium."

"After the speech, she invited my father to have a meal. The two of them chatted about everything and hit it off and fell in love quickly."

"My mother is a descendant of a famous family and a famous socialite in Kyoto. My father was born in a poor family and was only the captain of a criminal investigation team at the municipal level. This marriage was strongly opposed by my grandfather's family. So she cut off relations with her family, even gave up her studies, elope with my father, and came to her father's hometown, Tangzhou."

"My father claimed to be romantic when he was young, playing in the world. His heart was just temporarily staying in my mother. Not long after my mother was pregnant, I learned that he had another woman outside, that woman, Jiang Qiong, and she even met my father earlier than my mother."

"My mother is well-educated, gentle and quiet, but she is stubborn at heart. After knowing the truth, she couldn't accept it and suffered from depression."

"She jumped into the river and committed suicide before I was one year old."

Wei Qingsong looked at the sky and struggled to sort out the relationship. He was a little indignant: "How can Uncle Lu do this! Since he chose to marry and elope with your mother, he should treat your mother well. Why should he be entangled with other women? How can one heart be distributed to two people?"

"But he just gave his heart to two people, loving both my mother and other women. He didn't want to give up no matter which one." Lu Jingming's smile was cold and faint.

Wei Qingsong was speechless and difficult to understand.

"Uncle Lu looked at a very serious person, but he didn't expect that he would be like this."

"Yes, before he retired due to injury, he was the most famous criminal policeman in Tangzhou City and the pearl of the police industry. But it was such a person who ruined the life of a woman who loved him. Who would have thought of it?" Lu Jingming slowly closed the album and sighed heavily.

"How did you know these things?" Wei Qingsong was a little confused.

"When I was twelve years old, I accidentally saw the diary left by my mother during my lifetime." Lu Jingming did not hide it and said truthfully, "Before that, I also regarded Jiang Qiong as my mother. After all, she was really good to me, but after knowing the truth, I could not face her well any more."

If Jiang Qiong accepted, who would compensate Wen Manqing for the past time?

"For a long time, my feelings for my mother were complicated. She clearly said in her diary that I was her only concern in this world, and that she only had all the love she had left, but she left me and put me in such a situation. I don't know whether I should miss her or hate her."

Lu Jingming's eyes were vague, and finally he turned his gaze straight on her: "It is because of your company that I feel a little meaning of life's existence, so Songsong, now that you understand all of me, will you still want me?"

It was Wei Qingsong's cheerful sunshine that gradually infected him and took away the darkness in his heart, so that he would not be a trapped beast fighting with him in the shadows.

Looking at the man in front of him with a fragile eyebrows and eyes, Wei Qingsong felt sad.

She hugged his neck and said in his ear: "Are you stupid? Why would you ask me such a question? If you really like someone, you won't worry so much. No matter what happened before, it doesn't matter anymore. Even if everyone leaves you, I will never leave you!"

Lu Jingming smiled, his eyes were gentle, he hugged her tightly, kissed her hair lightly, and his voice was hoarse: "Then we have agreed that if you dare to leave me and leave alone, I will definitely hate you for the rest of my life."

At that time, he never thought that one day, Wei Qingsong would really leave.

Despite this, he still couldn't hate her.

Just like he couldn't really hate Wen Manqing and Lu Changbai, he couldn't even hate Jiang Qiong.

Therefore, he never rejected Lu Jinghuan's pleasing and approaching, and tolerated her to step into his world.

He looks so much like Wen Manqing. From his appearance to his personality, he is very similar. He is stubborn and firm, but he also carries the gentleness and nobleness in his bones.

However, he still couldn't live in harmony with Lu Changbai and Jiang Qiong, and he would not be able to control the paranoia hidden in his heart.

He can be kind to Lu Jinghuan just because she is innocent. He will not take his anger against Lu Jinghuan by the evil committed by the previous generation.

In a corner of the Western Restaurant "Xingmang", the two of them looked at each other speechlessly, sitting quietly, each falling into old memories.

The coffee in front of her was about to cool down, and Wei Qingsong's stomach made a protest horn sound. Then she suddenly came to her senses and called the waiter in a black tuxedo.

"Sorry, I'm sorry, I'll bother, how long will it take for our meal?"

The waiter stopped hurriedly, looked anxious, and spoke quickly: "I'm really sorry, something happened to our kitchen, and I'm afraid we can't have a meal. Please use the order receipt to go to the front desk to refund the money."

He finished speaking in a hurry, and before Wei Qingsong could react, he came to the hanging crystal lamp in three or two steps, stood next to the piano, holding a microphone in his hand.

He turned on the microphone and patted. After confirming that there was a sound, he sang calmly and said: "Please note that our chef in the kitchen suddenly became ill and could not continue to operate today. Customers who failed to serve the meal should be asked to apply for a refund with a small order receipt. We will pay triple compensation, which will cause inconvenience to you. We are deeply sorry."

After saying that, he bowed in four directions, with a very sincere attitude.

From the seat where Wei Qingsong was sitting, looking towards the direction of three o'clock, you can see a light golden silk cloth with the words "Customer stops".

The kitchen here is not an open kitchen. You can only see people constantly entering and exiting from the back kitchen, and the expression on everyone's face is very solemn.

A female waitress was calling, her expression seemed to be about to cry. She was too far away and could not hear what she said. She could only see her stomping her feet in a hurry.

Wei Qingsong turned slightly and looked towards the front desk. The cashier's little girl looked confused. A waiter came from the direction of the kitchen and said something to her. Her pupils suddenly dilated, then she stretched out her hands to cover her face tightly, and took a breath.

That was a sign of horror.

"The expressions of these waiters seem to be wrong." Wei Qingsong blocked his face with one hand and said softly to Lu Jingming.

Lu Jingming nodded in agreement, with a solemn expression: "In such a large restaurant, there must be more than the chef, the chef in the back kitchen. Even if the chef suddenly gets ill, there is no need to suspend business. I'm afraid something bigger will happen."
Chapter completed!