?194: Chapter 170: A Ghost under the Albizia Tree: He is a Man Favored by the Gods_1   194: Chapter 170: A Ghost under the Albizia Tree: He is a Man Favored by the Gods_1                                   When Lu Yinchu returned to the living room, the old man had woken up from his nap and was having tea.


    After Xia Zhen gave Lu Yinchu a look, she left.


    Lu Yinchu walked over and sat down across from the old man.


    “Xiangchen’s wife came just now?”


    The old man lifted his tea cup, his gaze indifferent and his voice tinged with a trace of exhaustion.


    Lu Yinchu pursed his lips and nodded, “Yes.”


    The old man sighed, “Because of this woman, Xiangchen has suffered all his life, but after all, she gave birth to three children for Xiangchen; Mufang, Muyun and Weihuan, all of whom I genuinely like.


    It’s better to let go of some things.


    I think your father might have thought the same.”


    Lu Yinchu didn’t say anything else, he nodded in agreement.


    Some things, he could only bury deep in his heart, not tell anyone, so that even when he was in pain, it wouldn’t double, making those around him suffer with him.


    Who else could be the eldest grandson and eldest son of the Lu family, the pir of the Lu family?


    At four in the afternoon, Lu Yinchu got in the car and left for thepany, with Mo Yaning to pick him up.


    Once in the car, Lu Yinchu remained silent.


    Mo Yan was ustomed to his silence, so he didn’t say much and focused on driving instead.


    After about five minutes, Lu Yinchu lifted his eyes to look outside the window.


    His thin lips moved as he started to speak, “Do you really n on going on alone like this?”


    Mo Yan was taken aback.


    There were only the two of them in the car so naturally, Lu Yinchu’s words were directed at him.


    “I heard that Qiaoqiao is looking for a match.


    The conditions seem quite good and Qiaoqiao seems to have taken it seriously.”


    After a moment, he spoke again, “Qiaoqiao likes you, I think you should know that.”


    Mo Yan’s eyes flickered, and he didn’t say anything immediately, his gaze drifting lightly to the window outside.


    Outside the car window, the albizia flowers in the open park were in full bloom.


    Even with the distance and ayer of ss between them, he felt as if he could still smell the gentle fragrance of the albizia flowers.


    He remembered hearing a saying when he was young: “There are ghosts under the Albizia tree”.


    He didn’t know if it was true or false, but he remembered it every time he saw an albizia tree.


    What would the ghost under the albizia tree look like?


    Would it be as beautiful as the albizia flower?


    Yearster, he met a woman that was more beautiful than the albizia flower.


    He told her this anecdote, and sheughed.


    She had a beautifulugh.


    She hugged his neck and said, “If one day, I unfortunately leave, you can think of me as the ghost under the albizia tree.


    Whenever you see the albizia tree, it means you are seeing me, okay?”


    No, not okay!


    He was very angry at the time and immediately held her close.


    He wouldn’t allow her to leave, especially not him!


    Butter, she really did leave him in a manner that was entirely definitive.


    In that moment, it was as if he saw a strong hand reaching out to him, piercing through his flesh to take out his heart.


    It was a bloodied mess.


    He told himself that this is what heartbreak truly felt like, it was this devastating.


    In this world, there is a type of loss, called loss beyond hope.


    Her departure took away a man named Mo Yan’s heart, and also took away everything of his, including love.


    “I think it’s quite good.


    The way things are now is the best,” This was his answer.


    Lu Yinchu nced at Mo Yan.


    Even without seeing his expression, he could feel the stiffness in his back.


    The so-called persistence, he and Mo Yan were alike, so there were some words that seemed like they should be said, but also seemed like they shouldn’t be spoken.


    In the end, all he said was, “I just want to remind you, life always goes forward.


    In your current state, she wouldn’t be able to rest easy.”


    Mo Yan’s thin lips moved slightly.


    Unbeknownst to him, his eyes had already filled with mist.


    …


    Nanxi applied for the staff dormitory.


    She thought that now that she had to work, living in the staff dormitory was more convenient.


    Of course, if Yang Su found a suitable rental house, she wouldn’t mind going there to hang out once in a while.


    Han Baobao didn’t want to stay in the dormitory, saying that she could have a family driver pick her up every day.


    Nanxi thought that Han Baobao really didn’t need toe here to go through such hardship just for a handsome deputy minister.


    Her brother’spany was so muchrger than Qihang, she could have easily learned at her own family’spany, there’s no need for her toe to Qihang.


    After leaving Qihang Group, Han Baobao nned to go straight home.


    After saying goodbye to Nanxi, Nanxi watched Han Baobao get into a rather sleek sports car.


    Inside the car was a young man wearing sunsses, his face indistinguishable.


    Nanxi frowned, wondering if Han Baobao was really going home.


    Nanxi was a bit worried, but it was ultimately not her business.


    Plus, the Han Family held a certain standing in H City, and most people wouldn’t darey a finger on Han Baobao.


    Taking a deep breath, she guessed what was most important now was solving her own problems.


    She was supposed to start interning at Qihang tomorrow, and to be honest, she was quite looking forward to it.


    However, she found something quite strange.


    Why did it seem like there were so many new people in her department present at the wee party today?


    Weren’t they only going to hire five people?


    …


    When Lu Yinchu left thepany, he nced at the time: 5:40 PM.


    Mo Yan, noticing his halted steps, understood and said, “The Qihang Group’s new staff wee party just ended a little while ago!”


    With a nonchnt hum, the man cast a casual nce at the direction of Qihang Group.


    He said nothing, and walked over to the car to get in.


    As the car started, Lu Yinchu looked nkly out the window.


    Mo Yan turned the car around, heading towards the street where Qihang Group was located.


    Lu Yinchu remained silent the whole time, taking out a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it.


    Slowly, smoke filled the car.


    His facial contours appeared cold, his gaze flickered, and his fingertips slightly trembled.


    Mo Yan hesitated for a moment.


    Was Lu Yinchu…


    nervous?


    After driving for about eight or nine minutes, Mo Yan began to slow the car down and gradually pulled over.


    Not far away, a slender girl in professional attire was waving goodbye to another girl.


    Mo Yan nced at the man in the back seat and, unsurprisingly, his gaze was focused intently on her, full of deep and intense affection.


    Mo Yan’s lips curled slightly.


    He once believed that he and she had simr destinies, but the heavens seemingly favored some more than others, like Lu Yinchu!


    Mo Yan’s gaze returned to the girl in the distance.


    Someone seemed to have called her, and she took the call.


    The wind blew her flops of hair on her forehead, and she was frowning, seemingly discussing something.


    She was a peaceful, beautiful girl, who reminded him of her once again.


    …


    Nanxi took a call.


    It was from Li Weihuan, who wanted to pick her up for dinner to celebrate her first day on the job.


    Nanxi felt like it was a bit too much.


    It wasn’t that great of a job and she felt embarrassed.


    But Li Weihuan said the reservation had already been made and it would be rude to cancel now, and he asked her where she was.


    Nanxi replied, “Just tell me where, I’ll head there directly.


    It’ll be convenient that way.”


    Li Weihuan thought for a moment and said, “Alright, but be careful on your way.


    Call me when you get there and I’lle to pick you up.”


    Nanxi nodded and replied, “Alright.”


    …


    After hanging up, Bai Yuchuan motioned to his car keys and asked Li Weihuan, “You’re not going to pick her up?”


    Li Weihuan sipped his beer and said, “She said she’sing over herself.


    She’s not far, about a fifteen-minute journey.”


    “The weather’s not great outside, and the forecast predicts rain.


    Even if it’s a two-minute journey, there could still be…”


    Before Bai Yuchuan could finish his sentence, another person suddenly appeared and swiftly snatched the car keys from his hand.


    The man’s clear voice echoed, “I’m going out for a bit.”


    Then he sped off towards the door.


    Left a bit stunned, Bai Yuchuan chuckled.


    Beside him, Zhang Mu made a ‘tut-tut’ sound, saying, “Li Weihuan’s feelings for Nanxi are undeniable.


    If I were a woman, I would’ve married him already.


    I wonder what Nanxi is thinking.”


    Bai Yuchuan’s smile faded and he nced at Zhang Mu, asking him, “If you met a man far better than Li Weihuan, would you still feel the same?”


    Zhang Mu was taken aback, not understanding the meaning behind Bai Yuchuan’s words.


    Before he had a chance to ask, Bai Yuchuan had already stood up and thrown out a “I’m off to the restroom,” before walking away.


    Zhang Mu: “…” Something’s not quite right here.