17: Chasing Husband at the Crematorium: Why didn't he come to keep me?!

“Still so tsundere, to be able to hold back and not come over,” Lu Chen raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly, “Keep watching him.”

As soon as he walked out of the mall, he learned about Gu Xiaoxiao’s movements from the butler, knowing that she was nearby.

So he didn't get into the car immediately, but deliberately waited here for a while, pretending to chat with Chen Mengyao.

The purpose, of course, was to let Gu Xiaoxiao see that she had been completely abandoned.

Lu Chen originally thought Gu Xiaoxiao would not be able to resist going forward to question him, but he didn't expect her to hold back.

As expected of the female lead, this level of composure was much stronger than other women.

This made Lu Chen feel a little regretful; he still wanted to see the regret and anger on Gu Xiaoxiao's face with his own eyes.

It seemed he would have to wait until next time.

“Yes, young master,” the butler replied with a bow.

“Are we... not going to the hospital yet?” Chen Mengyao, standing beside him with her head down, asked timidly.

Her cheeks were flushed, and she stood shyly and uneasily by the car door, clutching the corner of her clothes with both hands, clearly extremely nervous.

She completely didn't understand why Lu Chen wasn't getting in the car but was instead standing there, talking to her about things that seemed to concern her.

For example, her academic performance, her eating habits, and her hobbies, etc.

These things could also be discussed in the car... Why stand here and be stared at by passersby all the time... Chen Mengyao, who had always been used to being invisible, felt a little overwhelmed by such intense gazes.

She even felt as if a sharp gaze came from the crowd, like a knife cutting into her flesh, making her feel embarrassed and awkward.

Lu Chen turned his eyes to her, and seeing her face completely red, he couldn't help but smile, “What, are you very nervous?”

Chen Mengyao quickly shook her head to deny it, “N-no, I just want to go to the hospital earlier.”

“What's the rush?” Lu Chen glanced at her indifferently, then suddenly leaned over to help her tidy the stray hairs on her forehead, saying gently and considerately:

“After rummaging through the trash can for so long, aren't you hungry?”

“I... I'm not hungry...” Hearing the words “rummaging through the trash can,” Chen Mengyao's face suddenly flushed.

Especially feeling the man's clear breath on her face, Chen Mengyao's face became even redder; she was like someone who had been cooked, and she nervously averted her gaze.

“Even if you're not hungry, your sister in the hospital must be hungry, right?” Lu Chen said casually.

Upon hearing Lu Chen mention Chen Xuening, the originally red-faced Chen Mengyao instantly stiffened.

“Let's go, let's eat something first, and bring some for your sister and your mother too.”

As Lu Chen spoke, he stretched out his long, fair fingers to tuck Chen Mengyao's loose long hair behind her ear, wrapping it around her neck, revealing a section of her smooth, jade-like neck.

His fingers brushed lightly, and Chen Mengyao felt a shiver run through her body.

She found that she wasn't particularly repulsed; instead, she felt a hint of happiness.

Lu Chen really still liked her like this!

Ah, Chen Mengyao, what are you thinking about again... Chen Mengyao cursed herself in her heart, but her face grew even redder; she herself was almost unclear about what was wrong with her.

At this moment, Lu Chen had already turned around and opened the car door for her.

“Get in.”

His gentle voice entered her ears; Chen Mengyao looked up at him, pursed her lips, and obediently sat in.

The moment she sat down, her hand unconsciously touched the strands of hair wrapped around her neck, and the scene from just now kept replaying in her mind.

He actually helped her with her hair... Was this what it felt like to be treasured... A hint of confusion flashed in Chen Mengyao's eyes; she completely couldn't guess what Lu Chen was thinking.

He was sometimes indifferent to her, and sometimes very considerate.

Every time he was kind to her, he would then always adopt a very unfamiliar and distant attitude.

This made her afraid yet hopeful, full of contradictions.

“What are you thinking?” Lu Chen suddenly asked.

“Hm? N-nothing,” Chen Mengyao reined in her thoughts.

She lowered her gaze, not daring to look at Lu Chen anymore.

“What do you want to eat later?” Lu Chen asked again.

“Whatever,” Chen Mengyao replied softly, her head bowed low.

Lu Chen heard this and glanced at her from the side, his eyes playful, “What cuisine is 'whatever'?”

“It's just... anything is fine.”

Chen Mengyao answered cautiously; she was so nervous that she didn't even notice the slight tremor in her voice.

“Then don't eat, let's go straight back to the hospital,” Lu Chen suddenly changed his mind, his voice cold.

Hearing this, Chen Mengyao froze, turning her head in surprise to look at him.

Lu Chen was also looking at her.

His eyes were dark, and his deep pupils reflected her stunned and surprised expression, a subtle curve on his lips.

Chen Mengyao's heart trembled.

There it was again... the coldness after being considerate... His lips seemed to hold a faint smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes at all; instead, it carried a chill.

This kind of Lu Chen made her feel an inexplicable fear.

“Ah, oh, okay...”

Chen Mengyao quickly lowered her head to hide the bewilderment and fear in her eyes.

She suddenly felt like an ancient concubine facing the emperor, that kind of feeling where being with the ruler was like being with a tiger, always trembling with apprehension and fear.

“Drive, to the hospital,” Lu Chen instructed the butler in front of him indifferently.

The butler respectfully replied, “Yes, young master.”

The moment the car started, Gu Xiaoxiao happened to reach the corner.

Her steps suddenly halted, and she stared blankly at the Maybach that sped away.

Actually, just at the moment she turned to leave.

She was still hoping that Lu Chen would shake off that girl and come after her.

Then he would tell her that there was nothing between him and that girl, that he didn't like her at all, and that the person he had always liked was still her.

But... he still left.

He really left!

Gu Xiaoxiao bit her lower lip, her expression dim.

Did he really not like her anymore, so much so that he couldn't even bother to look at her?

Why was it like this?

Why didn't he try to make her stay?

Why... Gu Xiaoxiao pressed her lips tightly together, her heart gradually growing cold, as if immersed in a cold pool.

“Xiaoxiao...” Zhao Jiaqi noticed her abnormality, her face filled with worry.

Gu Xiaoxiao sniffled her perky nose, reined in the swirling mist in her eyes, and said, feigning composure:

“It's nothing, let's go.”

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