Yes, six years ago, the two had a child.
But unfortunately, they lost the baby at almost three months due to various misunderstandings, including their personalities.
After all, they were both too young back then.
Because they were young, even trivial matters could lead to endless quarrels.
Because they were young, neither was willing to admit their mistakes.
Because they were young, their time together was rushed, so breaking up seemed all too easy.
Because they were young, they didn’t know how to be more accommodating to one another... and so on.
Another crucial reason was the sudden appearance of Gu Xiyue, which undoubtedly sparked their breakup.
Perhaps no girl could endure being accused by her boyfriend’s fiancée in front of an entire café of being the other woman.
Over six years, Lu Jing could still clearly remember the surrounding people’s whispers and all the humiliating and insulting remarks, as well as the looks of complete scorn and disgust directed at him.
So it’s said, some hurts don’t just heal over time.
They require a lifetime to mend.
the old man suddenly spoke.
Coming out of their reverie, Jiang Ye obviously didn’t want to leave, but the old man’s intent to send him away was clear:
"Are you leaving or not? If not, I am calling security!"
By now, the old man’s gaze at Jiang Ye was fiercer than when he first saw him, and his tone was less gentle. Thıs text ıs hosted at novel•fire.net
What else would you call a man who could stoically face a girl aborting his child if not a scumbag?
The age-gap friendship that spanned over fifty years was instantly capsized.
Though Lu Jing felt awful initially, witnessing this scene somehow dispelled those feelings.
Maybe it was the old man’s unspoken understanding that warmed his heart.
Or perhaps, it was something else...
Jiang Ye looked longingly towards them for a few seconds before finally turning to leave.
Now only the old man and Lu Jing were left in the room:
The old man added more water to the tea, seeing this, Lu Jing hastily said:
"Master, let me do it."
Having an elder with completely white hair continuously pour tea for him was really something he could not accept!
The old man didn’t refuse but passed the teapot directly to him.
Lu Jing stood and slightly bowed as he poured.
While not exceedingly skilled in tea art, he knew enough to manage.
The old man could tell at a glance that this was a girl who knew her way with tea, and he nodded continuously in satisfaction:
"Oh dear, it’s a pity you’re Jiang’s wife, otherwise, what a wonderful granddaughter-in-law you’d make!"
Lu Jing’s teapot wobbled slightly:
"Cough cough, Master is joking."
This situation was really hard for him to handle.
After finishing serving the tea, Lu Jing sat down once again.
By then, the old man had already savored several sips and finally asked softly:
"Girl, when Jiang was here, I didn’t ask much, now, can you tell me about your situation?"
She was somewhat at a loss for words.
Seeing this, the old man put down his teacup:
"Nevermind, put your wrist here, let me check your pulse first."
Lu Jing then placed her entire arm on the table.
Outside at this moment.
"Sir, smoking is prohibited here."
He casually stamped out the cigarette in his hand and tossed it into a nearby trash bin.
The man’s expression was not very good, and he occasionally glanced back at the closed door behind him.