Deliberate seduction, Mrs. Pei also wants a divorce tonight

It was almost evening when we arrived at Lake Toba.

There is only one secret road leading into the mountain, bypassing the tourist-crowded area. The car is parked on the mountain road, and a small path leads down. There is a circle of sparkling deep lakes at the foot of the mountain, and there are not many people disturbing it.

There was an old man with half-white hair, sitting on a horse stool by the lake, and a young man, about twenty-four or twenty-five, was guarding him.

Seeing Lu Qi coming, the young man didn't dare to stop him. He just said, "Mr. Qi said that if we don't catch any fish tonight, he won't leave. Do you want to wait or come back tomorrow?"

Lu Qi smiled, picked up the bucket in his hand, and walked over: "It's okay, the old man has the energy to sit all night, why can't I sit still?"

The young man nodded, hurried to the side of the road, and went to the car to get a stool.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the young man left, Lu Qi walked to the lake and poured all the fish food in the bucket into the lake.

The old man shuddered, sat up, and looked at her: "Lu Qi! You fucking..." He cursed in perfect Chinese.

Qi Hong rarely uses swear words in his daily life, and he always tries to annoy people.

As luck would have it, Lu Qi didn't give him the time to grind.

With so much fish food thrown in, the fish are full and no one will bite his hook.

Qi Hong stood up, put away his stool, and walked up the mountain path cursing. After a few steps, he turned back and snorted, "I want to eat snails!"

"Okay." Lu Qi followed Qi Hong up the mountain path and smiled directly, with her white teeth half exposed, reflected on her red lips.

The young man took half of the stool, folded it back, and put it back in the trunk.

After a while.

In a restaurant in a Southeast Asian-style building on the shores of Lake Toba.

Lu Qi made an appointment with Qi Hong. Instead of sitting in a private room, they found a private seat by the window, next to the lake.

Qi Hong had a good appetite and ate a whole plate. After putting down his cutlery, he started talking to her about business: "I've publicly announced my retirement, and you're the only one who dares to offend me. What's your reason?"

"You have elderly parents and young children to support, and your family has a second-generation rich kid. I was the one who rescued him from California last time."

Qi Hong narrowed his eyes and said, "Look how you show off. You are alone and have no emotional constraints."

Just as she mentioned this, a man from the next table came over. He was a yellow man and spoke Indonesian and started chatting with her.

Lu Qi rested his chin on his hand and looked up. The man was handsome and well-dressed.

There is no shortage of wealthy overseas Chinese businessmen and noblemen in Sumatra.

Suddenly I remembered that I didn’t know which island Pei Yao was on or who he was having dinner with.

Seeing that Lu Qi didn't reply, the man thought that Lu Qi didn't understand, so he asked again in Chinese: "Miss, do you have a date tonight?"

Lu Qi lowered his eyes and said calmly, "We're married."

The man set his sights on the sixty-year-old Qi Hong. Seeing the old man's strong body, his eyes showed a complex expression.

Lu Qi added, raising his chin: "My father."

A bolt of thunder struck outside the window.

It's about to rain. This is the climate of the tropical rainforest. It rains when it's supposed to, and it's hot and humid.

Watching the man leave in embarrassment, Qi Hong turned back and looked at her: "I can't afford to support a daughter like you, and you're still married? What kind of son-in-law can win you over?"

"Don't worry about your son-in-law. Just study the script carefully." Lu Qi slid the script across the table.

No one even asked whether Qi Hong would agree or not.

Qi Hong was still a little dissatisfied: "Even if the filming is completed, the academic group is more troublesome than me. You said you would win the award?"

"We'll talk about it later. Even if the Rockefeller family continues for another seven or eight generations, there will still be one or two useless people to serve as stepping stones."

Seeing how sure she was, Qi Hong sighed.

"Girl, you're worldly-wise, and you are quite so. But if you say you have feelings, I don't know where they are hidden. In this world, do you really want to be just a passerby? Can you see through it?"

Lu Qi raised his eyes but didn't answer.

——This world has no room for her.

Just like that, after a meal, the deal was done.

Two waiters were holding umbrellas carefully. Lu Qi escorted Qi Hong to the car first and asked, "When are you planning to go back? Or would you like to fly with me tomorrow?"

Qi Hong was helped into the car by the young man. He said something that hit her right in the heart, but she didn't know if it hit the target correctly.

"Tomorrow is a festival. My eldest daughter-in-law gave birth to a big fat boy last month in Palembang. I want to go for a reunion. Who would do the same as you?"

Lu Qi originally wanted to ask, what festival?

I paused, calculated the time, and suddenly realized it was Mid-Autumn Festival.

Without saying anything more, Lu Qi watched Qi Hong leave in the car, turned around and put away his smile.

It was raining heavily outside the restaurant, and even the raindrops hitting the asphalt road could make a sound.

Lu Qi walked to the standing ashtray outside the restaurant and lit a cigarette.

Mid-Autumn Festival?

I vaguely remember that she spent the last Mid-Autumn Festival at Lin Zixuan's home.

It was rare that Lin Zixuan, who loved her acting career, turned down all her announcements and returned to her hometown to celebrate the festival, and dragged her along.

At that time, her words almost scared Lin's father and mother, causing Lin Zixuan to break off their friendship with her.

I still remember Lin's mother asking her with great concern why she didn't go home for the holidays, where her parents were from, what they did, and whether she had any relatives in Beijing.

She replied: "They are all dead."

She was telling the truth.

Although she doesn't remember who her parents and relatives are.

But after thinking about it, I thought that they had probably turned into ashes, and maybe their ancestral graves had been robbed by tomb robbers.

Smoke swirled around my fingertips, and suddenly my phone vibrated.

"Zizi..."

When I opened it, I saw it was from Pei Yao.

They rarely send messages to each other, and the last message was during this year's Spring Festival.

There is a picture on the information.

It was a gray night and it was raining heavily. Beneath the rain was the garden outside the restaurant, decorated with waterfalls and a gardening flower bed.

Shooting time: Now.

She suddenly turned around and looked. By the garden, the man was holding an exquisite black umbrella, leaning against a shiny black G-Class, holding a mobile phone in his hand, just looking at her.

Lu Qi laughed. They had obviously gone to different places in the east and west, but he didn't know how this person's meeting was held!

"No umbrella!" Lu Qi shouted.

Pei Yao curled the corners of his mouth, put his phone back in his pocket, and walked over with an umbrella.

Lu Qi put out the cigarette butt into the ashtray, turned around and prepared to go downstairs, but suddenly someone patted him from behind.

When she looked over, she saw a waitress waving happily at her.

He didn't speak Indonesian, but the local language that is relatively unpopular in Malacca, and said to her: "Ms. Lu, is it really you?!"

Lu Qi stopped and looked at the waitress in confusion.

She understood her language, but she didn't remember why.

The waitress was a little dark, thin and small, with two thick and long braids. She was probably in her early thirties.

Lu Qi didn’t know him.

Seeing that she seemed puzzled, the waitress asked anxiously, "Ms. Lu, don't you remember me?"

Lu Qi was distracted and realized it!

Was this five years ago? Or ten years ago?

Pei Yao's voice rang out from the side, and the rain pattered against the umbrella. His gaze fixed on Lu Qi's face, and he said calmly, "Someone you know?"