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Upon hearing this, Jiang Mian silently gritted her teeth.

There was no sadness on his face, but a self-deprecating smile played on his lips.

Five years have passed and nothing has changed.

Yan Ke was immediately satisfied upon hearing Lu Bozhou's attitude, and a smug smile curved the corners of her eyes.

"Come on, why aren't you going anymore?" Yan Ke looked at Jiang Mian's stiff back. "Don't regret it once you're out there!"

Jiang Mian took a deep breath and turned around.

Her delicate and pretty face was now expressionless and indifferent.

"What does President Lu want?" Jiang Mian asked calmly, without any emotional fluctuation.

Her earlier concern was replaced by a nasal sound after she sniffed when she saw his injuries.

It felt like an illusion.

The man was silent for a few seconds. "Apologize to Mom. She's an elder; your attitude was too much."

Jiang Mian tugged at the corners of her mouth and looked up at Yan Ke.

The smile in Yan Ke's eyes carried a hint of malice and sarcasm.

But Jiang Mian didn't feel sad, probably because she had already gotten used to this kind of treatment in her previous life.

Or perhaps they've become numb.

No, it should be said that she no longer cares.

"I'm so sorry." Jiang Mian looked at Yan Ke with a calm gaze. "I come from the countryside and I don't know much about etiquette. Please forgive me for my rudeness."

In short, I have no manners.

Yan Ke sneered, "Now that you know you're so unruly, behave yourself and don't be so arrogant. Arrogance brings rain, and arrogance brings disaster. Haven't you heard that?"

Jiang Mian didn't look at her again, but turned to look at Lu Bozhou, "Is it alright now, Mr. Lu?"

Her tone of voice was not particularly inflective or changed.

But Lu Bozhou couldn't help but frown.

“I told you, you don’t need to call me President Lu,” Lu Bozhou said calmly.

Jiang Mian chuckled softly, "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now, Mr. Lu."

"Jiang Mian!" Lu Bozhou called her again, as if issuing a warning.

Jiang Mian was about to leave when she suddenly stopped, as if she had remembered something.

She was silent for a few seconds, her lips curved into a smile, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

Looking at Lu Bozhou, she asked, "Does your promise to give me a car still stand?"

Lu Bozhou frowned as he looked at her, but remained silent.

Jiang Mian continued, "If it counts, please also enroll me in driving school, so that when I need to drive, it won't be appropriate not to drive, otherwise I'll be detained for fifteen days."

Jiang Mian didn't even look him in the eye.

Her lips were still curved in a smile, bright and beautiful.

His smile is about 70-80% similar to Jiang Mian's.

"By the way, I don't want to order a new car anymore, I'll just take that orange Panamera in your garage."

Lu Bozhou's eyes were very deep.

After saying that, Jiang Mian added casually, "Thank you, husband. Then I won't bother you any longer."

"Ms. Qiu, you've worked hard. Bye-bye!"

After saying this, Jiang Mian turned and left the ward.

When I got to the elevator, I casually threw the lunchbox in my hand into the trash can next to the elevator door.

Inside were stir-fries she had specially ordered from the cafeteria chef, all made according to Lu Bozhou's tastes, while also taking into account the dietary restrictions Song Xu had mentioned.

That orange Panamera was originally her car.

She just wanted to get her car back, but she was affected by her emotions just now.

Jiang Mian didn't even realize that her orange Panamera wasn't parked in the mansion's garage at all.

Before leaving the hospital, Jiang Mian called Song Xun to tell him that she hadn't stayed.

Song Xun was very well-informed and soon learned about what had happened in the ward earlier.

I offered Jiang Mian a few words of advice over the phone.

"Madam, please don't be too angry. Where are you going now? Do you need me to send the driver to pick you up?"

Song Xun's attitude was very gentle, and even if Jiang Mian had emotions, she would never take them out on him.

She sighed softly, "No need, I can just take a taxi myself."

Song Xun, still worried, asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'll go..." Jiang Mian bit her lip; she didn't want to say she was going to Gong Yan's place.

Besides, I can't always ask Gong Yan for help; Gong Yan also has her own work and life.

Jiang Mian sighed softly, "I'm going to school."

"Is this the school your younger brother Jiang Feng attends?"

"I'm going to Luocheng Normal University to ask about the resumption of classes at my own school."

Song Xun was relieved and even reminded Jiang Mian to send her the license plate number when taking a taxi, just for safety.

“You are Lu Bozhou’s wife, and your safety is also very important.”

After ending the call, Jiang Mian thought to herself that she had already told Song Xun everything.

And since I really should go to school, I simply took a taxi there.

Before long, Song Xun arrived at the ward.

"Has Madam left?"

"Hmm." The man's voice was low, and he sounded disheartened.

After thinking for a moment, Song Xun said, "I just spoke with my wife, and she said she went to school."

Lu Bozhou didn't react to these words.

Song Xun assumed the boss was uninterested.

But unexpectedly, after a moment, they heard Lu Bozhou's deep voice.

"Sign her up for driving school."

"Ok."

"And then..." Lu Bozhou's voice trailed off.

It was rare for Song Xun to see a hint of hesitation on the BOSS's face.

"Boss?"

"...Give her that orange Panamera."

Upon hearing this, Song Xun's pupils suddenly contracted.

He opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then asked to confirm.

"Boss, you mean that orange Panamera that's always been parked in your designated parking space in Dingsheng's underground garage?"

Song Xun cautiously added, "The inheritance...that car that Madam left behind?"

Lu Bozhou lowered his eyes. "Yes, give it to her."

Song Xun didn't ask any more questions. "Okay, I'll take care of it."

"Go back to the company."

Song Xun had no objections and quickly left the ward.

Shortly after he left, Song Xu arrived.

Watching people leave, the tea grow cold, the ward feels deserted and desolate.

On the hospital bed, only that lonely man remained.

Song Xu sighed and went inside. "I'm telling you, you're just asking for it."

Lu Bozhou raised his eyes slightly, his expression unchanged.

Song Xudao said, "Isn't it better to have a warm stove, a warm bed, and a wife and kids? Why insist on stubbornly enduring it all? What's the point?"

Lu Bozhou remained silent.

Song Xu added, "Jiang Mian specifically came to ask me what foods you're avoiding, and then went to the cafeteria to order from the chef. Have you eaten yet?"

Lu Bozhou ignored him, and simply reached into the medicine bottle on the bedside table, poured two pills into his mouth.

Without even taking a sip of water, he simply tilted his head back and swallowed it.

Song Xu didn't say anything more, sighed, and left the ward.

At the elevator entrance, they ran into Song Xun, who had returned to deliver food to Lu Bozhou.

Song Xun opened the lunchbox and showed it to Song Xu, "Is this edible? Are there any dietary restrictions?"

Song Xu nodded slightly. "He's just asking for trouble. He could have had a much more comfortable life, but he insisted on choosing to suffer."

After a moment's thought, Song Xun said in a low voice, "His mindset is wrong. He's used to solving problems this way, and by shifting the conflict, he shifts the danger. So all the conflicts and dangers fall on him."

"I don't care whether others need it or not." [Qiqi is here asking for votes and favorites! The little monsters are back in their cages! My daughter started kindergarten today, hehe! I took a day off yesterday and had a great time. A new month has begun, I hope everyone can save their votes for me, mwah!]