reignition

When Song Xu said this, his tone was very serious, "So you keep a close watch on him and pay attention to his condition. If anything seems amiss, tell me immediately."

Song Xun is an outstanding worker and has always been confident in everything he does.

But this time I'm really not sure, I have absolutely no idea.

On the phone, she whispered to Song Xu, "Brother, I'm really worried about Bo Zhou's current state. And the work he's been busy with right now..."

This was an absolute work secret, and Song Xun couldn't tell anyone, looking at Lu Bozhou's inhuman and ghostly appearance.

Song Xun was very worried, so he could only say a few words to his own brother.

“He didn’t even intend to fight Jiang Mian for the child, not even for a second.” Song Xun said, his worry growing.

Song Xu quickly grasped the crux of the matter, "What kind of work has he been busy with lately? Could it be that..."

Song Xun responded, "Yes, he wants to completely sever ties with the Lu family."

To be precise, he wanted to uproot the corrupt parts of the Lu family!

This process requires a lot of effort and carries significant risks.

But the very existence of the Lu family members is a great risk.

He cannot tolerate the continued existence of such risks; it didn't matter before, but now there is a vulnerability.

The small stone used to be his weakness, but he always protected it very carefully.

But things are different now. I can't let my children and my woman continue living like that.

A man like Lu Bolin has been arrogant and lawless since childhood. There is no doubt how dangerous it is to be his enemy.

Upon hearing this, Song Xu remained silent for a long time before sighing, "So he gave up."

Both Song Xun and Song Xu were aware of the reasons behind Lu Bozhou's actions during this period.

“He can’t let Jiang Mian and the child become his weaknesses.” Song Xu sighed again as he spoke. “It can only be said that Xu Yawei’s return was very timely. Bozhou is just missing a ‘weakness’ that someone can exploit to replace her.”

Lu Bozhou's phone call interrupted Song Xun's thoughts.

Song Xun quickly entered his office, "BOSS."

Lu Bozhou nodded. "Have someone spread the word."

"Okay, what message should we spread?" Song Xun asked.

Lu Bozhou remained silent for a moment, as if he found it difficult to speak the next words.

It felt like my throat had been doused with sulfuric acid, making it extremely difficult to even make a sound.

When he spoke again, his voice was completely hoarse, "Spread the news...about my divorce from Jiang Mian."

Song Xun couldn't bear to hear his voice.

After Jiang Mian passed away, Lu Bozhou remained silent for a period of time. He was a man of few words to begin with, and during that period, he was grieving the loss of his wife and was depressed, so it was understandable that he didn't want to talk.

One day, Song Xun saw him move his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.

It was only then that I realized his silence during this period was not because he was depressed and didn't want to talk, but because he had aphasia.

After a long period of psychological counseling, she recovered somewhat, but her voice was still hoarse.

And for a period of time, he would still occasionally lose his speech.

Even after regaining speech, his voice had completely changed, and that hoarseness seemed unlikely to disappear.

Moreover, if Jiang Mian's matter arouses his emotions again, his voice will become even more hoarse.

On the anniversaries of Jiang Mian's birth and death, he could go an entire day without saying a word.

And now, his voice has become so hoarse that he's almost lost his voice.

“BOSS…” Song Xun couldn’t bear it and frowned slightly. “Just send me a message, don’t say anything.”

But Lu Bozhou didn't stop. As if torturing himself, he continued, "Just say that I still have feelings for Xu Yawei, and my lingering affections remain..."

Song Xun sighed softly and nodded. "I'll have someone take care of it. You should also take care of yourself."

Lu Bozhou didn't say anything after hearing this, he just smiled.

Song Xun felt uncomfortable looking at it; what a smile it was!

After Song Xun left the office, Lu Bozhou picked up his phone and made a call.

Jiang Yu's name flashed on the screen.

It rang for quite a while.

The call was finally answered.

Jiang Yu's voice was low and wary, "Hello? What do you want?"

"Let's meet." Lu Bozhou's voice was still very hoarse.

Jiang Yu frowned on the other end of the line. "What do you want? Just say it over the phone. If it's about Jiang Mian filing for divorce, I have nothing to say."

"We'll talk when we meet," Lu Bozhou said.

Jiang Yu frowned. "There's no need for that."

"Are you sure?" Lu Bozhou asked back.

Jiang Yu felt a little annoyed. He wanted to refuse, but he was also a little worried.

Lu Bozhou is the kind of person who never goes looking for trouble, and besides, he has never asked to meet with anyone over the years.

After a long silence, Jiang Yu said in a low voice, almost through gritted teeth, "Send me the meeting address."

Shortly after ending the call, Jiang Yu looked at the address sent by Lu Bozhou on his phone screen.

His brow furrowed, and he muttered a curse under his breath, "Damn it, is this guy insane?!"

But Jiang Yu still didn't dare to be negligent. He made up an excuse to his parents and sister, and the sports car roared out of the garage.

We drove directly onto the road leading to the cemetery.

"That madman Lu Bozhou! He actually chose a cemetery as the meeting place!"

On the way, Jiang Yu dialed Gong Yan's number, his voice filled with anger.

He called Gong Yan to ask what he could and couldn't say when he met with Lu Bozhou, given that Jiang Mian and Lu Bozhou were currently filing for divorce.

Gong Yan told him, "There's nothing you can't say, because you have no relationship with Jiang Mian."

"That's my sister!" Jiang Yu said anxiously.

“That’s not the case now,” Gong Yan said. “This is something only heaven, earth, you, and I know, and the judge won’t know. So you have nothing to hide in front of Lu Bozhou.”

Instead of worrying about whether you can get information out of him, you should try to get information out of him and see what he plans to do next.

Hearing Gong Yan's words, Jiang Yu felt more at ease.

By the time we arrived at the cemetery, my emotions had gradually calmed down.

Jiang Yu parked the car and climbed the steps toward his sister's grave.

Jiang Yu still doesn't dare to think too much about the events surrounding his sister's burial.

Before long, they arrived at Jiang Mian's tomb.

From afar, you can see a tall, slender figure standing in front of the tomb, upright, yet somehow appearing somewhat lonely.

He stood quietly in front of Jiang Mian's grave, just standing there, his whole being exuding a sense of dejection.

Her hand, hanging at her side, held a bouquet of flowers.

It's a red rose.