CHAPTER 153: CHAPTER 153: OUR HAPPY COOPERATION

Wen Yue was surprised to see this sentence.

Su Xingwan’s message continued to come through.

[My sister is already married. She has a man who loves her very much and also has three adorable children.]

Wen Yue was slightly stunned.

She murmured: "I’m married and have three children..."

Seeing that the other party hadn’t replied yet, Su Xingwan guessed she was shocked by the words.

When she got home and was sitting in the living room, the other party’s message finally came through.

[I believe you.]

Simple three words that made her trust Su Xingwan immensely, believing what she said.

[What’s your sister’s name?] She asked.

Su Xingwan replied: [Su Mingyue.]

[A very familiar name. Someone in my dreams once called me that.]

When Wen Yue saw those three words, her eyes reddened.

Her heart felt a little uncomfortable.

It seemed like there was once someone who called her by that name persistently and tirelessly.

[Where did he go?]

Finally, she asked the question she always wanted to ask.

Su Xingwan’s fingers paused over the keyboard.

She could imagine that Wen Yue was already feeling miserable.

She didn’t want to tell her such a harsh truth.

Wen Yue was waiting for her reply.

Seeing no message coming for a long time, she guessed the outcome might not be good.

She said: [No matter the result, I will accept it.]

Su Xingwan said: [He passed away.]

[The tombstone is in the Lu Family’s estate.]

Upon seeing this message, tears unknowingly streamed down Wen Yue’s face, feeling suffocated at her heart.

[I see.]

After a long while, Wen Yue calmed herself and continued to message her.

[This time I’m here to invite you to visit my home. When are you available? Can we set a time?]

[I am free tomorrow. Is it convenient for me to bring the three children along?]

Wen Yue saw that.

Three children?

Her children?

She felt inexplicably nervous.

Su Xingwan’s message continued.

[Hua Bao and the others have not had a mother or father since they were little. I think it’s time to let them meet their mother.]

The word "mother" was both familiar and strange to her. Before she lost her memory, she already had a husband and children. It felt very unreal to her.

[Okay, I also want to meet them.]

After ending the chat, Su Xingwan sat on the sofa with a feeling of inexplicable loss, unable to describe it.

To distract herself, she opened her long-ignored account platform comments.

She saw the comment and live chat sections under her latest videos still had occasional CP-shipping comments.

Su Xingwan replied to them.

[Mr. Liu He and I each have our own careers. Unbinding was necessary, there were no internal conflicts, both parties are doing well, and the previous collaboration was pleasant. No need to worry.]

Fans replied: [The uploader finally replied!]

[We’re really sad about your unbinding. We won’t see your collaborative short dramas anymore, boo hoo...]

Some fans said: [It’s okay! As long as we can still see Sister Xingwan continue making short dramas, it’s fine. I love all the short dramas she makes.]

[Me too.]

[Have you guys seen the Republic of China drama starring the three little ones? Such young age with remarkable acting skills. Especially Hua Bao’s crying scene, I felt like I was there, cried along with her.]

The drama featuring the three little ones premiered the day before yesterday, and Su Xingwan just finished watching two episodes.

She turned on her computer, ready to continue watching updated episodes on the platform.

At this time, a message popped up at the top of the phone screen.

[Our company’s latest batch of clothes has arrived. Shall we send them to you today?]

Su Xingwan’s heart skipped a beat.

Since that night, the ten-thousand-dollar man hadn’t sent her any messages.

Now that he did, it felt inexplicably awkward.

[How many pieces are there?]

[Not many, just five pieces.]

Su Xingwan got up and walked into her bedroom, looking at her closet full of clothes from his company, almost unable to fit more.

[Mr. Lu, I haven’t worn most of the batch of clothes you sent me before. I only have so many videos to shoot, so you don’t need to send me clothes for display right now. Just send me the picture links and I’ll update them to my account’s shopping mall.]

After sending a long message, the other side fell into silence.

Ding, a message finally came through from him.

[Are you refusing my gift of clothes because I confessed to you last time?]

Su Xingwan’s heart paused.

She decided to be honest.

[Partly, yes.]

[Miss Su, I hope you can separate work issues from emotional issues.]

Su Xingwan: "..."

She could already picture the serious expression on his face.

Unaccountably, Mr. Lu’s face appeared in her mind.

She quickly shook off the thought.

Typed back: [Mr. Lu, I really don’t lack clothes to shoot videos anymore. Most of the clothes you previously sent sold well, but my fan base is only so big, and I can’t increase your sales much.]

The other side went silent again.

Just when Su Xingwan thought he would compromise.

His message came through.

[Some of the previous clothes have been discontinued. This batch is newly ordered.]

[My previous statement still stands, I hope to invite Miss Su to our company for inspection.]

Su Xingwan quickly replied.

[There’s no need for me to inspect your company. You can just send those five pieces of clothes over.]

Then he sent back a cheerful emoji.

[Great, looking forward to our collaboration.]

Su Xingwan: ...

She felt like she had been tricked.

Not wanting to look at these chat messages anymore, she didn’t even bother to open the links to the five pieces of clothes before exiting the WeChat chat box.

At this moment, Mr. Lu’s call came through.

Su Xingwan was taken aback.

She answered, puzzled.

"Mr. Lu, the three little ones have already gone to kindergarten."

"I’m not looking for them, I’m looking for you."

Su Xingwan was stunned: "Why are you looking for me?"

"I want to invite you to dinner," he said.

"I don’t need you to treat me." Su Xingwan reflexively replied.

"I’m not just inviting you to dinner, I have something to discuss with you."

Upon hearing this, Su Xingwan took a deep breath.

Who cares if it’s simple or not!

"I’m not free today." She said.

"What about tomorrow?" He asked.

"I’m not free tomorrow either."

"What are you doing tomorrow?"

"Visiting a friend’s house."

There was silence on the other end of the line.

Then, he said, "I’ll drive you there tomorrow."

Su Xingwan: "..."

"Suit yourself."

Since that night, Mr. Lu’s attitude towards her changed, becoming attentive and proactive.

Actually she guessed it too, but since he didn’t say it, she pretended not to know.

The person on the other end chuckled: "What time should I come then?"

"Come whenever suits you."

"How about six o’clock?"

Su Xingwan: "..."

Who goes to someone’s house for a visit at six in the morning?

She wasn’t even awake at that hour.

She suspected he said it on purpose.

"Eight at the earliest?"

"Alright, I’ll come at nine," he said.

Then he seemed to want to say something more, but Su Xingwan hung up the phone.

Lu Yun: "..."