Chapter 787: Chapter 784
It seemed that Lu Xiao wanted the old man to sit in the car to avoid the rain, and indeed that was the case. However, just as Lu Xiao opened the rear door of the car, the old man shook his head and refused to get in, despite Lu Xiao’s persuasion.
No matter what Lu Xiao said to him.
Cheng Dongyuan watched the scene, his eyes growing complex.
In truth, it should have been easy to understand; the old man probably felt too dirty and was worried about soiling Lu Xiao’s car.
But with the insistence of the old man who collected recyclables, Lu Xiao eventually didn’t force him.
Seeing that the old man was reluctant to get in the car, Lu Xiao let him go to the back of the car, near the trunk.
Lu Xiao opened the trunk; its lid rose to form a high arch over their heads, shielding them from the rain.
The trunk was mostly filled with supplies, but Lu Xiao cleared a space for the old man to sit and take shelter from the rain on the trunk’s edge.
This was an SUV, and the height was just right.
Cheng Dongyuan looked at that image, falling deep into thought for a long while. Finally, Wen Xian couldn’t help herself seeing his gaze fixed outside, and her curiosity drew her to look as well.
And with that look, she happened to see Lu Xiao sitting next to the old man at the back of the SUV.
Lu Xiao passed a cigarette to the man, and the two of them slowly smoked under the curtain of rain.
“…”
It was then that Cheng Dongyuan’s voice slowly reached her ears:
“Wen Xian, I think, I maybe understand why you love him so much…”
Yes…
The little things reveal the bigger picture. Just one incident that she had witnessed was enough to show the kind of person Lu Xiao was.
He had taught Wen Xian how to survive in the entertainment industry, how to shape her public image, how to grow strong, and how to confront her enemies.
But he never taught Wen Xian to care for others, not even a rag-collecting old man.
If he was honest with himself, he never did such things himself. If faced with the same situation, he probably would have ignored it, perhaps like now, eating hotpot on the second floor, indifferent.
This wasn’t about moral blackmail but simply the clear understanding that Lu Xiao did better than him.
Wen Xian’s eyes also flickered slightly as she watched the scene.
She saw Lu Xiao take out his phone, typing something with one hand. She was curious, but the next second, her phone on the table pinged.
It was a message from him on WeChat.
Lu Xiao: [You guys start eating first, don’t starve yourself. Order more food, I’ll be there soon.]
Wen Xian pretended not to understand and texted back: [Where did you go? What are you doing?]
Lu Xiao: [I’m just chatting with an old man, seeing where the scenic spots are here, planning to take you there.]
Wen Xian couldn’t help but smile softly.
She didn’t expose him; she simply put down her phone, resting her chin in her hand as she watched him from the window.
At that moment, Cheng Dongyuan thought, he truly let go, wholeheartedly willing to see the two of them together.
Because he believed that Lu Xiao would love her well.
…
When Lu Xiao returned, it was more than ten minutes later, the rain hadn’t lessened, and the old man was still sheltering from the rain by the trunk, now wearing a jacket that Lu Xiao had given him.
The copper pot hotpot was especially comforting in such rainy weather, and Wen Xian ate till she was full, given her impressive appetite during pregnancy.
Cheng Dongyuan asked them about their plans in Lhasa, to which Lu Xiao replied:
“The locals say there’s a festival coming up these next few days, it’s quite lively. Let’s stay and check it out. What are your plans?”