Besides several sets of photos of the little boy, there was also a family portrait.
It was a picture of the three of them together.
Naturally, Lu Xiaoqiao had not planned to take this photo. She was already planning to divorce him, so how could she possibly arrange something like this?
Every year, for Lu Tu’s third birthday, Lu Xiaoqiao would take him to have professional photos taken. When the photographer casually asked them to pose together, Xie Xun picked up the child and wrapped his other arm around her waist, making her cooperate with the photographer.
The photographer captured the moment perfectly.
He felt that the photo had a wonderful atmosphere, so he had it enlarged into a large family portrait.
While the photographer proudly praised his own work, Xie Xun’s eyes stayed on the family portrait the entire time. The photographer became even more pleased with himself. If a customer could stare at a photo without looking away, wasn’t that proof that he appreciated the photographer’s work?
Lu Xiaoqiao quietly curled her lips.
He simply didn’t remember.
There was no memory of the photo shoot in his mind at all. Seeing himself in the picture, he was probably still wondering what was going on.
What kind of feeling was this?
It was as if another version of himself had appeared while he wasn’t paying attention, pretending to be him and taking over his life. Yet the people around him kept telling him, “This is something you did. You just don’t remember it.”
The photographer kept talking endlessly. Xie Xun was finally getting annoyed and was about to say something sharp when he turned his head and saw Lu Xiaoqiao standing two meters away, both hands in her pockets. There was a faint mocking look on her face as she watched everything coldly from the sidelines.
It was a familiar posture—so familiar that it made him want to kill someone.
Xie Xun’s expression darkened.
“Take your hands out.”
Everyone in the studio froze.
Who was he talking to?
Xie Xun: “Lu Xiaoqiao.”
Lu Xiaoqiao blinked in confusion. “What?”
Xie Xun: “Take your hands out.”
Lu Xiaoqiao: “?”
Xie Xun curled his lips.
“Or do you want me to chop them off and put them back in for you?”
“……”
He really could do it.
Qin Shuman had said that he once chopped the head off a lively rooster and threw the bloody head and body at her. She definitely hadn’t exaggerated about him.
But Lu Xiaoqiao had no idea how having her hands in her pockets had offended him.
“Come here.” Xie Xun jerked his chin toward the pile of things. “Move them to the car.”
Lu Xiaoqiao stared at him in disbelief and pointed at herself.
“Me?”
Yes, her.
Xie Xun gave her a firm answer.
Lu Xiaoqiao found it ridiculous.
“Are you even a man? What use are you if I have to do everything myself?”
Hearing this, Xie Xun gave her a slightly wicked smile.
“Is Tu Tu mine?”
If Tu Tu was his, then he was a man.
If Tu Tu wasn’t his, then Lu Xiaoqiao had cheated on him. In that case, she could forget about getting any child support—and he would have to deal with her himself.
“……”
Lu Xiaoqiao was speechless.
The staff member beside them quickly tried to smooth things over.
“We can move them for you…”
Xie Xun: “Let her do it.”
The staff member: “……”
Being a wealthy man’s wife really wasn’t easy.
Were they really this submissive in private?
Lu Xiaoqiao swallowed her frustration and walked over. She looked through the pile of photos, picking and choosing until she finally took the smallest album.
She turned around and deliberately bumped hard into Xie Xun.
The man didn’t move an inch.
Lu Xiaoqiao sneered.
“Tu Tu being yours only proves that you’re capable of having children. It doesn’t prove that you’re a real man.”
Xie Xun slowly raised an eyebrow.
“Tsk.” Perhaps she felt she had to leave him some dignity in front of outsiders. Lu Xiaoqiao’s eyes traveled slowly from top to bottom before stopping at a certain place. Her meaning was obvious.
“Good-looking, but useless.”
With that, she tossed her long chestnut-colored hair over her shoulder and walked away.
The staff members were left trying their best not to laugh.
Well, being a wealthy man’s wife had its perks too.
She dared to speak to him like that. Either he had spoiled and indulged her so much that she had become fearless, or her family background was powerful enough to put his family to shame.
Xie Xun’s expression was unreadable. He slowly slipped his hands into his pockets…
But his suit pants didn’t have pockets today.
Xie Xun calmly pulled his hands back out, without showing the slightest embarrassment.
“Move them.”
The staff members who had been secretly watching the drama immediately rushed forward, using their busy work as an excuse to hide their embarrassment.
The people involved were completely unfazed. The staff were the ones panicking instead.
The huge family portrait was now in front of Xie Xun. Two staff members stepped forward carefully.
“Mr. Xie…”
Xie Xun lowered his gaze and once again stared at the family photo.
It was impossible to tell which person he was looking at.
After a quiet two seconds, he said, “I’ll carry this myself.”
The large framed photo, which normally required two people to carry, was lifted by him alone. He calmly walked toward the parking lot.
Lu Xiaoqiao had already gotten into the driver’s seat.
The family portrait was quite large, so Xie Xun placed it in the back seat. He leaned his upper body inside and fiddled with it for a while.
Lu Xiaoqiao grew impatient and turned around to see what he was doing that was taking so long.
“……”
The terrifying ancestor was trying to fasten a seat belt around the family portrait.
Since it wasn’t easy to do, he tried several different ways.
Lu Xiaoqiao closed her eyes for a moment.
“Just lay it flat on the floor. The back of the front seat will support one side, and the seat itself will support the other. Isn’t that safer than trying to put a seat belt on it?”
With a click, Xie Xun finally found the best position and secured it.
“You lie on the floor. My son needs the seat.”
“……”
Was he serious?
Was he really a normal person?
Well… obviously not.
After arranging the back seat, Xie Xun looked at her.
“You’re not letting me drive?”
“Your driving skills aren’t good,” Lu Xiaoqiao casually mocked him. “I don’t trust you.”
At the mention of that, the memory once again—again and again—flashed through Xie Xun’s mind.
It was the image of Lu Xiaoqiao standing there with her hands in her pockets, coldly watching him and the Maybach crash into the river.
Lu Xiaoqiao tapped the steering wheel.
“Where are you going?”
Xie Xun first moved the passenger seat backward, then lowered the backrest. He stretched and shifted his legs around, apparently uncomfortable no matter how he positioned them.
Lu Xiaoqiao imitated his cruel tone from earlier.
“If you can’t stretch your legs out, just cut them off and put them in the back seat.”
Xie Xun glanced at her from the corner of his eye.
“What if I scare my son?”
“……”
Your son, your son!
Anyone who didn’t know better would think you loved your son so much.
Wasn’t this ridiculous?
Had he completely forgotten how Lu Tu was constantly treated unfairly in front of Xie Yu?
Lu Xiaoqiao asked again, “Where are you going?”
Xie Xun rested his elbow against the window and curled his index finger against his chin. After thinking for a moment, he said,
“Home.”
Lu Xiaoqiao: “Which home?”
Xie Xun: “How many homes do I have?”
Lu Xiaoqiao: “I don’t know.”
At this, Lu Xiaoqiao’s suspicions returned. Her expression softened as she looked at him and casually asked,
“The marital home?”
Xie Xun froze.
It seemed that the concept of a “marital home” did not exist in his mind.
His instinctive reaction couldn’t lie.
Lu Xiaoqiao pulled her gaze away with a mocking smile.
All right.
This man really had lost his memory.
And the things he had forgotten were very specific.
Everything related to her—
he had forgotten all of it!
Could it be any more obvious?
Lu Xiaoqiao: “Where are we going?!”
“……”
Xie Xun pressed his thin lips together.
“The marital home.”
Lu Xiaoqiao: “Give me the address!”
Xie Xun: “?”
“Believe it or not,” Lu Xiaoqiao said with a fake, overly sweet smile, “I forgot too. If you want to go to the marital home, give me the address first. Otherwise, you can get out. A driver can’t take you somewhere without knowing where to go, right?”