After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 343 - 340: The Unfillable Ravine of Desire

Roppongi, Kanzaki Apartment.

Lu Liang returned home, and it was already one in the morning.

In the living room, a small chandelier was lit. Erii leaned on the sofa, her eyes tightly closed, covered with a small blanket.

Women in Tokyo were generally of short stature, and Sakurada Miyuki being 165 cm tall had a lot to do with her mother’s genes.

Erii, nearing forty, perfectly embodied the charm of a woman in her prime, still graceful.

Her height must have been over 160 cm. Clad in a brown slip nightdress, she appeared slightly disheveled at the moment, exposing a large area of her fair skin.

Her long legs were curled up, mostly covered by the thin blanket, her contour strikingly attractive. One foot peeked out, the blue veins on her instep visible, the toenails painted red.

Sakurada Miyuki lay on the other end of the sofa, her big eyes bright and alert. Watching Lu Liang looking at her mother, her face revealed a puzzled expression.

"Why aren’t you two going to your rooms to sleep?" Lu Liang cleared his throat a few times, averted his gaze, and changed the subject.

Miyuki said softly, "Mom said we should wait for you to come back."

Erii’s sleep was light, and hearing the noise, she quickly got up, rubbing her eyes and subconsciously speaking in Japanese.

"Sir, Mom will go run a bath for you, and I’ll go heat up the food."

Miyuki also got up, turning on the lights inside the house.

In the traditional mindset of Tokyo’s women, the male head of the house was akin to the sky, and for Lu Liang, to those living under his roof, he was the sky of skies, king of kings.

Today, Mom taught her many things, one of which was that no matter how late, as long as Lu Liang was here, they should keep the light on and wait for him to come back.

Lu Liang quickly stopped the two, "I had a bath in the morning, a quick shower now will do. I also just had dinner outside, not hungry."

Miyuki translated Lu Liang’s exact words, and Erii pulled out a new set of pajamas: "Sir, the pajamas are in the bathroom for you. If there’s nothing else, Mom will go back to her room to rest."

"Mhm, go ahead."

Lu Liang saw Erii bow slightly, seemingly not wanting to disturb them, and chose a very remote guest room to stay temporarily.

From entering the bathroom to coming out, the whole process took less than seven minutes. Sakurada Miyuki stood by the door, handing him a cup of warm water: "Sir, you must be thirsty after the bath, here~"

"Thank you."

Lu Liang couldn’t help but smile, patting her little head.

Miyuki squinted her eyes, distinctly feeling that Lu Liang had grown much closer to her.

Mom was right; men indeed liked gentle and considerate girls, so attention to detail mattered.

She walked with joyfully short, quick steps, following closely behind Lu Liang as they entered the master bedroom.

Miyuki dove into the blankets, rolling around until finally poking her little head out, grinning, "Now it’s warm."

Her naïve, wide eyes increasingly resembled Akina Nakamori from the Showa era, Japan’s top diva.

Before, Lu Liang didn’t know much about that Tokyo starlet, only searching up her information later.

Beautifully refreshing, elegantly ethereal, there was a sense of fragility to her.

No wonder, even after thirty years, today, having become a significant tycoon, Ota Ling still couldn’t stop thinking about her.

Encountering a similar flower, he would rather hand it over to someone else than pick it himself, fearful of destroying the once beautiful moment.

Lu Liang sat at the bedside, browsing news, while also making a phone call to Xu Jiawei to book a ticket back home for tomorrow.

Bored, Miyuki fiddled with Lu Liang’s hand. Her small hand covered by his large one, she was thoroughly enjoying herself.

Hearing about booking the ticket, she suddenly paused, "Sir, are you leaving tomorrow?"

Ever since their last parting, she had enrolled in a Mandarin class and, a few months later, could understand some basic phrases.

Like ’ticket’ and ’flight’, as long as it wasn’t too complicated, she could basically catch the gist by guessing.

"Yes, next time we can communicate in Mandarin."

Lu Liang smiled broadly, pinching her cheek, her ability as a student from East Country really was impressive. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

"When will you come next time?"

Miyuki looked hopeful, although she didn’t yet like Lu Liang, she at least no longer disliked him.

Since her mother moved in, this place, and Lu Liang, made her feel like she had a home again.

"In a month or two."

"Really? Then let’s make a pinky promise."

"You guys do this too?"

Miyuki glanced at the children’s Chinese picture book on the bedside, her smile curling her eyelashes, "Learned it from there, it’s a promise."

Lu Liang couldn’t help but smile, hooking his pinky with hers and pressing his thumb as a seal. Miyuki beamed, "Promise then, one or two months."

"Promise," Lu Liang nodded.

Miyuki clung to Lu Liang like an octopus and suddenly asked, "Sir, may I ask you a question?"

"Ask away, but I might not answer."

Miyuki hesitated for a long time before quietly asking, "Do you like my mom?"

Lu Liang was speechless, "Why would you think that?"

"Because my mom is very beautiful."

Miyuki was serious. Compared to her mom, she always felt like an ugly duckling.

Including today when they went out, her mom hadn’t bought new clothes for a long time, so she helped buy a few sets.

Just a little hairstyling swept away the previous gloom.

People on the street all looked at her mom and not at her.

Lu Liang pondered and didn’t hide his thoughts, "I do like her a little, but because she’s your mom."

The idea of mother and daughter together was thrilling, but like standing atop a skyscraper looking down, sometimes you think about jumping but never actually do.

If Erii wasn’t Miyuki’s mom, and there was a chance, Lu Liang really wanted to experience, to kiss her once, but because she is, it remained just a thought.

"One must restrain oneself to truly achieve oneself," Lu Liang sighed deeply.

Few others could impose restrictions on him; he had to restrain himself and establish psychological boundaries.

Once mother and daughter are involved, what next? Involve a minor?

If he involved a minor, what would he play at next?

The world is full of perverted delicacies and places, all created from continuously breaking boundaries.

Over more than two years, Lu Liang had completed the accumulation of initial wealth and understood why those rich people, despite being very wealthy, were still obsessed with making money.

The gorges of desire are hard to fill; if they have no goal to strive for, they would become even scarier than ghosts.

"I don’t understand," Miyuki said, confused, but she understood they would not be together, which suddenly made her heart happy.

Holding onto Lu Liang’s arm, she drifted into sleep, murmuring, "Mom really liked dad, and never blamed him..."

"Go to sleep."

A soft click sounded, and the bedroom plunged into darkness.

In the guest room not far from the master bedroom, the beautiful woman stared at her deceased husband’s photo, closed her eyes, and tears trickled down from her eyes.

...

The next day at noon, after saying farewell to Sakurada Miyuki and her daughter, Lu Liang took a plane and, after three hours, returned to Modu.

"Sweet air."

Stepping out of the plane and seeing the big sign of Pu Xin Airport, Lu Liang couldn’t help stretching.

After traveling around the globe and wandering abroad for more than half a month, the traveler finally returned to his country.

"Mr. Lu, can we take a photo?"

As he stepped onto the jet bridge, hurried footsteps followed by an excited male voice came from behind.

Standing before them, Fang Shiyu, at one meter ninety, seemed like an insurmountable small mountain.

Lu Liang turned back and saw a twenty-year-old young man brimming with excitement; the girl beside him was no less enthusiastic, exclaiming, "Mr. Lu, you’re so handsome."

Lu Liang smiled, "You’ve got good taste."

He waved his hand; Fang Shiyu, understanding without words, quietly stepped aside to let the young couple through.

Lu Liang, with a smile, stood between the young couple, raised his right hand, placed it on his chest, and made a ’V’ sign.

Before leaving, he didn’t forget to remind, "Beauty, if you ’Photoshop’ the picture, don’t just focus on yourself, take care of our male friends too."

"Got it, I’ll make sure you look even more handsome than my boyfriend," the girl said with a giggling smile and excitedly stomping her feet.

Meanwhile, the news of Lu Liang returning to the country spread across the internet like thunder.

A week ago, Wanda’s private jet arrived back in the country.

To provide cover for Lu Liang, Little Wang almost announced their flight information to the entire network.

That day, many people came to the airport to pick them up, most were media reporters, but people only saw Little Wang.

For the next week, Lu Liang disappeared as if evaporated, and even those staking out the company saw no sign of him.

Thus, people guessed that Lu Liang had not returned to the country; he was still abroad, just that his whereabouts were kept secret.

According to past habits,

When Lu Liang is quiet, he must be up to something.

Now that he’s back, and from a flight from Tokyo, a new storm is surely brewing.

Investment funds, new energy businesses, everyone felt threatened because these industries are deeply linked with Lu Liang.

"These people really have wild imaginations."

Lu Liang could not help but smile, just going to see the mother of his child, and they conjured up such a drama.

"But they’re not wrong, a storm is coming."

He looked at the date, the weekend had just passed, and the 22nd was approaching, the shareholding in BYD was also nearing its lifting period.