The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy Chapter 3183: Even if it was the rest of his life, he would still be with Qingcheng. “I'm not here to write a sketch (asking for a monthly pass) .”

Chapter 3183: Even if it was the rest of his life, he would still be with Qingcheng. “I’m not here to write a sketch (asking for a monthly pa.s.s) .”

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Lu Qichuan looked at the message and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Was this why his life was worse than that of a twelve-year-old girl?

This little girl was also a mysterious existence. She was always able to say things that even adults couldn’t understand.

He remembered that Gu Xicheng had said that the young lady was a very transparent young lady. He also didn’t understand why a twelve-year-old young lady would be able to live such a transparent life. Perhaps it had something to do with her family.

However, he had to admit that every time the young lady said something, it would make people feel that there was no way to refute her.

After looking into his heart, he realized that he really had not seen through his own heart. He had never seen through his own heart. That was why he had been wandering in his own world and even asking others to see through him.

See What?

That Mess?

[ third uncle:

Help me thank your twelve-year-old girlfriend. ]

Gu Xicheng looked at the reply and chuckled. This was all he could do to help third uncle. After all, it was up to third uncle to see through his own heart.

Lu Qichuan drove all the way to the foot of a mountain. It was the foot of a mountain where the aborigines were a minority.

There were a few cars at the entrance of the lodgings. It was obvious that they were all tourists.

After Lu Qichuan parked the car, he opened the door of the shop and went in. The shop owner hurriedly came out to welcome him. “Mr. Lu, you’re here.”

The shop owner was fifty-seven years old this year. He was the first lodgings at the foot of the mountain. He wore the clothes of the Miao tribe. His wrinkled face carried a strong smile.

“I’m here to stay for a while. Ah fubo, I’m going to disturb you,”Lu Qichuan said in a low voice.

“What are you talking about, Mr. Lu? If it weren’t for you, our village would have been taken away by others long ago. How could the villagers now live such a good life?”Ah Fubo took Lu Qichuan upstairs, “Mr. Lu, you haven’t been here for two years. Why didn’t you bring Little Sichen this time?”

“She goes to school,”Lu Qichuan said.

The second floor of the hostel was built like a hotel. There were about ten rooms on the first floor. The third floor was the owner’s own house, but Ah Fubo would leave a room with the best view for Lu Qichuan.

Ah Fubo brought Lu Qichuan to the third floor. “Mr. Lu, if you have time, you should bring little sichen over. My old lady has been talking about that little girl.”

“Okay, I’ll bring her over when she’s on vacation,”Lu Qichuan said. He let Ah Fubo go and do his work. He would rest for a while.

Ah Fubo could see that Lu Qichuan was very tired, so he did not disturb him. Instead, he closed the door and went out.

Lu Qichuan took off his coat and threw it on the bed. Then, he walked to the window and looked at the mountain range outside. He really should stop and clear his mind first.

Lu Qichuan thought about it and tugged at his tie. He turned around and went back to the bed to rest.

At the same time, Tan Chenxiao entered the room with the portfolio on her back.

Ah Fubo looked up and saw Tan Chenxiao. He hurriedly went out to greet her. “Do you want to stay in the hotel?”

Tan chenxiao nodded slightly and took out her ident.i.ty card. “The time is still uncertain. I should stay for a while longer. Give me a room near the edge.”

Auntie Ah Fu hurriedly nodded, “Are you here to sketch?”? “We have many young people who study fine arts here to sketch all year round. The scenery on this mountain is very good. It only takes an hour to go up from our side. Tan Chenxiao, this name is really nice.”

“Thank you.”Tan Chenxiao turned her head and looked outside. This time, she did not come to sketch. Perhaps she just wanted to find a breakthrough in her memory.