After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 44: Going Home

The next day, Lu Liang opened his eyes and heard waves of pleasant piano music coming from next door.

The other side of the pillow was empty, which reminded him of the previous night. Zhang Qian had silently gone to sleep with their daughter despite how late it was after getting his work done.

Although she didn't state her reason, Lu Liang could guess that she probably didn't want to influence the child's still-forming values.

Lu Liang got dressed and walked out of the bedroom to find Zhang Qian busy in the kitchen, having already prepared a sumptuous brunch.

She was wearing a loose T-shirt and high-waisted jeans, her makeup exquisitely applied as though she'd just returned from going out.

Zhang Qian pushed back a strand of hair and smiled warmly, "The bathroom is on the left. The toothbrush and towel at the sink are new."

Meanwhile, the piano music suddenly stopped, and the little one peeked out her head stealthily: "Uncle Lu, you really can sleep."

In her room, a guzheng was set up, her fingers wrapped with picks that resembled fancy nail art.

Lu Liang looked puzzled at the clock on the wall and was amazed to find that it was already eleven o'clock, nearly noon.

"I saw you were sleeping soundly so I didn't wake you. I've bought everything; it's in the trunk of your car."

Zhang Qian dried the water off her hands and pulled out a gold card and a long receipt from her bag: "It all cost over sixty thousand."

"Just keep it for me for now; you might need to help me buy more things next time, you never know."

Lu Liang stretched and headed to the bathroom.

Ever since he started working out, apart from those few days trading London Gold, he typically wouldn't sleep until late in the morning.

That meant he really did sleep comfortably last night.

Zhang Qian's home was small but very warm.

Zhang Qian silently put away the gold card and looked to her daughter: "Xiaoguai, go wash your hands and get ready for lunch, Uncle Lu has to leave soon so let's eat earlier."

Hearing Lu Liang was about to leave, the little one quickly took off her fake nails, ran to the bathroom door: "Uncle Lu, where are you going?"

"Xiaoguai!" Zhang Qian frowned and admonished her.

She knew she couldn't compete with younger women; the least she could do was not to pressure Lu Liang.

"It's no trouble."

Lu Liang smiled and shook his head, scooping up the little one with one arm: "Uncle has to go home for a bit, you have to listen to Mommy's words, okay?"

"When will you be back?"

"In about three to five days."

"Will you come to see Xiaoguai again?"

The little one had big eyes like her mother's, watery and seemingly capable of speaking.

At that moment, her eyes were filled with anticipation.

"Of course, I will, and Uncle will bring you a present too."

Lu Liang teased her cheek with his fresh stubble from last night, making her giggle with delight.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Qian's eyes grew even more tender.

The little one whispered in Lu Liang's ear: "Uncle Lu, I don't want a gift, but could you please tell Mommy not to make me play the guzheng? I don't like it."

"What do you like then? Tell Uncle," Lu Liang looked at her ten small fingers, several of which were already slightly swollen.

The little one shook her head: "I don't know."

"Then we won't play the guzheng, but if you find something you like later, you must tell Uncle, okay?"

Lu Liang looked at Zhang Qian who was firm: "Being good at several skills will make it easier when she moves up to middle school."

"She's only in the first grade now, and there are five more years to go. If she can't make it by then, I will take care of it."

Lu Liang kindly advised: "After all, she already has plenty of homework. Let her have proper rest during her break."

Zhang Qian saw the eager look on her daughter's face and finally sighed in resignation: "Starting now, just one lesson a week, at least she won't forget it entirely."

Before Lu Liang could even respond, the little one excitedly kissed him and cheered with raised hands: "Yay~"

Lu Liang suddenly realized: "Maybe she does like it; it's just the long practice times that make it a burden."

Zhang Qian silenced, suddenly finding that she knew her daughter of seven years less well than Lu Liang.

"Love may lead to chaos."

Lu Liang comforting her, held the little one in one arm and took Zhang Qian by the hand: "Let's go eat; I'm starving."

"I want to eat shrimp; Mommy bought my favorite shrimp this morning. Thank you, Mommy."

The little one said she liked shrimp, but after peeling them, she first put one into her mother's bowl.

Sucking on her fingers, she tilted her head towards Lu Liang: "Uncle Lu, do you like shrimp?"

"I like the shrimp that Xiaoguai peels."

Lu Liang joked and gently kicked Zhang Qian's foot under the table.

The little one was far more sensible and well-behaved than her peers; Zhang Qian shouldn't have demanded more from her.

The little one peeled a shrimp with practiced ease and placed it in Lu Liang's bowl. "Uncle, this is for you."

"Thank you, Xiaoguai." Lu Liang stroked her head.

Zhang Qian's face broke into a smile again as she affectionately touched her daughter's head. "Xiaoguai, you're amazing!"

She had come to realize that compared to other children her age, her daughter was indeed very understanding and well-behaved.

The lunch ended in a harmonious atmosphere.

After a short rest, Lu Liang went to the car park and opened the trunk, which was packed full.

Zhang Qian was very thoughtful, having attached a note to each item indicating who it was for.

The tobacco and alcohol purchased were all domestic brands, like soft-center and Moutai, immediately recognizable as expensive.

After all, the most taboo thing with gift-giving was to offer something expensive that was mistakenly considered cheap due to the recipient's lack of knowledge.

"Goodbye."

Lu Liang bade Zhang Qian and her daughter farewell, set the navigation, and embarked on the journey home.

The entire trip was over five hundred kilometers, heading south on the Shanghai-Kunming Highway until sunset.

Departing at noon, by the time he reached a small city at the border between Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, the sky had gradually darkened.

Exiting the highway, Lu Liang drove for another half hour on the national road to reach his hometown of Yu Town.

Passing by a small shop, he saw a family of four eating dinner happily together.

Lu Liang parked in front of the store and tapped on the glass counter. "Boss, I'll have a bottle of Coke."

"Three yuan..."

The woman set down her chopsticks and rushed over, thumping Lu Liang hard on the chest. "When did you get back?"

Lu Ya, Lu Liang's older sister by two years, married at 25, and was now already a mother of two.

Lu Liang inhaled sharply, rubbing his chest in pain. "Couldn't you have been a little gentler?"

Lu Ya huffed. "I was holding back."

Two children also ran over, excitedly hugging Lu Liang's legs: "Uncle… Uncle, did you bring us any gifts?"

The older one was a six-year-old boy, and the younger was a four-year-old girl. It was rare that they hadn't forgotten about Lu Liang after not seeing him for over four months.

"Of course, I brought you gifts."

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Lu Liang opened the trunk and took out two smart watches, a set of cosmetics, and a carton each of cigarettes and alcohol.

Brother-in-law Luo Haitong came over, fixated on the silhouette of the Taurus on the ground, lost in thought. "Liangzi, this isn't a Lamborghini, is it?"

"A Lamborghini?" Lu Ya was astounded.

These days, it was normal not to have seen a Lamborghini, but very few people had never heard of one.

Because it was synonymous with top-tier sports cars.

Lu Liang simply smiled, as if to confirm.

After putting the watches on his nephews, he handed the cosmetics to his sister. "This is for you, so you can't say I've never given you a gift."

"Brother-in-law, this tobacco and alcohol are for you..."

Seeing the soft-center and the Moutai, Lu Ya finally believed that the car in front of her was indeed the type she thought it was.

She didn't accept the cosmetics, her eyebrows furrowed, a worried expression on her face. "What about Wenjing? And where did you get the money?"

Lu Liang patted the backs of his nephews, ushering them back into the house to eat, and handed his brother-in-law a cigarette as he recounted recent events.

"You got divorced already? And sold the house in Modu? You're even running a company now?"

Three pieces of news, each more explosive than the last. Lu Ya couldn't help but ask, "Do Mom and Dad know?"

"Dad, knows a bit; Mom, probably doesn't."

Lu Liang put his arm around Lu Ya's shoulder. "Besides, you guys never liked Lin Wenjing anyway, so the divorce is for the best, right?"

Lu Ya glared at him. "One thing at a time; you didn't just dump her because you've made money now, did you?"

"Sister, I'm your own brother, blood is thicker than water, what do you take me for?"

Lu Liang was indignant, but that didn't save his arm from another slap.

After a moment of contemplation, Lu Ya looked at her husband. "Luo, you take care of the kids; I'll go back to Mom's with him."

Lu Liang chuckled and passed her the cosmetics and the alcohol and tobacco.

In small rural towns, the tolerance for divorce was far less than in big cities. While not considered outright disgraceful, it was still frowned upon.

He didn't have much to say to his parents on a daily basis and needed a strong external ally – an older sister was the best candidate.

"Keep them, no point in refusing a gift."

Lu Ya fiercely glared at him, knowing her brother well. With one look, she saw right through his scheming.