Three years ago, Lu Huaizhi didn't even look up when he signed the divorce agreement. Lin Sangsang walked out of the Lu family's door holding the piece of paper, one month pregnant in her belly.
Three years later, she came back with her son and opened a dessert shop in the south of the city. The business was booming and her life was stable. She thought she had forgotten that man long ago.
Until the 1095th day after the divorce, Lu Huaizhi blocked the door of her store, looking at the little boy behind her who looked exactly like him, his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper running over his throat: "My son?"
That night he stayed in her shop and refused to leave. The reason was "the store is mine" - he did buy the whole street.
During the day, he is Mr. Lu, a well-known figure in the business world, who is feared at the negotiating table. At night, he wore her pink apron to wash dishes and mop the floor to entertain the children, but his son disliked her for saying "he couldn't even spell dinosaur eggs correctly."
Later, everyone in the city knew that Mr. Lu was married. Someone asked Mrs. Lu who she was. He lowered his head and glanced at the screen saver on his phone - a photo of a family of three. In the photo, his wife was smearing cream on his face.
"I chased him back." He said, "I chased him for three years."
