CEO Wants To Marry Me After Divorce
Chapter 1022. It’s best for her to go there and attend the funeral.

Chapter 1022: 1022. It’s best for her to go there and attend the funeral.

Upon being questioned by Lu Moqing like this, Su Rou felt somewhat flustered in her heart and ignored the dislike expressed in Lu Moqing’s tone towards her.

Before she could explain, Lu Moqing added another sentence —

"I rushed down the stairs because I saw you crying in the office. But it seems you’re not really in a hurry."

"No, no, no, that’s not it. It’s just...because I’m wearing high heels, so I can’t walk fast..."

"Hmm, I know; I must have misunderstood you."

After admonishing and then giving her some sugar, Lu Moqing opened the passenger door and got into the car.

And then Su Rou who followed him: "..."

She originally thought that if Moqing was driving, she would sit in the co-pilot seat. If the driver drove, she could sit in the back with Moqing.

But she never expected...

As Su Rou stood outside the car door, her expression was somewhat indescribable.

Lu Moqing didn’t seem to notice anything; seeing she hadn’t moved, he asked:

"Aren’t you getting in the car? Aren’t you worried about Old Mr. Qiao?"

How could Su Rou tell him that she was actually minding the fact that he was not riding with her in the car, such a trivial matter?

At this time, not worrying about Grandpa’s condition, but instead dwelling on such a trivial matter, the image she had created for herself in Lu Moqing’s heart would probably collapse.

So she hurriedly opened the car door and got in.

Of course, she didn’t know that at this moment she was trying hard to create a perfect image of herself in Lu Moqing’s heart, but in fact, she hadn’t occupied any place in his heart.

Even the driver who had been serving Lu Moqing all along felt a little sympathetic towards Su Rou.

This was probably the least-valued mistress in history.

Back when the president was pursuing his wife, he wouldn’t mind being glued to his wife, even sitting in the co-pilot seat.

Even if he sat in the front passenger seat, the president could stick to his wife in one chair.

After the driver "sympathized" with Su Rou silently, he started the car and drove to the hospital.

Thinking how Qiaoxu mustbe suffering at the moment, Lu Moqing’s heart clenched, wishing he could fly over and be with her immediately, comforting her.

"Go faster."

He kept urging the driver along the way.

The driver was also having trouble, as this was already the highest acceptable speed on this road.

While Su Rou thought Lu Moqing was constantly urging the driver to speed up because he was worried that she would worry about the old man’s condition, she felt sweet in her heart.

Of course, she couldn’t tell Moqing that she wasn’t worried about seeing the old man alive at all.

It would be best to wait for him to die, and then she would rush over and pay her last respects.

But she couldn’t say that. Like her mother Su Suqin, she could only hide her excitement & joy in her heart.

Arriving at the hospital, Su Rou was very proactive this time, like a sad younger generation who had lost a respected elder, rushing towards the Emergency Building.

"Dad, Mom, how is Grandpa?"

Su Suqin was still wondering why her daughter would be so concerned about the old man inside, and then she looked up and saw Lu Moqing coming with her.

Not daring to let her own schadenfreude be seen by Lu Moqing, she quickly wiped the non-existent tears from the corner of her eyes when she saw her daughter running over and choked out:

"The doctor is still trying to save your Grandpa inside, we are all waiting outside for news."

With red eyes, Su Rou stood by Qiao Sheng, displaying the image of a well-behaved daughter, comforting him while holding his arm:

"Dad, don’t worry, Grandpa will be alright."

"Xiao Rou, you’re such a good girl!"

Although Qiao Sheng was also angry that the old man was biased, after all, he was his father, and his mood was still somewhat low at this moment.