Chapter 79 I sincerely invite you to attend my wedding

A week later, when Fu Mingshuang was about to enter the classroom, she saw Lu Shiyu standing at the door waiting for her.

"Haven't I already released you from the blacklist? Is there anything that requires you, Master Lu, to personally come over?"

When Fu Mingshuang got closer, she discovered that there were some bruises on his fair face.

As expected of a person with a scar-prone constitution, a week later, the scars on his face looked almost the same as they did two or three days ago.

"invitation."

In the busy corridor, Lu Shiyu handed Fu Mingshuang a pink envelope with a big "囍" character written on it.

Fu Mingshuang took it, opened it, and saw his name and Lu Shiyu's name side by side.

Lu Shiyu: "I sincerely invite you to attend my wedding on June 30th of this month."

Passersby slowed down their pace, flying birds landed on the windowsill, the summer cicadas fell silent, and the swaying leaves became still.

Fu Mingshuang looked at Lu Shiyu in astonishment, her red lips slightly parted, and she didn't say a word for a long time.

wedding?

feast?

June 30th?

The class bell rang and Lu Shiyu left without saying a word.

The breeze continued to shake the leaves, cutting the afternoon sunlight into pieces and sprinkling them on the invitation like a layer of gold powder.

Fu Mingshuang looked at the invitation in her hand. Below her and Lu Shiyu's names, four large characters were printed:

Get married.

But the public opinion in the school accidentally veered off, even to an outrageous degree - the great man was going to marry another woman, and he personally sent an invitation to the witch.

Going to attend the wedding of my beloved one, I feel a tragic feeling of not being able to get the love I want.

Everyone began to feel a little sympathy for Fu Mingshuang, and even suddenly many people admitted that the CP they were supporting was BE.

Even Wang Xiangting, who had previously threatened to kill herself to get Fu Mingshuang out of the dormitory, found Fu Mingshuang after class:

"If you don't have anywhere to go, I can reluctantly let you go back to the dorm."

"roll!"

Fu Mingshuang cursed once and left.

[Why June 30th?] She sent a WeChat message to Lu Shiyu.

[Nothing, that day is a good day for marriage.]

***

Lu Shiyu begged for this wedding by kneeling down, literally kneeling down.

Lu Shaoting finally gave in to his stubborn temper and finally reached an agreement with Mr. Fu San. But the condition was that the Lu family would not attend under the guise of keeping a low profile and being honest.

This was exactly what Lu Shiyu wanted. Being so proud, she definitely didn't like seeing them.

Meanwhile, Fu Zhenchuan heard about the marriage from someone else. He was overjoyed and immediately called Fu Mingshuang back to Shanghai.

Fu Mingshuang had originally planned to wait until the dust settled before negotiating with Fu Zhenchuan. Since things were like this now, he might as well come clean.

"I'll go back with you." Lu Shiyu suggested.

"No, you're talking as if I'm going to Longtanhuxue."

"He's my father-in-law after all, at least say hello."

"You know what my dad is planning."

"How can I, a sophomore controlled by my family, satisfy him?"

Fu Mingshuang frowned slightly and pondered for a moment.

"That's it. After I finish the wedding matters these few days, I will go back with you."

"Okay." Fu Mingshuang agreed.

But the next morning, she boarded a plane to Shanghai.

***

Three days later, Lu Shiyu arrived in Shanghai and went to a bar according to the address given to him by Chi Yan.

Amidst the blasting music and dazzling lights, Fu Mingshuang was seen drunk.

She was lying unconscious on the bar, and a man next to her seemed to be touching her inappropriately.

Lu Shiyu walked over and bent the man's finger, almost bending it to 90 degrees:

"Dare to touch?"

"I didn't, didn't, didn't, didn't... I was taking care of her according to Master Chi's instructions. Coat, coat..."

The man looked horribly painful and motioned Lu Shiyu to look at his coat that had just fallen to the ground.

Lu Shiyu temporarily loosened his grip, took off his coat and covered Fu Mingshuang with it, then asked the man:

"Where is Chi Yan? He was the one who asked me to come here."

"He has something urgent to do..." The man named Qian Song, seeing Lu Shiyu about to make a phone call, advised: "Young Master Chi is reuniting after a long separation and is going to chase his wife to the crematorium. Don't disturb him."

"Is that Shu Ran back?" Lu Shiyu asked casually.

"Fuck, you also know about this kind of incest in their family?" Qian Song couldn't help but exclaimed.

Lu Shiyu didn't want to get entangled in these trivial matters anymore, so he picked up the drunk Fu Mingshuang and left.

"Hey, where are you taking her?"

Lu Shiyu did not stop, Qian Song continued to shout behind him:

"Master Chi has reserved a guest room for you upstairs."

"Please lead the way." Lu Shiyu turned around and said politely.

So Qian Song took Lu Shiyu to a luxurious suite.

When he opened the door, Lu Shiyu saw a sign hanging on the door and couldn't help but frowned:

"Luxury romantic and passionate couple room?"

Qian Song explained calmly: "Oh, this is Master Chi's personal hobby. All the rooms here have this name."

After entering the room, Lu Shiyu was stunned for a moment and his brows furrowed even deeper.

In the dim room, a table was piled with gauze curtains, whips, handcuffs, and candles.

"Is this also his personal hobby?" Lu Shiyu raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, no, no..." Qian Song hurriedly explained, "This is what Master Chi prepared for you."

"What?!"

"Oh no, no, I said it wrong..." Qian Song corrected, "Young Master Chi specifically ordered it to be prepared for Fourth Miss Fu."

Qian Song saw that Lu Shiyu's frown was becoming more and more obvious, so he quickly retreated.

Lu Shiyu placed Fu Mingshuang on the bed covered with rose petals and pinched her thigh flesh:

"Stop pretending and get up."

Fu Mingshuang cried out in pain, staring at Lu Shiyu with her alcohol-stained eyes.

"What? You lay sideways first?" Lu Shiyu grabbed her ankle with the bell wrapped around it and pulled Fu Mingshuang under him.

"Ding-ling-ling..."

"Fu Mingshuang, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation for why you didn't wait for me? Otherwise, you won't be able to sleep tonight."