Chapter 4, wasn't the fourth chapter of "Unlucky Bear" already off the air? ...
Oh, it's that Luo Xincheng with the terrible temper...
Luo Xincheng was always baffled by such remarks, wondering where they came from.
Because in her opinion, her current temper is the result of deliberate restraint. Her parents think her temper is getting better and better, so why are you outsiders making comments?
Who gave you the nerve?
Do you deserve it?
...
Long ago, even before Luo Xincheng had learned to read, she knew that her family background was extraordinary.
Her father, Wang Jinlin, was born into the Wang family of Yanjing, a top-tier wealthy family since the last century. Even though he was only the third son in the family and not the first in line to inherit the family business, Zhaoteng Group, he was still a prominent figure in the industry. Her mother also came from a distinguished family, born into a century-old family in Jinhai City. When the two married, financial news outlets of all sizes were vying to report on the news.
All of the above were introduced to her by her etiquette teacher when she was a child.
I vaguely remember that she was a lady whose elegance was ingrained in her bones. She was gentle and polite, and even when facing a child like Luo Xincheng who couldn't speak very fluently, she gave him full respect. She spoke as gently as a breeze and had a very kind smile.
The teacher taught her manners and speech, how to be humble and polite, and the proper etiquette for various social situations. However, the teacher was not strict about these rules and would just smile gently when she saw that she was impatient and perfunctory in her studies.
Because she knew that Luo Xincheng's parents didn't care about these things, and that inviting her to be the etiquette teacher was just to follow the crowd and shut up her grandparents.
There's no need to train her to be a dignified and elegant young lady, nor is there a need to teach her so many rules. As long as she's presentable, that's fine, and no one will dare to say anything.
If we try to mold her into a socialite or heiress, what if we wear down her inherent strength and drive? How will she be able to take over the family business in the future?
Knowing this, the teacher turned a blind eye to her etiquette and rules in all aspects, and did not force her to follow them.
However, the teacher was quite troubled by her arrogant nature despite her young age. After much deliberation, the teacher found her parents and, after a thorough conversation, began to teach her how to keep a low profile in public, especially when dealing with people from lower social classes. Even if it was an act, she should act humble and down-to-earth.
The teacher said that the moon wanes after it is full, and water overflows when it is full; the way of Heaven is to abhor fullness.
Compared to most people in the world, Luo Xincheng's relatively short life was far too rich and dazzling. Even sharing something would be considered showing off to ordinary people. The teacher was really afraid that if she continued to be so arrogant and domineering, she would be ambushed by some people who disliked her in the future. After all, she couldn't possibly be accompanied by a large group of bodyguards wherever she went, could she?
It's better to keep a low profile. Although there will always be people who don't like her, it's better to have fewer of them.
At that time, Luo Xincheng was unaware of her teacher's good intentions. She simply let these words go in one ear and out the other, and even secretly enjoyed watching the show.
Fine, if you don't like me, come and knock me out. I want to see who's got the guts.
For example, the year she was about to enter junior high school, the day before her birthday, her parents, who had been arguing constantly, finally couldn't take it anymore and got divorced.
For example, during her junior high school years, on the very night she won a highly prestigious Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) championship, she received news of the death of her beloved horse, which lived on her grandfather's estate.
Or perhaps she finally got into one of the best high schools in the city, and excitedly shared the good news with her mother, only to be told by her equally delighted mother that she was about to remarry. From then on, the peaceful life of the mother and daughter was forcefully invaded by another family.
Not long after that, her father also started a new family, and it was at that moment that Luo Xincheng truly felt that her family had really fallen apart.
It seems that every time she is at her most triumphant, a sudden piece of bad news will hit her hard.
Having experienced countless trials and tribulations, Luo Xincheng finally began to reflect on himself, wondering if it was because he had been living too comfortably and without restraint that even God couldn't stand it.
Since then, she has finally restrained her temper. When she hears others talking badly about her, she politely retorts with her words instead of kicking them back as she used to.
If her etiquette teacher knew, she would probably be quite pleased.
After being forced to keep a low profile for a while, nothing else went wrong around Luo Xincheng. She thought her bad luck should finally be over.
It's like she packed her bags and traveled thousands of miles to study at a university in Chicago. In just four years, her wallet was stolen no less than ten times. Every time she went on a long trip, went swimming or skydiving, she would look into her bag on the way home and find that it had been stolen again!
After studying diligently for several years, I finally got my diploma. But on the day I returned to China, I was involved in a rare multi-vehicle collision. Three months after graduation, I haven't had time to do anything but lie in the hospital bed recovering from my injuries!
What exactly happened?
She remembered that Backkom had stopped airing!
What about now?
Ordinary and boring, yet extremely wealthy.
But what situation is she facing now?
Why?
Why was her ex-boyfriend from high school, who was awkward, poor, and not good at expressing himself, someone she found hard to be proud of and therefore never publicly acknowledged?
The ex-boyfriend who stayed by her side during her most sensitive, vulnerable, and difficult time due to her parents' remarriage, silently acting as her emotional dumping ground and receiving the most of her perverse teasing;
The ex-boyfriend who cried his eyes out on the eve of her departure abroad, yet whom she decisively dumped, whom she thought she would never see again...
How could he suddenly transform into a wealthy heir and appear before her in such a high-profile and dignified manner?
He was still smiling so hypocritically. Luo Xincheng was afraid that he would grin crookedly at her and say something as ridiculously cringeworthy as "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't underestimate a poor young man" to retaliate for the trash words she had said carelessly when they broke up.
Luo Xincheng stared intently at the young man before him, his face expressionless, but his heart was already churning with turmoil.
To be honest, after all these years, she can't even remember what her ex-boyfriend looked like in high school.
But more than her face, what she remembered most vividly was the other person's habitually lowered head, the blushing ears when listening intently to her, and the slightly parted lips that hesitated to speak whenever they wanted to comfort her but didn't know where to begin.
So when Jiang Xu introduced the person in front of her, her first reaction was disbelief; the change was too drastic...
Perhaps it's just that the names are similar?
Thinking of this possibility, she forced a smile and looked at Jiang Xu, "Which 'fù', which 'zhī', which 'héng'?"
Jiang Xu gave her a strange look.
The person in question is standing right in front of you, why are you asking him?
"When a man kills a master, he knows what he is doing, and Wang Xingheng is the king."
Before he could speak, Fu Zhiheng answered, instantly shattering Luo Xincheng's fake smile.
Damn, how come their self-introduction to outsiders is exactly the same as it was back then?
How can she keep deceiving herself now?!
Haha, God, you're too funny. Shouldn't this kind of clichéd and melodramatic plot only exist in male-oriented novels about ordinary people's rise to success?
How could this actually happen in real life?!
"Okay, Mr. Fu."
Treating herself as an emotionless human customer service representative, Luo Xincheng extended her hand with a forced smile, "Nice to meet you."
Fu Zhiheng's upturned lips slowly drooped down.
First time meeting?
She said, "Nice to meet you."
Realizing this, Fu Zhiheng suppressed his smile, which made his originally fake smile look much more natural and gentle.
His dark eyes were fixed on Luo Xincheng without blinking, and he remained silent.
Luo Xincheng smiled as usual, habitually raising her chin, her downward gaze revealing a hint of innate arrogance.
This long-lost feeling of being treated coldly made Fu Zhiheng's eyes crinkle unusually. The bright yellow flames of the chandelier in the hall flashed across his cheek, making him look radiant.
"Miss Luo, I've heard so much about you."
He enunciated clearly, as if each word was bursting out one by one.
Until she abruptly pulled her hand back.
The unexpected move caught Fu Zhiheng completely off guard.
His smile froze slightly, and his outstretched hand hung forlornly in mid-air.
Jiang Xu, who was standing to the side, also had a slight change in expression.
Having known Luo Xincheng for so long, this was the first time he had ever seen her give someone she had just met such a cold shoulder.
But when he thought about the fact that the other party was Fu Zhiheng, he understood a little, since he didn't like him very much either.
This might be the tacit understanding between childhood sweethearts.
Thinking this, he put on a polite smile again and took the initiative to clean up the mess for Luo Xincheng.
"Haha, I heard that President Fu won a painting by Master Ji at the Zhaoteng Group's charity auction a few days ago? What a coincidence, I just happen to have one on hand too..."
Fu Zhiheng withdrew his hand and casually continued the conversation with Jiang Xu, following up on the topic.
The atmosphere was quite harmonious as they went back and forth.
As night deepened, the banquet hall grew increasingly crowded, and amidst the clinking of glasses, the aroma of wine silently spread.
Luo Xincheng ignored the two exchanging pleasantries and turned to walk towards the stairs deep inside the banquet hall.
I asked the waiter for a handkerchief halfway through the journey.
On the surface, nothing seemed to have happened.
But in the few seconds that their hands were clasped together, he quietly scratched her palm with his fingertips.
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