Chapter 560: Rage
"Who misses you? Stop being so conceited."
"We're not that close, are we?"
Mu Wanjun has always been tough on the outside, and she is not as good as Tu Ran in this respect. Tu Ran at least faces his inner heart.
"If you're going against your will like this, then I really can't do anything to you."
"Who is going against my will? I'm telling the truth. Stop being so narcissistic." Although Mu Wanjun's tone was still hard, it was obvious that she didn't dare to look Lu Zhiang in the eye.
"Wanjun, I haven't eaten yet."
"Then I'll treat you out to dinner?"
"No, I'm tired."
"What should we do then?"
"I'm not very good at cooking..." Compared with Tu Ran, Mu Wanjun's cooking skills are definitely not that good. She can only make a few special dishes from southern Sichuan. Firstly, she doesn't have the ingredients, and secondly, it's too late, and it's not suitable to eat such greasy food.
"Is there anything to eat in the refrigerator?" Lu Zhiang asked.
"Um...I don't quite remember."
Mu Wanjun eats out most of the time, eats at school during classes, and occasionally goes out to eat with Tu Ran.
I rarely cook, and when I do, it's mostly instant noodles or river snail rice noodles.
"Never mind, I'll take a look myself."
Lu Zhiang didn't treat himself as an outsider and went straight to the refrigerator.
When I opened it, there were only noodles, two raw eggs, and half a box of luncheon meat.
There are a lot of popsicles, ice cream and cold drinks.
"Forget it, I'll order takeout for you." Mu Wanjun picked up the phone.
"No need, it's taking too long and I can't stand it anymore, just eat something casually."
Just like that, Lu Zhiang went into the kitchen to cook noodles without even having time to change his clothes.
Mu Wanjun and I were in the living room, pretending to watch TV.
But in fact, I would sneak a peek at Lingna Belle and the flowers that Lu Zhiang brought from time to time.
Who doesn't like flowers?
No matter how strong and unique Mu Wanjun is, she is still just a girl in college.
Especially since it was given by Lu Zhiang, it would be hard for her not to be tempted, right?
I secretly picked up my phone and took a background photo of the busy figures in the kitchen.
It’s actually quite good-looking.
Maybe it was because it was late and the light was dim.
Mu Wanjun always felt that she seemed to have a filter for Lu Zhiang today.
More than twenty minutes later, two bowls of steaming noodles were served on the table.
You know what, it smells really good.
"Why two bowls? Can you eat so much?" Mu Wanjun was curious.
"We each have a bowl."
"I don't want to eat. It's too late. I'm not hungry."
"Try my cooking."
Lu Zhiang then politely handed over the chopsticks, and Mu Wanjun really did not refuse.
I took it for some unknown reason.
The egg was not poached, but in the noodles.
Instead, it was made into an omelette, and the luncheon meat was also fried and eaten as a side dish.
Although it is simple, it is surprisingly attractive.
Mu Wanjun looked at Lu Zhiang who was sitting opposite her, and was even a little dazed.
This man was actually sitting right in front of her and cooking noodles for her?
"What are you looking at?" Lu Zhiang asked.
"It feels like a lifetime ago." Mu Wanjun sighed.
"Indeed, even though I've only been away for a few days, so much has happened. I even thought I'd never see my dad again. I even thought I might be a murderer."
"Are you going to kill your sister?" Mu Wanjun understood immediately.
Lu Zhiang remained silent for several seconds before he said, "Wanjun, eat your noodles. They'll be cold soon."
It was obvious that he didn't want to discuss such a heavy topic.
Mu Wanjun was smart enough not to ask any more questions.
The two of them were just chatting about daily life, talking about Tu Ran, Xie Nancheng, and even Chen Yuan.
"What's the background of the guy from Shenyuan?"
“What an amazing feeling.”
"They can actually hire a master of traditional Chinese medicine." Mu Wanjun was also amazed.
"Those are all princes and nobles. Have you seen ancient TV dramas?"
"I've seen it." Mu Wanjun nodded.
"The young lady from Chen Garden has the same status as the legitimate daughter of a general's mansion today."
"And that... gentleman... is quite powerful, on par with a prince."
"What? There is another gentleman in Chenyuan?" Mu Wanjun was surprised.
"you do not know?"
"Of course I don't know. I rarely even heard anyone mention Miss Shen's time. It seems that the people in Shen Garden don't like to contact the dignitaries of Xiangcheng."
"That's right, they don't even bother."
“It’s not on the same level.”
"This time, thanks to the Nancheng couple, Wanjun, when I'm done with my work these few days, can you help me arrange a dinner? You can choose the location. I want to host a banquet with you to thank the Nancheng couple."
"Ah? You actually trust me?"
"What else?" Lu Zhiang smiled gently.
This smile made Mu Wanjun feel a little embarrassed.
"I just feel that I don't come from a prominent family and don't know the rules. What if I make the wrong choice..."
"It's okay, you and Tu Ran are very good friends, and Nan Cheng and I have been brothers for many years."
"We are all one family."
"It's the thought that counts. Just make the arrangements."
"Okay then." Mu Wanjun agreed reluctantly.
As soon as he finished speaking, WeChat on his mobile phone received a transfer of 100,000 yuan.
"What are you doing?" Mu Wanjun was very surprised.
"Arranging meals costs money, and I definitely can't let you pay for it."
"Then eating Tang Monk's flesh shouldn't cost 100,000, right?" Mu Wanjun laughed angrily.
"The rest is your hard work fee."
"That's certainly a good thing. Mr. Lu, please come to me if you have such good things in the future. Ha, I'm going to make a fortune." Mu Wanjun smiled.
"Look at what you have achieved." Lu Zhiang also laughed.
By the time the two finished their meal and cleaned up, it was already early morning.
"You're not leaving yet?"
"Is it convenient for you to stay overnight?" the guy asked directly.
Mu Wanjun: ...
"Lu Zhiang, you are not planning to attack me, are you?"
"You're pretending to eat at my house, but your real purpose is..."
"The real reason is that I'm so tired and don't want to move. Can I sleep in the guest bedroom?"
Lu Zhiang's eyes are almost irresistible.
"You talk as if I could let you sleep in the master bedroom."
"If you agree, I'm sure there's no problem with that." Lu Zhiang was generous.
Mu Wanjun rolled her eyes in anger, "You wish, go back to your second bedroom."
Although Mu Wanjun was reluctant to let Lu Zhiang stay overnight, she still prepared disposable slippers, water cups, toothbrushes and other supplies for him.
"It looks like you had guests visiting your house before."
"Lu Zhiang, what do you mean?"
"Isn't it said that Nancheng's wife lived here for a while?" Lu Zhiang looked at Mu Wanjun innocently.
Well, she misunderstood and actually felt a little guilty.
"Indeed, Tu Ran stayed here for a few days before, but she was very considerate. Not only did she buy groceries and cook for me, she also helped me clean. She was very considerate of others' feelings."
"Wanjun..."
"My sister is a ticking time bomb that could explode at any moment. But my parents can't let her go, so the situation at home is very complicated."
Seeing Lu Zhiang suddenly say this, Mu Wanjun realized something and her face fell.
"so what?"
Mu Wanjun thought that Lu Zhiang was going to back down.
The two of them were already retreating before they even started, so anger was already building up inside them.
Could it be that Lu Zhiang is using his sister as an excuse and doesn't want to continue with her?
Then wouldn't what I said to my brother before seem to be very self-indulgent?
We are all smart people, especially women who tend to think a lot.
For a moment, Mu Wanjun thought of many things in her mind.
She had even thought about it: if Lu Zhiang did this, she would immediately go find Feng Yao and get married quickly. She would not give him the chance to regret it. Leaving Xiangcheng was impossible. She would have to hang around him for the rest of her life.
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