Chapter 190 A Kiss Using a Pretend-to-Be-Performed Position
The phone rang again, interrupting Shang Wu's thoughts.
It was an unfamiliar number from Lincheng.
Shang Wu answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Is this Miss Shang Wu?" A steady voice came from the other end of the phone. "This is Liang Zhengcheng."
General Manager Liang? General Manager Sun's superior?
Shang Wu then warmed up a bit: "Hello, Mr. Liang."
“Ms. Shang, Mr. Sun has already given me a detailed report on you and your studio. I am very interested in your design concepts and there is a lot of room for cooperation.”
Mr. Liang's words were direct and forceful: "It's inconvenient to communicate over the phone. I wonder if it would be convenient for Ms. Shang to come back to Lincheng? We can discuss this in person, and I'm sure you'll be satisfied with the price."
Back to Lincheng, the place she had just fled?
Shang Wu instinctively wanted to refuse.
But she really wanted to take on this IP collaboration.
This was enough to allow her studio to gain a firm foothold.
She pursed her lips: "Okay, Mr. Liang, but I can only go for one day. When is it convenient for you to come?"
"The sooner the better, how about tomorrow?" President Liang was efficient. "I'll arrange your schedule. There will be a car to pick you up. It's driven by a friend of mine, and it's on his way."
A private car pick-up? Or is it Mr. Liang's friend's car? Shang Wu felt something was off, but the other party's attitude was sincere and the arrangements were thoughtful, so she couldn't refuse any longer and could only agree.
"Thank you for your help, Mr. Liang."
The next morning.
A gray Maybach pulled up in front of the studio right on time.
The driver got out of the car and respectfully opened the car door for Shang Wu.
After thanking her, Shang Wu sat in the back seat. The car was filled with a cool and clean fragrance, which made her heart tighten for no reason.
Shang Wu immediately told herself not to overthink things.
Luxury cars should all have similar fragrances.
The vehicle drove smoothly toward the airport in silence.
A few hours later, the plane landed at Lincheng Airport.
As Shang Wu walked out of the gate with the flow of people, just as she was about to call the contact information sent by General Manager Liang, a driver dressed in a black suit with a serious expression came up to her.
"Miss Shang, this way please, the car is already waiting."
Shang Wu followed him to the parking lot. When she saw the familiar license plate number, she froze on the spot, her face changing instantly.
This is not Mr. Liang's friend's car.
This is Lu Rang's car.
The so-called private car service, the so-called friends of General Manager Liang... were all him?
The driver had already opened the back door.
"Miss Shang, please."
Inside the car, Lu Rang leaned back lazily in the back seat, his gaze fixed on a document on his lap, as if he had only given her a ride by chance.
Hearing the noise, he slowly raised his head, staring straight at her with a scrutinizing look.
Shang Wu could no longer understand the complexity in Lu Rang's eyes.
What exactly does he want? He keeps appearing around her.
What seems like a coincidence can become too contrived if there are too many coincidences.
Or...did he discover something?
No, that's impossible.
His mother has passed away, and the truth of what happened back then, along with Lu Rang's memories, has been completely buried in the past.
He couldn't possibly recall the past between the Yu family and the merchants.
What was his purpose?
Shang Wu forced herself to calm down.
Whatever he wants to do, she can't let him disturb her peace of mind anymore.
He's doing very well now, his career is booming, while she just wants to stay far away from him and live her own life.
She clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her flesh, using the pain to keep herself awake.
When he looked up again, Shang Wu had the kind of nonchalant, slightly seductive smile that Lu Rang hated most.
She didn't get into the car, but bent down slightly and said to Lu Rang inside the car with a sweet smile through the door, "Oh, so it's Mr. Lu's car? What a coincidence, Mr. Liang's friend is you."
Looking at the fake smile on her face, Lu Rang's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his thin lips pressed tightly together.
Shang Wu seemed oblivious to his darkening expression and continued, "But I'm really sorry to trouble Mr. Lu to make the trip. I could have just taken a taxi myself, since Chunzhi invited me to an art exhibition after we finish discussing the collaboration. His new painter friend is so handsome..."
She deliberately spoke ambiguously, and after searching high and low, only Chen Chunzhi seemed to be able to be associated with her.
Sure enough, Lu Rang's face instantly darkened, and the air pressure around him was so low that it seemed to freeze into ice.
He slammed the document shut with a sharp sound, his eyes blazing with barely suppressed disgust and anger.
Lu Rang stared intently at her, as if he wanted to tear her alluring exterior apart to see what kind of heart lay hidden inside.
After a long pause, he finally managed to squeeze out a chilling sentence through gritted teeth: "Shang Wu, you really are... unable to be without a man for even a moment?"
Shang Wu felt as if her heart had been pierced by those words, bleeding profusely, but the smile on her face grew even brighter.
"Life is short, so enjoy it while you can. Of course, a gentleman like Mr. Lu wouldn't understand that."
After saying that, she stood up straight and smiled at the dumbfounded driver next to her, without waiting for Lu Rang to speak again.
"Thank you for your trouble, but I'll just take a taxi myself so as not to waste your young master's precious time."
She turned around, wearing high heels, straightened her back, and walked step by step towards the taxi waiting area.
Only after getting into the taxi and giving the address did Shang Wu allow herself to slump in the back seat, feeling as if she had just fought a hard battle that had exhausted all her strength, her whole body ice-cold.
Inside the Maybach, Lu Rang's eyes blazed with fury.
There was also a sharp, indescribable pain that almost tormented him to the point of causing a headache.
Lu Rang took out some sedatives and took them, but his mind was still filled with Shang Wu's words.
Chen Chunzhi? And a young painter?
Okay, that's really great.
Lu Rang narrowed his eyes.
"drive."
...
Half an hour later, the taxi stopped downstairs at the company.
Shang Wu touched up her makeup to make sure her expression was calm and collected before entering the building.
The talks went surprisingly smoothly.
Mr. Liang is a refined middle-aged man with insightful views on design. The cooperation terms he offered were even more favorable than those mentioned over the phone.
However, throughout the entire process, Shang Wu could always sense an invisible subtlety.
It's like how General Manager Liang, as the client, cooperated so much not because of her design skills, but more because of Lu Rang.
Just then, as General Manager Liang was about to sign the letter of intent, he paused.
He looked up, smiled apologetically, and said, "Ms. Shang, it's been a pleasure doing business with you. Also, please don't take offense at the previous pick-up and drop-off arrangements. It was actually Mr. Lu's idea. He specifically instructed me to take good care of you, but he was afraid you wouldn't agree, so..."
It was indeed Lu who took the photo with his passport.
Shang Wu's fingertips clenched as she forced a smile, but a surge of surprise and unease welled up inside her.
Whatever Lu Rang wants to do, it's best not to disrupt their current peaceful coexistence and separate lives.
She could no longer stay here, and she could no longer have any involvement with Lu Rang.
Our previous interactions had already crossed the line.
Thinking of this, Shang Wu didn't want to waste a moment.
"Mr. Liang, you flatter me. I should thank Mr. Lu for his kindness."
Shang Wu quickly signed the papers, stood up, and said naturally, "Since we've reached an agreement, I won't bother you any longer. My boyfriend happens to be nearby, and he'll come pick me up in a bit."
"Boyfriend?" Mr. Liang was clearly surprised.
“Yes.” Shang Wu smiled, took out her phone, and quickly sent a distress text message to Chen Chunzhi.
[Urgent! Someone is impersonating my boyfriend downstairs at the Ni's Company in Lincheng. Come quickly!]
Chen Chunzhi replied very quickly.
[Wait, I'm almost there! Should we put on a good show?]
Shang Wu was somewhat speechless, but still replied: 【Very sufficient.】
She put away her phone and smiled at President Liang.
"He'll be there soon. I'll go downstairs and wait for him. Thank you again, Mr. Liang. We'll discuss the details online."
Shang Wu immediately left the company and stood on the roadside downstairs.
She kept glancing at the passing vehicles, both hoping that Chen Chunzhi would arrive soon and fearing that the landing would coincidentally happen again.
What you fear most is what happens.
Just as Chen Chunzhi's eye-catching sports car roared up and stopped in front of her, another Maybach, like a ghost, silently stopped at a street corner not far away.
The car window rolled down, and Lu Rang's cold gaze pierced through the street, landing precisely on her.
Chen Chunzhi got out of the sports car, and today he was quite cooperative, wearing a decent casual suit instead of a pink shirt.
He walked towards Shang Wu with a smile, his tone intimate yet slightly exaggerated: "Honey, have you been waiting long? How did the meeting go?"
Shang Wu pursed her lips, clearly feeling the cold gaze coming from the street corner.
She took a deep breath, a bright and even slightly seductive smile blooming on her face, and took the initiative to step forward and link arms with Chen Chunzhi.
"Honey, why did it take you so long? I missed you so much."
Chen Chunzhi was taken aback by her enthusiasm, but he quickly recovered and put his arm around her waist, whispering, "Wow, you're so into acting?"
Shang Wu pinched his arm hard with her fingernails, but smiled charmingly while keeping an eye on the car at the street corner out of the corner of her eye.
She saw Lu Rang push open the car door, get out of the car, and walk towards them, each step carrying a terrifyingly low pressure.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze.
With a determined heart, Shang Wu stood on tiptoe, hooked her arm around Chen Chunzhi's neck, pulled his head down, and turned her own face slightly to the side.
From Lu Rang's perspective, the two appeared to be passionately kissing in the street.
Chen Chunzhi froze completely, his eyes wide open, never expecting that "full of drama" would be this dramatic!
Shang Wu held her breath, and could feel Lu Rang's steps stop.
That gaze almost burned through her silhouette.
A few seconds later, she abruptly released Chen Chunzhi, and the fingertips that had been blocking their path moved away as well.
Shang Wu's breathing was a little unsteady, and she said in a sweet voice, "Alright, alright, so many people are watching, let's go!"
She didn't even dare to look back at Lu Rang's expression. She grabbed the still-dazed Chen Chunzhi tightly and practically shoved him into the passenger seat of the sports car before getting into the driver's seat herself.
The engine roared, the car shot forward, quickly merged into traffic, and disappeared from sight.
On the street, Lu Rang stood frozen in place, staring intently at the car.
The scene of the two kissing was still vivid in his mind, but strangely, he was more jealous than angry.
Yes, he was actually jealous that Chen Chunzhi was able to kiss that woman without restraint.
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