Ruan Jizhou and Lu Zhiwei stopped in their tracks and turned around at the same time.
Lu Zhiwei was about to retort to him.
Ruan Jizhou grabbed her wrist, signaling him to deal with Shen Jinmo.
Then Ruan Jizhou walked up to Shen Jinmo, his gentle and noble demeanor contrasting sharply with Shen Jinmo's cold and aloof aura.
"First of all, Miss Lu is not some object you can summon and dismiss at will. Secondly, it seems you are already divorced, and everyone has the right to interact with her normally. Finally, I never compared myself to you when we were young; those were shackles imposed on us by our parents and teachers, forcing us to determine who was superior. Shen Jinmo, we are not children anymore, please be more mature. Stop being so childish."
After Ruan Jizhou finished speaking, he led Lu Zhiwei to the underground parking garage.
Standing there stunned, Shen Jinmo gritted his teeth in anger, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
Qi Mingli climbed out of the silver-gray Porsche and ran to him without stopping to explain, "I wanted to help you, but I ended up making things worse."
What bothered Shen Jinmo wasn't the car, but the phrase "Stop being childish."
He pointed at himself, pressing Qi Mingli for an answer: "I'm childish? I'm immature?"
Qi Mingli lowered his eyes and muttered under his breath, "If you were mature, you wouldn't let your wife run off with another man."
...
Lu Zhiwei returned to the Lu family villa at around 11 p.m., and the lights were still on.
I changed my shoes in the entryway, picked up my bag and car keys, and went upstairs.
Lu Jingyao, wearing a slip dress, sat back on the sofa, seemingly waiting for her.
She returned earlier than Lu Zhiwei. Having lost face so badly today, how could she possibly stay at the banquet any longer?
"Lu Zhiwei, you must be so smug right now, right? The famous star Ruan Jizhou is actually Zhou Yan, the heir to the Zhou Group, and the person Dad wants to marry into your family. How come you get all the good things?" Lu Jingyao gritted her teeth, her jealousy unbearable, to the point that she probably wouldn't be able to sleep all night.
Lu Zhiwei has been busy with her grandmother's affairs these past few days, and Lu Yunsheng only asked about the funeral as a formality, but didn't really care.
Coupled with her physical discomfort, Lu Zhiwei was so exhausted that she had no energy left to pay attention to Lu Jingyao, this shallow and vain woman.
He turned the doorknob, went in, and then slammed the door shut.
Lu Jingyao got up and chased after him, knocking on the door. "Lu Zhiwei, you yourself said you didn't want an arranged marriage and only wanted to find a man to marry into your family. Zhou Yan is absolutely not going to marry into your family, so give up on that idea."
Annoyed by the noise, Lu Zhiwei opened the door, slapped a sticky note on it, and then slammed the door shut.
Lu Jingyao stared at the note on the door, which read: "No barking, no disturbing the peace. If you keep babbling, I'll cut your tongue out and eat it with my drinks."
Enraged, Lu Jingyao tore the paper off, crumpled it into a ball, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it furiously.
Frustrated, Lu Jingyao returned to her room next door, picked up her phone, and saw a news item about an international motorsports points race pop up on the trending news.
In the afternoon, a cool motorcycle was delivered to the garage of the Lu family villa. The delivery driver said that the racing motorcycle was ordered by Lu Zhiwei.
She checked the motorcycle and found it was worth tens of millions of dollars. It had undergone rigorous modifications and met the specifications for international competitions.
She and her mother only have a few million in living expenses each month. Where would a beggar like her get the money to modify such an expensive motorcycle? She must have used the black card her father gave her.
The intense sense of imbalance made Lu Jingyao increasingly want to get rid of Lu Zhiwei.
As long as she dies.
She and her mother could return to their normal lives, and ultimately, she would be the one to marry into the Zhou family.
When Lu Zhiwei woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day. She had recovered her spirits and rushed back to the company to handle some urgent matters.
Before leaving get off work, I finished all my tasks and handed them over to An Yang: "Could you check later to see if there's anything else that needs to be explained or handled?"
Holding the documents in his hands, An Yang said anxiously, "Sister Wei, I feel like you're giving your last words. You're not thinking of doing something rash, are you?"
"..." Lu Zhiwei touched her pale face. Did she look like she wanted to die?
"I'm going abroad for a while. I'll be back in a few days."
"Okay." An Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
“There might indeed be some danger to his life,” Lu Zhiwei added.
An Yang's heart, which had just settled down, jumped again: "Sister Wei, don't scare me. I don't want to change my boss."
Lu Zhiwei pursed her lips and looked at her assistant, who was quite frightened by her actions. "I'll try my best."
at the same time.
The Shen family's old residence.
After Xia Wanying was taken back to the Shen family's old manor, Shen Jinmo settled her in a side courtyard, where she was served by bodyguards and servants, and Jiang Jingyu was not allowed to get close to her at all.
Since returning from the police station, Xia Wanying has been frightened and often wakes up crying in the middle of the night. Shen Jinmo has been getting off work earlier these past few days.
Shen Jiarui rushed to Shen Jinmo, phone in hand, his joy overflowing: "Brother, brother, Queen has appeared! She's confirmed to participate in this year's racing points race. After three years, your goddess has finally returned to the track to create an undefeated legend! I'm so excited! I'm so happy I'm about to faint!"
“That’s your goddess.” Shen Jinmo glanced at the list on his phone and saw Queen’s name at the top. A strange light shone in his eyes.
"How many times have you secretly watched other people's matches over the years?" Shen Jiarui sighed.
"I'm just studying her racing record." Since he retired from racing, only one female racing goddess has emerged in the past ten years. Her talent is extraordinary and she is far from being an ordinary person.
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