Chapter 46 Thank you, sister.
Um?
Xu Lu?
Hallucination?
He turned his head to the side, his gaze passing through the hall and landing on the entrance.
A young girl was standing there, waving at him.
It really is Xu Lu!
It was clearly early spring with a chill in the air, yet Xu Lu was already wearing a little dress. The A-line skirt stopped just above her knees, leaving her long, straight legs completely exposed to the 5°C air.
She exudes the traditional elegance of a socialite, dressed in sophisticated and elegant clothing without excessive embellishment, simple and graceful, paired with sparkling jewelry and an expensive watch, her face clearly proclaiming her status as a wealthy heiress.
"Brother Ziyan, what a coincidence!" Xu Lu walked over with the stride of a model, stopped by the table, and smiled brightly. "I never expected to run into you here. Are you recording a show?" She blinked in surprise.
Jiang Luo didn't want to, but her years of acting experience forced her to see through Xu Lu's clumsy acting skills at a glance.
Too superficial.
He Ziyan looked slightly unwell.
Good fortune never comes in pairs, but misfortunes never come singly.
There's some truth to what our ancestors said.
He glanced at Jiang Luo and said coldly, "As you can see, we are recording a program."
With so many photographers, it's impossible for her to ignore them.
I heard it, but I didn't.
Xu Lu pouted, pointed directly at the wooden table, looked at He Ziyan, and asked expectantly, "Brother Ziyan, this is a four-person table, can I sit here?"
He Ziyan: "No..."
"Of course!" Qin Ning interjected, pointing to the seat opposite him. "There are three of us here today, and there's an empty seat. We're probably waiting for you."
"Oh? Really? What a coincidence!" Xu Lu covered her mouth and giggled.
Her high-pitched voice was always being coquettish.
Jiang Luo remained silent, every inch of her skin trembling.
"Sister." Xu Lu suddenly leaned forward, her long, curly hair falling down.
elder sister?
Jiang Luo was taken aback.
She is the only older sister here.
She politely replied, "Hello."
"Sister, may I sit opposite Brother Ziyan?" A straightforward question.
He Ziyan's brows furrowed with displeasure, his gaze shifting and his hands clenched into fists at his sides.
His face was as still as an ancient mirror, calm and undisturbed. He stared intently at Jiang Luo, waiting for her reaction.
Jiang Luo didn't even look at him, and simply nodded in agreement, "Okay."
Then, she moved to the inside with her water glass.
Okay, now she has achieved her wish.
I no longer have to face that "Yan Zihe" face.
"Thank you, sister," Xu Lu said sweetly.
Jiang Luo: "You're welcome."
When she answered, she didn't dare to give He Ziyan even a glance.
He must look terrible.
Jiang Luo touched her arm and shrank back slightly.
Suddenly, the temperature around us seemed to drop even lower.
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YB Campus. Office.
"My family and Brother Ziyan's family are old friends, what people often call childhood sweethearts. I was quite surprised to see Brother Ziyan on the show this time..."
When the familiar voice kept coming from the iPad's microphone, the person leaning back in the office chair finally opened their eyes.
Ji Bei leaned over, his eyes almost touching the screen.
After careful confirmation, the person speaking eloquently in the video is indeed Xu Lu!
Depend on!
Why did Xu Lu run over there?
Crazy?
Surely they're not going there to assert sovereignty?
Everyone knows that Xu Lu has a crush on He Ziyan.
But He Ziyan has always given her a clear rejection.
Now, He Ziyan has finally met a girl he's attracted to, and Ji Bei's long-awaited love is finally about to blossom. He can't let Xu Lu ruin everything.
Ji Bei picked up his phone and iPad from the table, hurriedly got up, and walked quickly out of the office.
Wait, your brother's coming to rescue you!
In less than ten minutes, an agate gray Porsche 911 sped out of the YB campus like lightning, skimming across the long street like a low-flying swallow.
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Sunset.
“I just graduated from college and applied to a US school for graduate studies. In this competitive world, the higher the degree, the better. My dad insists that I must finish graduate school before he will allow me to come home and manage the company…”
Qin Ning alone is lively enough, and now Xu Lu is paired with him, making a racket like cicadas chirping.
The two of them chatted back and forth tirelessly, displaying a childlike liveliness and a touch of boastfulness.
Compared to them, He Ziyan was simply a quiet angel.
Feeling a bit tired from listening, Jiang Luo lowered her head, wanting to sneak a yawn.
"Sister Jiang Luo, are you a master's student?" Xu Lu asked, turning her head to the side.
Jiang Luo forced back her yawn, quickly composed herself, and said frankly, "No, I started working right after graduating from university."
Xu Lu's initial intention in raising this question was clearly sharp, after all, she was only targeting Jiang Luo.
Their intention to harm Jiang Luo was obvious.
However, the so-called educational gap did not hurt Jiang Luo.
She wasn't a sensitive and insecure little girl going through puberty.
Having experienced the despair of being attacked by the entire internet, you'll know that these are just the tip of the iceberg.
“Studying, pursuing further education, and working are all just choices in life. Some people choose to take this path, while others don’t. Neither is right or wrong, and no one has the right to judge another person’s life.” Earlier, while Qin Ning was chatting with Xu Lu, He Ziyan kept his head down, scrolling through his phone.
Jiang Luo always thought he was daydreaming.
But right now, he's speaking casually, defending Jiang Luo.
Qin Ning was never good at refuting others, so she could only say in a low voice, "In the acting profession, those with higher education are not necessarily better actors than those with lower education. Actors focus more on acting skills and emotional expression, not on the quality of their academic papers."
The situation has reversed.
Xu Lu, who launched the first attack, was immediately at a disadvantage.
She picked up her water glass, took a sip to moisten her throat, tried her best to smile, softened her tone, and said in a flattering manner, "Brother Ziyan, don't misunderstand me. I'm not trying to judge other people's lives. I just suddenly thought of it and asked casually."
Her long, thick eyelashes fluttered like fans, and Xu Lu lowered her head, looking aggrieved. "If you don't like me asking, then I won't ask."
I felt pity for him.
Jiang Luo looked up at the sky: Good heavens, I have only one hope, I hope this meal will end soon.
"Don't misunderstand me." Lifting his eyelids, He Ziyan smiled in a half-smile. Beneath his nonchalant and leisurely demeanor lay a series of sharp blades, enough to send chills down one's spine even just by seeing his smile.
He said, "I was just chatting casually."
That's quite a sharp tongue.
Jiang Luo pursed her lips, not daring to say anything more.
Xu Lu was slightly annoyed, her chin twitching, her features tense, all revealing her displeasure.
Her relationship with He Ziyan was not even as good as his relationship with Jiang Luo, whom he had just met!
The anger became subtle.
The two men were subtly at odds.
How can I maintain my aloof persona in this situation?!
Jiang Luo gave Qin Ning a wink.
Qin Ning looked resistant, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke with difficulty: "Life is just that, very diverse..."
I can't continue.
He looked at Jiang Luo.
Jiang Luo closed her eyes, ultimately deciding that she had to step forward.
After all, she was the oldest sister here.
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