Chapter 42 He pursued your wife for a full four years
Pure white snowflakes danced in the night sky, drifting freely under the dazzling lights, leaving a thin layer of snow on the ground. A black Maybach pulled up in front of the hotel, and soon a man and a woman stepped out. The man was refined and elegant, the woman breathtakingly beautiful, easily attracting the attention of all the guests.
Lu Jinyuan bent his arm and smiled slightly at Jiang Qingying. She quickly understood and put her hand in his arm, while holding up the train of her skirt with her other hand. The two walked slowly toward the venue, leaving one large and one small footprint on the thin layer of snow.
Jiang Qingying couldn't help but shiver; she was beautiful but freezing.
Lu Jinyuan sensed her coldness and grasped the back of her hand that was resting on his arm. "It's okay, there's heating inside."
"Mm," Jiang Qingying replied.
"You can have some wine to warm yourself up later," Lu Jinyuan said. "I won't drink any."
"You actually want me to drink for you?" Jiang Qingying looked at him and questioned, "Why can't you drink?"
Lu Jinyuan smiled strangely, "I'm not feeling well."
Jiang Qingying couldn't believe it. "I can't possibly drink for you, and besides, I can't drink more than that."
Why should she drink for him? If Lu Jinyuan doesn't want to drink, who can force him to?
The banquet I'm attending tonight is the birthday party of Liang Yuanbei, the second son of the Liang family, who are old friends of the Lu family. The birthday boy and the two of them are not actually familiar with each other, but Jiang Qingying is more familiar with the eldest son of the Liang family, Liang Qiqi, whom she met at an awards ceremony a few months ago.
“Like you, I’m quite familiar with Liang Qiqi. We had a six or seven-year friendship abroad,” Lu Jinyuan said.
Jiang Qingying raised an eyebrow and thought for a moment. Liang Qiqi had indeed spent his early years making movies abroad, and he had also lived abroad for eight years.
As soon as they spoke of Cao Cao, he appeared; Liang Qiqi was walking towards them.
"Long time no see." Liang Qiqi waved to the waiter, wanting to get them a glass of wine. Jiang Qingying took it, but Lu Jinyuan refused.
Lu Jinyuan gave the same reason: "I'm not feeling well."
Liang Qiqi didn't believe it at all. He knew that Lu Jinyuan's alcohol tolerance was bottomless, and he couldn't see anything wrong with him. "You're so disrespectful. You used to drink even when you were sick."
"Fearful of one's wife." Lu Jinyuan blurted out two words, which successfully attracted Jiang Qingying's attention. He met her eyes and could read the curse in her heart, which was probably—fear of XXX's wife.
Liang Qiqi clicked her tongue in disdain, then clinked glasses with Jiang Qingying, "I never expected that the aloof and powerful President Lu would actually be such a henpecked husband."
Jiang Qingying didn't want to talk anymore.
After exchanging a few pleasantries with Lu Jinyuan, Liang Qiqi left first under the pretext of welcoming guests.
At this point, Jiang Qingying finally had a chance to lash out, "When have I ever interfered with you? You're afraid of your wife? How can you even say that?"
Lu Jinyuan patted the back of her head, as if soothing a cat with its fur standing on end. "I've been having a lot of social engagements lately, and I've found that this is the most effective excuse."
"You've worked your magic, but I've earned a reputation as a shrew."
"It's not that serious."
Jiang Qingying rolled her eyes at him, thinking of a bunch of insults, but the occasion was too formal, so all that came out was, "You're so annoying."
This doesn't sound like swearing; it sounds more like being affectionate.
The two were still at odds when someone suddenly came over to greet them, seemingly with an intention to cooperate. Jiang Qingying had been smiling and joking all night and was a little tired, so Lu Jinyuan told her to go sit in the rest area.
Jiang Qingying glanced at him, smiled apologetically at the newcomer, and then headed towards the rest area. After sitting for a while, feeling a bit bored and sleepy, she started listlessly scrolling through her phone. Suddenly, a dark shadow fell over her head, and she froze when she looked up and saw who it was.
Fu Mufan sat down next to her and joked, "So happy to see an old friend?"
“It’s surprise,” Jiang Qingying corrected him. “Weren’t you working in software development at a high-tech company abroad? I heard you were doing very well. Why did you come back?”
Fu Mufan, with a nonchalant air, fixed his gaze on her face and said, "Come back and pursue you."
Jiang Qingying laughed out loud, "Didn't you receive the news? I got married."
"I know, it was just a joke." Fu Mufan looked away, his fingers swirling the wine glass he was holding. The pale yellow champagne was clear and pure under the light.
Jiang Qingying suddenly remembered something, and began to stare at him, lost in thought without saying a word.
This startled Fu Mufan, who quickly raised his hands in surrender, saying, "I was just joking. I gave up on you a long time ago."
“I remember your father is a high-ranking official in the Health Bureau.” Jiang Qingying said seriously, glancing around before speaking softly, “There’s something I’d like to ask you for help with.”
She couldn't personally intervene in the Li family's affairs, not because she was afraid of confronting Li Wanjun, but because Li Wanjun was the matriarch of the Lu family. Openly opposing her in-laws would be unreasonable no matter what.
She was worried about who could stand up for her, but unexpectedly, someone came to her door so quickly.
Jiang Qingying briefly recounted the events involving the Li family. After she finished, Fu Mufan couldn't help but laugh and say, "You only remember me when it comes to offending people?"
"It's not to help me."
"Who are they helping?"
"justice."
Fu Mufan laughed in anger, "The Li family has a daughter-in-law from the Lu family, and you are the person in charge of the Lu family. How could the Lu family not help their own people? Aren't I setting myself up?"
Jiang Qingying knew he had already agreed to help. These few words were just to confirm her stance and to find out if she would offend the Lu family. "You said yourself that I am the person in charge of the Lu family. Whether the Lu family helps or not is just a matter of my word."
"Jiang Qingying, Jiang Qingying, how can you treat your former suitor so badly? Doesn't your conscience hurt?" Fu Mufan joked.
Jiang Qingying's tone lightened, and she laughed, "You have no conscience? Is this the first day you've met me?"
After they finished speaking, they both laughed and clinked glasses in a friendly manner.
Lu Jinyuan, watching from afar, took in this scene. His taut facial features made his already sharp appearance even more unapproachable.
Liang Qiqi observed his expression from the side and couldn't help but tease him, "Do you know who that man is?"
Lu Jinyuan looked at him, remaining silent and cold.
Seeing his discomfiture, Liang Qiqi was in high spirits and introduced him with a smile: "His name is Fu Mufan. He used to work as a developer at a famous high-tech company abroad and just returned to China recently. He was your wife's college classmate..." He paused for two seconds, deliberately leaving suspense and whetting people's appetites, before leisurely saying: "He pursued your wife for a full four years. I heard that back in college, this story of a boy pursuing a girl was quite a sensation, and many people were really into shipping them."
Lu Jinyuan asked coldly, "How did you know?"
"It's none of your business how I know." Liang Qiqi put his hand on his shoulder. "In my opinion, the main reason is that his family background is too different from the Jiang family's. But he is handsome and capable. If he had persisted in pursuing him for a few more years, you might not be in the running now."
"Finished?" Lu Jinyuan raised his cold eyes, his emotions so cold that they made one's limbs stiffen instantly.
"That's all." Liang Qiqi knew when to stop.
"So long-winded."
"......"
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