Chapter 71 Mr. Lu, please make do in the guest room.
Lu Jinyuan left the clubhouse, where a car had been waiting at the gate for a long time. He strode into the car, sat down, and his brows were full of impatience.
Qin Shiming glanced at him and grinned nonchalantly: "President Lu is quite the ladies' man."
Lu Jinyuan ignored him. The perfume and wine scent lingered on his coat, filling the cramped car with a cheap smell that assaulted his nostrils. He was disgusted and took off his coat, tossing it to the ground.
"Would you like this good fortune?"
The temperature in Yancheng in early spring is still low, especially at night, when gusts of wind bring a chill into the car, leaving a cold feeling inside.
Qin Shiming rolled up the car window and said sarcastically, "Although my appearance is one in a million, it's still not as good as yours."
Lu Jinyuan glanced at him.
Qin Shiming suddenly remembered something, his smile faded, and his tone became much more serious, "I heard Qi Xin mention it a couple of times today, about Lu Yichuan, are you really going to do this?"
Lu Jinyuan paused his tapping fingers on his knee, then slowly tightened his grip, making a loose fist, his thumb rubbing against the knuckle of his index finger.
A moment of silence.
Qin Shiming asked, "Isn't this too risky?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Jinyuan laughed instead, "Do you think I'm afraid?"
Qin Shiming gave him a deep look, knowing full well that he wasn't afraid; the man beside him was, in the end, a madman.
Seeing that he couldn't persuade him otherwise, he gave up, saying, "I'll keep an eye out for you."
Lu Jinyuan gave him a cold look, then heard him say irrefutably, "Don't fucking think about it, the more people you have, the more cautious you'll be."
He smiled, patted Qin Shiming on the shoulder, and said softly, "Thanks."
Qin Shiming couldn't resist being mushy, and a simple "thank you" was mushy to Lu Jinyuan. He shrugged and pulled his hand away, saying, "Say that."
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Jiang Qingying slept soundly through the night and was in an excellent mood when she went to work this morning.
Remembering that Lu Jinyuan said last night that he had brought her a gift, she couldn't help but feel a little excited.
What woman doesn't like gifts?
Unexpectedly, when I returned to the office that morning, a gift arrived even earlier than Lu Jinyuan's.
Zhou Yu came in with a small white gift box, placed it in front of Jiang Qingying, and said, "This is your package, delivered by Miss Shen."
Jiang Qingying raised her eyebrows slightly and gestured for him to step back.
She stared at the box for a long time before opening it. Inside, it was lined with pale yellow raffia, and on top of that was a sealed bag containing a diamond ring. The ring was a men's ring and looked very familiar.
It doesn't look familiar.
She took it out of the box herself on her wedding day and put it on someone's ring finger herself.
Before I could think too much, the phone rang.
Jiang Qingying: "What?"
Shen Shuyun chuckled softly, "Did you receive the items?"
"Hmm." Jiang Qingying's voice was calm and nonchalant. "Trying to blackmail me?"
Shen Shuyun clicked her tongue. "It's an exchange."
What do you want?
"Two tickets to the play 'Dream Flower'."
"Dream Flower" was the final performance of a renowned stage actor at the age of sixty. Jiang Qingying remembered that this veteran artist sold very few tickets for each performance to ensure a smooth run, and tickets were always hard to come by. And soon there would be the final performance, where tickets were even more precious, like gold.
Jiang Qingying didn't speak, and the two ends of the phone fell into a deathly silence.
“Hey! Let me prove first, I just happened to run into you in Yancheng, I had no other intentions.” Shen Shuyun couldn’t hold back any longer. “You should have a way, these two tickets are very important to me.”
Jiang Qingying let out a soft laugh, "You think too highly of yourself."
Faced with the lighthearted mockery, Shen Shuyun laughed in anger and told her what she had seen last night. Finally, she shouted angrily, "You should know how much trouble this ring would cause if it fell into someone else's hands. I'm trying to help you, and you're still so ungrateful."
Moreover, she had already given the ring to Jiang Qingying, clearly showing her goodwill and lowering her stance. What more could she want?
Shen Shuyun was furious.
After listening to her complaints, Jiang Qingying calmly said, "You seem to be doing quite well out there lately."
Shen Shuyun's anger vanished instantly, leaving her speechless. Could she continue her accusations? Of course not. Jiang Qingying could make it impossible for her to stay in the country with a flick of her finger.
Jiang Qingying hung up the phone, which was slammed onto the table with considerable force and pushed forward a short distance. Her gaze fell on the men's ring, her fingertips tracing its edge. She opened the sealed bag, took out the ring, and began to play with it.
Zhou Yu came in to hand over the documents and saw her playing with something in her hand. Her expression was dark and gloomy, her facial lines were tense, and her eyes seemed calm as water, revealing no emotion. But he knew that it was a sign that she was about to kill someone.
"President Jiang," he called out tremblingly.
Jiang Qing glanced at his face and gave a low "hmm".
"This matter requires review of the documents." Zhou Yu gently placed the documents on the table, reminding her to prepare for the meeting.
Jiang Qingying carefully placed the ring away, then gently closed the gift box and set it aside.
It's hard not to suspect that Shen Shuyun gave the ring to Jiang Qingying with the intention of sowing discord, because she could have given it directly to Lu Jinyuan, but she didn't; instead, she gave it to Jiang Qingying. Or perhaps it was because Jiang Qingying was easier to negotiate with.
But regardless, there was definitely an element of help involved. Jiang Qingying's vengefulness refers to both hatred and gratitude.
so...
"Would it be difficult to find two tickets for the play 'Dream Flower'?"
Zhou Yu was confused. Normally, when Jiang Qingying explained things, she wouldn't add a question about the difficulty of the task at the end.
He pondered, "As far as I know, the tickets for the next performance after 'Dream Flower' have already sold out, so we need to put in some effort."
"Oh—" Jiang Qingying paused for a second, his answer was exactly what she wanted, and laughed, "Then forget it."
So...she has already helped Shen Shuyun.
Even helping half is still helping.
Seeing that she had stopped her predatory stance, Zhou Yu breathed a slight sigh of relief.
It shortens one's lifespan!
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When Lu Jinyuan returned home that evening, Jiang Qingying had just finished dinner.
Jiang Qingying saw the person standing at the door, glanced at him indifferently, and walked towards the living room sofa with the warm water in her hand.
A brief question crossed Lu Jinyuan's mind. Aunt Mei came over and asked if he wanted to have dinner. He lowered his eyes and replied softly, "Okay, thank you."
Jiang Qingying still didn't give him another glance.
Lu Jinyuan slowly walked over and sat down beside her. When she looked over, he said softly, "Are you still angry?"
Jiang Qingying smiled dismissively, "It's not that bad."
Lu Jinyuan was taken aback, which meant he was still angry. So he readily explained what had happened yesterday and then handed her the prepared gift from his briefcase.
"Open it and take a look."
Jiang Qingying lazily lifted her eyelids to glance at him, then opened the gift box. Inside was a seal made of Hetian jade, with the character "Qing" printed at the bottom. The seal was shaped like a bamboo, and the jade was of a clear and even color. The object was small and exquisite, with a black woven thread as a hanging cord, and a small gold plaque with the word "Ruyi" written on it at the end.
I've heard that there's an intangible cultural heritage workshop in Yancheng that mainly produces seal carvings, so I suppose this little jade bamboo seal came from there.
He asked, "Do you like it?"
She answered, "I like it."
Lu Jinyuan noticed that she was still not in a good mood, so he gave her a comforting hug and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Qingying pushed his arm away, her lips pressed tightly together, and forced a smile, "I also have a gift for you."
Lu Jinyuan instinctively felt that this was not a good thing, because the smile she gave him was somewhat strange, her eyes were unfathomable, and her aura was full of rejection towards him.
Jiang Qingying stuffed the box back into his arms untouched. Before getting up to leave, she left him a message at the corner of the stairs.
"I've gotten used to sleeping alone these past few days, so please make do in the guest room, Mr. Lu."
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