Qiao Zhen's heart skipped a beat.
Realizing the ambiguity in her previous statement, she quickly rephrased her question, "What I mean is, did Lu Zheng know us before?"
"Oh, you probably don't know him, right? Although he was unknown when he was young, he was still a member of the Lu family. He fought his way up to become the head of the Lu family. Top-tier wealthy families don't bother to deal with second- or third-rate wealthy families."
Qiao Zhen stared blankly into space.
Yan Simiao sent another WeChat message, “Gossip.JPG, Zhenzhen, I’m actually very curious. Lu Zheng is your boss. As an employee, it’s fine to share your boss’s worries, but why would you go to the point of risking everything to scheme against President Zhang?”
Qiao Zhen felt guilty, as if she had done something wrong, and hurriedly replied, "Hahaha, it's because he's my new boss. If I flatter him, a promotion and a raise are not a dream!"
Yan Simiao sighed. She knew that Qiao Zhen had been working hard to earn money to support her sick mother and younger brother who was in school, but she also knew that Qiao Zhen would never deliberately try to please or flatter her boss.
"Zhenzhen, if you need money, you must tell me. Don't be shy with me!"
Adding to the previous incident of borrowing 200,000 yuan, she was a little worried that Qiao Zhen would do something foolish for money.
"Lu Zheng was able to stand out among the Lu family's outstanding talents and become the one in power. His methods are absolutely ruthless and merciless. He is a cold-blooded monster who will never care about any feelings. Even if he does, he will turn his back on you the day he feels you are useless or tired of him. So you must be careful when working under him!"
“I know what I’m doing, Miaomiao, don’t worry! Besides, our company is just a small part of Lu Zheng’s business. In a while, he’ll be busy with his big business and won’t care about us.”
Qiao Zhen looked at the hickeys on her arm, shook her head with a wry smile.
She had recovered a little by now, and after trying again, she was finally able to stand up.
On the bench at the foot of the bed was a brand new dress. She put it on, and it looked as if it had been tailor-made for her; the size was just right.
She tidied her makeup in front of the mirror, then leaned against the wall, preparing to leave.
Yan Simiao sent another WeChat message, "Oh wow, Zhenzhen, guess who I ran into!"
Qiao Zhen felt that the only possibility was the man they had just talked about.
Yan Simiao didn't keep you in suspense and sent a video.
The Maybach slowly drove into a manor. A sign hung on the wall at the entrance, with two large, dignified characters: "Chen Residence".
Even a fool could guess that Lu Zheng was busy presenting the painting to Old Master Shen.
This once again reminded Qiao Zhen who Lu Zheng truly cared about.
Precious and beautiful diamond jewelry is plentiful in the world, but masterpieces by renowned artists are priceless.
"Tsk, Lu Zheng is truly devoted to the Shen family."
Yan Simiao sent a WeChat message expressing her feelings.
"But he's really low-key. He stole the show at yesterday's charity auction, but apart from trending on social media once, he didn't release a single photo."
"The trending topic was suppressed in the middle of the night. All the major platforms acted as if they knew nothing about it, and there was no news at all, only netizens' discussions. If I hadn't been there in person, I would have thought that Lu Zheng hadn't participated at all!"
On her way home, Qiao Zhen held her phone and looked around.
Last night, reporters snapped photos of her and Lu Zheng, but apart from the photo of the Eternal Heart that netizens saved, there was no other picture of the two of them together.
Yan Simiao bluntly stated, "I'm probably afraid my fiancée will get jealous, and I plan to give her the Heart of Eternity as a surprise."
Qiao was feeling very upset. She pressed the lock screen button hard, looked out the window at the receding street scene, and felt the warm sunshine on her body. She didn't want to think about anything.
Back home, Qiao Luosheng had to go to class on Saturday. She filled the bathtub with hot water and took a refreshing bath, finally washing away most of her physical and mental fatigue. After changing her clothes, she packed her things, sent a message to Qiao Luosheng, and took a car to the sanatorium located in the suburbs of Jiangcheng.
With three and a half days of holiday left, it's the perfect time to spend with Mom.
Just as Qiao Zhen had thought, Lu Zheng did indeed come to the Shen family to present the master's posthumous work to Old Master Shen.
But what Qiao Zhen didn't know was that when the painting was displayed, what should have been a joyous occasion turned into a subtle tension between the young and old.
"I don't know why this painting ended up on the black market. Luckily, someone was keeping an eye on it for me, so I rushed over and bought it as soon as possible." Lu Zheng took a leisurely sip of tea and glanced at his watch.
It was past eleven o'clock, and he wanted to go back and have lunch with Qiao Zhen.
However, before the painting could reach the Shen family, it needed to go through a formality on the black market to avoid Mr. Zhang suspecting that the transvestite was arranged by him.
Having finally obtained the painting he had been dreaming of, Old Master Shen's face, etched with the marks of time, showed no trace of a smile. He appeared serious and indifferent. "Thank you for your trouble, Xiao Zheng."
"It is my honor to fulfill Grandpa Shen's wish," Lu Zheng said politely.
Old Master Shen tapped the ground with his dragon-headed cane, asking sharply, "Is it an honor, or a cause for celebration?"
Lu Zheng remained expressionless. "I didn't understand what Grandpa Shen was saying."
Old Master Shen didn't keep you in suspense, saying, "You're glad you bought the painting, repaying my kindness."
Even though his thoughts had been exposed, Lu Zheng remained calm, his gaze, though composed, carrying a hint of coldness, falling on Old Master Shen. "Your kindness certainly needs to be repaid. Is there a problem with that?"
Old Master Shen sneered, "Back then, you were an abandoned son of the Lu family, worthless. If it weren't for my help, you probably wouldn't be alive today, let alone become the head of the Lu family."
Years have passed, and even though he is old and forgetful, he can't forget the look in Lu Zheng's eyes back then.
They are filled with a thirst for power and money, and are ambitious.
The unfair treatment he has received over the years has become a flame that forges him, and he is about to emerge from the fire and soar into the sky.
He had met all sorts of people, but this was the first time he had been captivated by a young man's gaze, agreeing to help him obtain everything from the Lu family and become his most steadfast ally.
Later, Lu Zheng lived up to expectations and achieved great success. He gradually felt that he was about to lose control of this monster.
Old Master Shen said quietly, "Whether this debt of gratitude can be repaid or not is up to me."
Lu Zheng did not refute, but smiled, his disdain hidden beneath the smile.
Old Master Shen gripped his dragon-headed cane tightly and said, "You and Yan'er are engaged, and I hope you won't let her down. I heard you spent 70 million to buy the wedding ring; it seems it's time to set a wedding date."
Lu Zheng glanced at the jade Pixiu enshrined on the long table and made up a story with great conviction: "I consulted an expert who said that getting married within three years would bring bloodshed to both the man and woman and their families. Please, Grandpa Shen, think it over."
Old Master Shen's anger was aroused, and he wanted to scold Lu Zheng for being superstitious, but when he saw the Pixiu he worshipped, he swallowed his anger with difficulty. "Take out the wedding ring and put Yan'er at ease first."
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