Chapter 58: It's just a substitute, he can't be one
Two days later, at Hesheng Hotel.
In the large, simple, luxurious and high-end private room, members of the Zhou family sat on the left side of the huge round table. They were Zhou Sian, Zhou Jinxiu, Mrs. Zhou, and Chairman Zhou.
On the right are Zhu Wendong, Zhu Jianyi, Wenlu and Zhu Shouwen.
A variety of dishes have been served on the table.
Mrs. Zhou didn't know Wen Lu's recent condition, so she spoke politely and asked with concern, "How are you feeling lately?"
Wen Lu wore lipstick today to cover up her pale lips. She looked no different from usual and replied with a smile, "Everything is fine."
Not forgetting today's theme, she got straight to the point: "It's fate that our two families can sit together for dinner today, but this kind of fate doesn't necessarily mean—"
The hand under the table was suddenly held by the person on the right. Wen Lu stopped talking and turned her head to look.
Zhu Shouwen didn't look at her. His gaze fell on Chairman Zhou. He curved his lips and said calmly, "It will definitely last a long time. Let's eat first. We can talk about it after dinner if there's anything else."
Director Zhou stood up, raised his glass towards him, and said, "Let's toast to the bond between our two families. May it last forever."
Zhu Shouwen stood up and responded. After sitting down, he whispered to Wen Lu as if to appease her, "Eat first. We'll talk about this after dinner."
After hearing the explanation, Wen Lu agreed with his opinion without thinking too much. After the meal, she said that the two families could indeed have a good meal together. Before the meal, she said that she was afraid they might not even be able to have this meal together.
Zhu Wendong picked up a piece of lotus root slice and put it in his mouth, chewing it slowly. He glanced at Zhu Shouwen holding Wen Lu's hand to interrupt her.
She knew that Zhu Shouwen would not let this marriage end like this.
In his eyes, the benefits still outweigh everything else. The betrothal gift that the Zhou family gives to the Zhu family through marriage is a rich resource that can help the Zhu family move to the next level.
Will her decisive and opinionated mother stand firmly on her side?
Zhu Wendong didn't dare to gamble.
Her thoughts were interrupted by someone speaking to her.
Zhou Si'an came close to her and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't know our two families would marry. If I had known, I would have refused."
After all, she had told him before that she had no intention of getting married.
Zhu Wendong swallowed the lotus root slices in his mouth and said politely, "It's okay, I don't blame you."
Even though her marriage was in the hands of others and her life was controlled by others, she still had that indifferent and cold expression on her face.
Zhou Si'an did not reveal any loopholes in his lie, but he had been thinking over and over again in the past two days about what Zhou Jinxiu said that day.
It turned out that what he and Qi Yanxue were competing for was only the second place in her heart, not even the first.
The die is cast, and at least he beat Qi Yanxue and became the second one.
He retracted his body and stopped talking to Zhu Wendong, fearing that she would become suspicious.
In the private room, Mrs. Zhou and Wen Lu were chatting with each other, and Chairman Zhou and Zhu Shouwen were having a great time, drinking several glasses of wine in succession.
Zhu Shouwen was halfway through his drink when he suddenly waved to the girl who was concentrating on eating in the distance, his eyes full of love: "Wen Dong, come, go and toast your Uncle Zhou with a glass of wine."
Zhu Wendong looked up from his bowl and looked at Zhu Shouwen sharply, but the latter ignored him and there was no flaw on his face.
This bowl of wine may have other meanings.
But everyone's eyes wandered on her, after all, it was just a glass of wine.
Zhu Wendong stood up and walked over to Jay Chou, pouring him a glass of wine. He then picked up a glass of juice and said meticulously, "Uncle Zhou, I can't drink much, so I'll use juice instead of wine. I'll toast you."
When Jay heard her call him 'Uncle Zhou', he frowned for a moment, then returned to normal, "It's normal for children to drink juice. Come on, let's clink glasses."
The two glasses clinked lightly.
Zhu Wendong drank the glass of juice quickly and returned to his seat, where he found Zhu Jianyi typing on his phone with his head down.
Taking a closer look, I saw the three words "Qi Yanxue" on the note.
Zhu Wendong reached out and turned off her phone, then said leisurely, "When did you become his spy? Are you planning to tip him off?"
Zhu Jianyi showed an embarrassed expression of being caught betraying the organization and remained silent.
After all, she actually did not support this marriage.
She supported the 'Dongxue' CP. Although she knew that Aunt Wen promised Zhu Wendong that she would not allow her to marry, the Zhu and Zhou families were still having dinner here. Qi Yanxue did not make any movement and did not express any opinion.
This greatly disappointed her, the leader of the CP fans.
She wanted to provoke Qi Yanxue, but she was discovered unexpectedly.
"How could I possibly betray the organization?" Zhu Jianyi said with reason and justification: "I'm worried about Aunt Wen. She doesn't seem to be rejecting the marriage proposal. What if she suddenly changes her mind..."
What if a marriage really happens?
Zhu Wendong blinked and paused for a long time before saying, "Let's talk about it after dinner."
On the other side of the table, Zhou Jinxiu was deleting and typing on his mobile phone, hesitating several times.
I still don’t know whether I should send this message or not.
If he was fired, he would be betraying his brother.
If you don’t send it, you’re betraying your own brother.
But thinking about how Qi Yanxue had been through the past five years, he finally clicked send.
【We are at the Hesheng Hotel, are you coming or not? 】
After sending the message, there was no response for a long time. Just when Zhou Jinxiu was about to turn off the phone, a pop-up window appeared on the other side.
Xue: [Let her come out]
It had only been less than five minutes since he sent the message, and Qi Yanxue arrived so quickly?
Could he have been nearby?
Zhou Jinxiu: [When did you arrive?]
Xue: [Before you eat]
Zhou Jinxiu: ...
It turned out that he had been waiting at the door, even earlier than they arrived.
Zhou Jinxiu: [Okay, wait]
Zhou Jinxiu was just thinking about what excuse he could use to ask Zhu Wendong to leave the private room when Zhu Wendong suddenly stood up.
The sound of conversation in the private room came one after another, everyone had their own thoughts, and the walls on all four sides were like invisible barriers, making it hard to breathe.
Zhu Wendong felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to go outside to get some fresh air. When he stood up, everyone in the box looked at him.
She explained slowly, "Going to the bathroom."
Without waiting for their answer, she walked out of the private room, went in the opposite direction of the bathroom, and went directly outside the restaurant.
The cold wind blew in like a tide, gradually waking people up, until a slender figure appeared in front of them.
I wish Wen Dong’s brain a short rest.
The rustling sound of leaves kept echoing in my ears, and the dim light illuminated the man's cold face, narrow and sharp eyes, thin lips, and three-dimensional and unruly facial features.
The dust raised by the light was like snow in early winter, scattered all over his shoulders. He was wearing a long black coat, which highlighted his noble and restrained figure.
The scarlet flames flickered dimly on the fingertips, like stars falling in the dark night.
The distance was getting closer and closer, but he had no intention of stopping.
Zhu Wendong came to his senses, took a step back unnoticed, raised his eyes and asked, "Qi Yanxue, why are you here?"
Noticing her retreat, Qi Yanxue stopped at an arm's length away from her and spoke slowly, "I heard you're getting married?"
He had a wooden face, and his words didn't sound like he was coming to offer blessings, but more like he was coming to steal the bride.
Zhu Wendong stared into his dark eyes and asked instead of answering, "Are you here to send your blessings?"
Qi Yanxue extinguished the cigarette between his fingers and threw it into the trash can. He put his hands in his pockets, stared at her closely, chuckled softly, and said in a cold tone, "Do you want my blessing?"
He said slowly and quietly, "Okay, admit that you liked me, and I'll do as you wish."
Zhu Wendong stood on a step higher than him, but even so, it only reached the bridge of his nose.
The corners of her lips opened and closed slightly, and just as she was about to speak, she felt a sudden chill at the back of her neck and swallowed the words back.
The man placed his cold palm on the back of her head, and he slowly lowered his head, moving closer to her.
The distance between the two people shortened, and the fragrance of white camellia blended into the cool scent of cedar, wrapped up in a ball, and then blown away by the cold wind.
Zhu Wendong shuddered at the coldness, raised his eyes and looked into his deep eyes. Seeing the bloodshot under his eyes, he said calmly, "Qi Yanxue, we have broken up."
Yes, it’s been five years since we broke up.
He remembers every minute and every second, every day and every year clearly.
She didn't need to remind him.
Qi Yanxue lowered his eyebrows and looked at her, his eyes tinged with red, his voice bitter and hoarse: "It's just a substitute, I'm not good enough to be one."
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