Chapter 8 Don't worry, I will be good
Lu Shiyu had black hair, wore a ring representing the heir of the Lu family, and wore a well-fitting dark gray suit. He walked neatly and upright beside Ling Xiuzhu to congratulate Nian Qingshan on his birthday.
The Nian family is a military and political family with deep roots in the imperial capital, and people in both the political and business circles give them face.
After Lu Shiyu accompanied Ling Xiuzhu for some social events, Ling Xiuzhu sent him to find Nian Jiusi to develop a relationship with her.
When Lu Shiyu found Nian Jiusi, she was sitting quietly in the corner like a doll in a window. Out of courtesy as her fiancé, Lu Shiyu took the initiative to go over and say hello.
"Hello, Brother Shiyu." Nian Jiusi responded to him crisply, then lowered her eyes.
The two fell into an awkward silence.
"Oh, sorry~"
A glass of red wine spilled onto Nian Jiusi's white dress, and the two of them looked at the culprit at the same time—
Fu Mingshuang.
Fu Mingshuang was wearing a champagne-colored dress that didn't reach her knees. Holding an empty red wine glass, she said with an exaggerated expression:
"Are you okay, little sister? I was just careless..."
Before he could finish his words, Fu Mingshuang was pulled away by Lu Shiyu.
Leaving Nian Jiusi with her face stained by red wine, she wiped the hem of her skirt and finally smiled.
On the other side...
Lu Shiyu pulled Fu Mingshuang to a corner of the banquet hall, and before she could even stand still, he asked, "What are you doing here?"
Fu Mingshuang's eyes fell on Lu Shiyu holding her hand and touching the ring on his middle finger.
"I thought it was ugly before, but now it looks good on your hand."
Lu Shiyu shook her off, but his expression remained as indifferent as ever:
"Fu Mingshuang, this is not the place for you to cause trouble."
"Then give me your phone."
Lu Shiyu didn't move.
Fu Mingshuang went straight to touch his suit.
"Fu Mingshuang." He emphasized these three words and grabbed her wrist again.
"Give it to me, and I won't make trouble." Fu Mingshuang tilted her head and looked at him, with a sly smile in her eyes.
Lu Shiyu didn't want to cause trouble under Ling Xiuzhu's nose, so he took out his cell phone.
"password."
"0305."
Fu Mingshuang lowered his head and operated the phone for a while. After a while, he returned the phone to him and left without saying a word.
"Fu Mingshuang..." Lu Shiyu wanted to remind her.
"Don't worry, I will be good. I came here with my father, how could I cause trouble?" Fu Mingshuang smiled with her eyes curved.
She put on makeup to cover up her originally pale face, and now under the chandelier in the corner, she looked so bright that it was dazzling.
She returned to the banquet hall and was picking up a cocktail in the dining area when she was caught by Fu Zhenchuan who had just finished exchanging greetings.
"What the hell! Are you here to drink? Don't forget that you are still a student!"
Fu Mingshuang's face darkened, but he said nothing and silently put down his cocktail.
"And what's up with that red hair on your head? Dye it back for me tomorrow." Fu Zhenchuan gave him a look of disdain, took his foreign wine, and went back to socializing.
A layer of gloom swept across Fu Mingshuang's eyes, like an lingering haze.
She glanced at the corner and saw that Lu Shiyu had already left.
She sneered, took a bottle of wine from the table, and left the banquet hall.
***
Lu Shiyu came to the garage and got into his car.
"Young Master, what are you doing?" Uncle Zhong, who was sitting in the driver's seat, turned around in surprise.
"Nothing, I just want to take a break." Lu Shiyu put on his headphones, loosened his tie, folded his long legs casually, tilted his head back and closed his eyes.
The door was opened and a fragrance came into the car.
As soon as Lu Shiyu opened his eyes, Fu Mingshuang came up to him.
"Blow the bottle?" Fu Mingshuang raised the wine in his hand.
"Promise me not to cause trouble." Lu Shiyu pulled off the earphones closest to Fu Mingshuang and calmly pushed Fu Mingshuang away.
"This is a garage. Even if you and I have sex in the car, it won't make it to the banquet hall."
"Cough cough cough..." Uncle Zhong choked on his own saliva.
Lu Shiyu said expressionlessly, "Uncle Zhong, please..."
Uncle Zhong understood, got out of the car and ran to the side.
Fu Mingshuang immediately came up again and lay on Lu Shiyu's chest.
"Your fiancée is so young, only 16 years old." Her fingertips moved down along the buttons of his shirt, one by one.
"So you're so pitiful. You have to wait two years before you can eat meat. Isn't that hard?"
His hand rested on the buckle of the belt, and his rhinestone-studded nails tapped it again and again, making a slight clash sound in the quiet carriage.
Fu Mingshuang raised her head and rubbed her nose against his jawline: "And I'm an adult, I can do it now."
"Are you very experienced?" Lu Shiyu lowered his head, his thin lips touching her hair, and his amber eyes looked at Fu Mingshuang.
Their eyes suddenly met, and Fu Mingshuang fluttered her eyelashes, then shifted her gaze to the car window:
"You see, we're not the only ones having an affair."
Lu Shiyu followed her gaze.
A middle-aged man hugged a hot waitress, touching and biting her as they walked towards a stretched Lincoln.
Lu Shiyu had seen this man before.
When I looked from my bedroom at the study in the house opposite, I would occasionally see this man. It wasn't often, but every time I saw him, he was having sex with a different woman.
Including the head teacher of Class 3 next door, no, it’s the former head teacher, Liu Sisi.
Fu Mingshuang and Lu Shiyu watched the couple roll into the back seat of the car.
After a while, their car began to sway rhythmically.
Fu Mingshuang's eyes grew colder, she stood up from Lu Shiyu's arms, raised her head and took a few sips from the bottle.
Then with a "bang", he threw the bottle at his feet.
The wine slowly flowed onto the carpet in the carriage, and the strong smell of alcohol instantly filled the entire carriage.
In the blink of an eye, Fu Mingshuang sat astride Lu Shiyu, facing him, and her skirt naturally spread out, blocking the place where the two of them were pressed tightly together.
"Does your car shake as much as mine?"
She stretched out her fingertips to wipe away the wine residue from the corner of her mouth, then pressed her fingertips on Lu Shiyu's lips, rubbing them back and forth.
"Look, my dad is so old, but he's still keen on doing this kind of thing. It must be fun."
Her hand moved down, across his jaw, and stopped at his rolling Adam's apple.
"Shall we...play together?"
Lu Shiyu's face still showed no change of emotion, but Fu Mingshuang could clearly feel the changes in his body.
She smiled disdainfully and pressed her softness against him, like a snake spitting out red tongue:
"Lu Shiyu, you're such a good boy, but I don't believe you've never done anything bad."
Lu Shiyu pulled off the remaining earphone, held her arms tightly, and with a force, turned over and pressed Fu Mingshuang onto the sofa.
"It's a pity Fu Mingshuang, I'm not interested in you."
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