Extra Lu Xingye Four
The two didn't see each other for a long time after that.
After graduation, Cheng Jiayuan was not busy working. Her own book was about to be published, and she had a lot of things to do.
Although Lu Xingye politely invited her to his house to play, the two of them didn't even exchange their cell phone numbers.
Cheng Jiayuan could sensitively perceive that he treated her no differently than others. Although he appeared to be approachable and easygoing on the surface, he actually kept her at a distance.
Lu Xingye, who always keeps people at a distance, has been taken to his father's company to help.
Lu Mingchuan: "After playing for so long, it's time to take over the family business."
Lu Xingye: ...
"I was still studying and had just graduated."
Lu Mingchuan didn't listen to his excuses: "I don't know you yet. If I don't catch you this time, I don't know where you'll fly to in a while."
He has been waiting for years for others to take over. If he doesn't hand over the business to Lu Xingye, how can he and his wife go out and enjoy their own world?
"You have nothing to do all day, and we don't keep idle people in our family."
As his business grows bigger and bigger, he is sometimes so busy that he doesn't even have time to exercise. If this continues, he will get out of shape.
Lu Xingye didn't know that his father was concerned about his body shape. His father looked respectable in a custom-made suit, but the words he said were extremely cruel.
Unexpectedly, Su Heng also said: "Go help your father. Look how tired he is. He has white hair."
Lu Mingchuan immediately looked in the mirror nervously: "Where is it?"
Su Heng came over, and the two of them walked into the house while talking stickily.
Lu Xingye was sure that he had never seen any white hair on his father's head.
There isn't even a fine line around his father's eyes. He looks like he's in his early thirties. Where did the white hair come from?
Although he knew that his parents were playing him, Lu Xingye still joined Hengchuan Group.
Anyway, there's nothing special I want to do, so it might be nice to let Dad relax a little and spend more time with Mom.
So he started from the bottom and began his working life.
It's just a bit boring.
One day when he came home, he found his mother reading a book.
"Mom, what are you looking at?"
Su Heng spread out the book and motioned him to read it together.
"This is a book written by your sister Jiayuan. Do you still remember her?"
"Of course. I saw him when I returned to school not long ago."
"There's also this matter. Come and read it together. Jiayuan's writing is very good."
Among these families, there is only one intellectual who wields a pen, while the others are unromantic. Some do research, while others do business.
Lu Xingye sat down next to Su Heng, and when he looked down, it turned out to be another martial arts novel.
He was a little surprised.
The mother and son read quietly for a while until Lu Mingchuan came back from a social event. Seeing that Lu Mingchuan was so comfortable occupying his wife, he drove him away.
Su Heng was seldom surprised to see her son showing interest in such a book, so she handed it to him with a smile, "Take it and read it first."
Lu Xingye didn't refuse and took it back to his room to continue looking at it.
He's not really interested in novels, but this one is really well written.
But the most important thing is that the contrast between this book and Cheng Jiayuan as a person is too great.
Such an introverted and quiet person could write such a soul-stirring book, and the free and unrestrained rivers and lakes and the iron horses on the border were vividly portrayed on the paper.
Especially in the early stage of the book, when the protagonist, who was a bit of a goody-goody, carefully planned a big game to lure his enemies into a trap and catch them all in one fell swoop, the contrast was particularly strong.
“People are easily deceived by appearances, and they will eventually pay the price for it.”
The protagonist of the book looked at his enemy struggling to die in the sea of fire, said this and turned away.
Only a handsome back is left behind.
This gave Lu Xingye a little shock.
It's like getting a glimpse of the beautiful and bright fire of the soul beneath the dull appearance.
He discovered that he was actually judging people by their appearance.
He never understood Cheng Jiayuan.
"You actually finished reading it?"
Su Heng was very surprised, it was only one night.
I've never seen him love reading novels so much before.
Lu Xingye nodded, then asked, "Anything else?"
"Jiayuan's?"
"Um."
"And some short stories." Su Heng was a little suspicious and asked, "Are you interested in novels or people?"
Lu Xingye's expression remained unchanged as he smiled and said, "Maybe both. This is the first time I've read this kind of novel."
When he said that, Su Heng didn't think anything of it. She said, "Go to the study and look for it yourself. I've put the magazines that serialized Jiayuan's articles in a separate column."
After hearing this, Lu Xingye went to the study.
Su Heng watched him leave and said to Lu Mingchuan, who had just come out of the bedroom, "Believe it or not, we have something interesting to watch."
No one knows a child better than his mother. There was some inexplicable expectation in her tone.
Lu Mingchuan glanced in the direction she was looking and said, "I think he's going to get humiliated."
Lu Xingye didn't know that his parents were gloating and preparing to watch the show.
Sure enough, I found that column of magazine in the study. The short stories that Cheng Jiayuan had written before actually had more than 100,000 words and were serialized in more than a dozen books.
Lu Xingye stayed in the study and read them one by one.
This feeling is quite novel.
He didn't know that he would love reading novels. He tried to take out other martial arts novels to read, but he found that the texts suddenly became boring.
It was probably because they were not on the same wavelength. He could not identify with the characters created by those authors, so he put it down without interest.
Cheng Jiayuan, who had just published a new book, took a break before starting to write the next one. Writing a long novel is very slow, so the next one will not be published so soon.
During this period, an author named Zhaixing became famous with his book "The Legend of White Crane".
Lu Xingye was a little surprised when he heard people discussing this book in the company. However, although he did not understand the novel market, there was no doubt that this book was very well written.
It would be abnormal if it wasn't popular.
At the end of August, Lu Xingye’s friends said they wanted to celebrate his birthday.
"Let's get together in advance. My parents will prepare something for me on my birthday."
His friends were used to his good boy image at home, so at the end of the month they arranged a dinner together and went to a racing club in the suburbs to run a few laps.
The roar of the engine and the wind whistling through the mountains stimulate adrenaline as you speed.
Lu Xingye hadn't played for a long time, but he didn't stay long.
Someone invited him to participate in a competition next week, but he didn't agree.
That section of road is basically a winding dirt road, which has a very high risk factor and my family members are worried.
"Master Lu is so disrespectful, isn't he afraid?"
The provocation didn't work on Lu Xingye. He glanced at the man and said with a half-smile: "I'm not like idle people like Luo Shao. I have a lot of important things to do."
There are many brothers in the Luo family, and the fourth Luo is uneducated and can't even get into his own company.
"You!" Luo Si was furious and was about to say something when he was stopped by his companions.
The coldness in Lu Xingye's eyes also made him silent for a moment. After the others left, his companions let him go.
"Why do you keep provoking him? Didn't you get enough of the beating last time?"
"I just can't stand him pretending like this!"
"But he's really awesome."
…
After saying hello to his friends, everyone watched as Young Master Lu rushed home during curfew as usual.
Yes, that’s right, although he comes here privately to race and fight, he has curfew.
The car drove back to the city. When Lu Xingye was waiting for the traffic light, he suddenly saw a familiar figure on the side of the road.
Is this, walking the dog?
Lu Xingye looked at his watch and confirmed that it was indeed eleven o'clock at night.
The green light came on and the car continued to move forward.
Cheng Jiayuan has been writing a book recently and only has time to walk the dog at this time in the evening, so he takes this opportunity to come out and get some fresh air.
When I saw Lu Xingye, I thought I was hallucinating because I had been cooped up in the house for too long.
"Brother Hoshino, why are you here?"
"I had some things at the company and was about to go home. I didn't expect to see you on the street."
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