Chapter 89 couldn't possibly be a story of a hero rescuing a damsel in distress, could it?
Xia Yu's face darkened. "How did you do your job?"
The waiter hurriedly pulled out tissues to wipe the table, repeatedly bowing his head and apologizing, "I'm so sorry, so sorry! I'm really sorry!"
Xia Zhen frowned as she lifted her wet skirt.
Under Xia Yu's immense pressure, the young waiter was forced to shed tears.
Lu Chang'an's clothes were also wet, but he was a good-tempered person. He was not angry at all, and said gently, "Don't cry, you didn't do it on purpose."
Xia Yu immediately turned her attention to Lu Chang'an, saying, "You're actually quite kind-hearted."
This statement is undisguisedly sarcastic.
Lu Chang'an shut his mouth. He never expected that his words would make this uncle, who initially had a good impression of him, instantly start to dislike him.
Finally, Lu Qi spoke to the waiter, "Take them to clean up."
The waiter nodded quickly, "Please follow me, both of you."
Xia Yu was about to go too, but Lu Qi suddenly said, "It's not impossible for me to withdraw from the investment in that movie, but there are some details I'd like to confirm with you."
Xia Yu sat up straight and cleared his throat. "Actually, I don't really want to invest in movies, but since you don't want to invest, it might cause trouble for a lot of people. I happen to have some free time lately, so it's not impossible for me to take over."
Lu Qi smiled and said, "Xiao Yu, you really are a helpful person."
On the other side.
The waiter led the way, and Xia Zhen and Lu Chang'an followed behind.
Xia Zhen was wearing a beautiful white floral dress today. Because the hem of the dress was wet, the wet part of the dress clung to her legs, outlining her perfectly shaped legs.
Slender and straight, it is precisely because the scenery beneath the fabric cannot be seen that it inspires even more imagination.
Xia Zhen looked up.
Lu Chang'an slightly withdrew his gaze and smiled, "Miss Xia, after meeting you once last time, I was hoping to see you again. I am very happy to see you today."
Xia Zhen gave a forced smile. "Really?"
Lu Chang'an said, "You may not believe it, but I have to tell you that when I saw you in the library that day, I thought I had met an elf on earth."
Xia Zhen asked with a smile, "When you talk to those girls abroad, do you replace the word 'elf' with 'angel'?"
Lu Chang'an gave a wry smile, "With my appearance, I don't have many opportunities to chat up girls."
His snow-white appearance is different from that of ordinary people, but his handsome appearance makes him look especially pitiful when he makes such a lonely expression.
Xia Zhen just smiled and remained silent.
This person's attempt to feign helplessness is so ridiculous and laughable.
The waiter led Xia Zhen to the women's restroom. As soon as she entered, she heard the door close. When she turned around, she saw Lu Chang'an standing behind her.
Xia Zhen laughed. "What do you mean?"
Lu Chang'an smiled gently, "I just want to have a good talk with you."
In a private room at an internet cafe in the city center, the blond-haired and red-haired guys stared at their jungler teammate who had died on the screen again. They looked at each other for a while, then looked at the boy who was staring blankly at the screen.
Something's not right.
Their eldest brother used to be a pro at video games, and they even joked that if he didn't have to inherit the family business, he could become an esports player.
Moreover, when playing games, their leader hates teammates who drag the team down the most. But tonight, after playing three games, their leader was the one with the worst record in each game.
This was something that would have been absolutely impossible before.
Red Hair said tremblingly in a low voice, "Could it be that Boss has some kind of mental problem?"
Otherwise, how could he have been spacing out during team fights today?
The blond guy nudged the red-haired guy's hand, "Go ask him."
Red Hair retorted, "Why didn't you ask?"
They were still arguing when Song Heng suddenly spoke up, "What time is it?"
Red Hair glanced at the time. "It's almost 7:30."
Song Heng remained silent.
The red-haired and yellow-haired men glanced at each other again.
The blond-haired guy couldn't help but ask, "Boss, is something on your mind?"
Song Heng glanced over.
The blond-haired man shuddered.
Song Heng's game character was revived. He picked up the mouse and started pressing the keyboard again, but after a short while, he was killed by an enemy mage.
Being solo-killed like this is a rare occurrence for him, but it has happened far too many times today.
Suddenly, Song Heng threw down the mouse in his hand.
The sound startled the blond and red-haired men.
Song Heng sat quietly for a while, then got up without a word and quickly walked out.
Red Hair asked, "Boss, where are you going?"
The door opened and was slammed shut again.
Red Hair was filled with questions, "Why did the boss leave in such a hurry? What did he go to do?"
Yellow Hair: "How should I know? It couldn't possibly be that I went to be a hero and save a damsel in distress!"
The atmosphere in one of the hotel bathrooms was still tense.
Xia Zhen crossed her arms, a smile playing on her lips. "You want me to be your fiancée, why?"
Lu Chang'an said, "I need to create greater value for myself in order to gain my father's attention."
"As far as I know, Uncle Lu only has one son, you. If he doesn't value you, who else would he value?"
Lu Chang'an did not explain this question, or perhaps he simply did not know how to explain it. If he told others that his seemingly gentle and refined father was actually a cold-hearted man at heart, he believed that few people would believe him.
He then said, "Just think of it as me wanting to do something for the Lu family."
In fact, he always had a strong sense of crisis, as if he would be abandoned by his father at any time. Everything he had now was only because he was Lu Qi's son. If he was abandoned, he would have nothing.
Lu Chang'an added, "There's another reason, which is because I really like you."
Do you think I'd believe that?
This young man was always staring at her body. It wasn't love; it was more like desire. She had reason to suspect that he had actually been quite promiscuous during his years abroad.
Lu Chang'an took two steps forward and saw Xia Zhen take three steps back. He smiled and said, "Actually, you don't need to be so resistant to me. Back at No. 1 High School, weren't you getting very close to a boy in a wheelchair? Compared to that person in the wheelchair, my situation seems much better, doesn't it?"
Looking at Lu Chang'an's feignedly gentle face, Xia Zhen's smile turned cold. "I have to say, you remind me of someone who is paralyzed in bed. Looking closely, you two really are quite similar."
They're all those self-important bastards who think they can attract girls just by flaunting their stupid hormones.
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