President Lu's aloofness didn't last more than a few minutes.
He was puzzled as to how he had managed to maintain a facade of composure and keep his emotions hidden in front of her.
I'm becoming less and less like myself. If this continues, I'll really become the resentful husband they talk about.
He gazed ahead and spoke softly, "If..."
“If you don’t have enough money, I can tell you, you have plenty.” Qin Yue interrupted him, turned her head, and asked with a smile, “Mr. Lu, am I right?”
Now, she can guess what he wants to say the moment he opens his mouth.
Lu Yanci: "...Yes."
"Don't worry, we're not having any financial problems right now. It's just that we have to take a look at the money offered to us. Whether we take it or not is another matter." With her parents around, and with Jiang Xiu's rise to fame and the company making some money, she feels quite confident now.
"good."
Have you eaten yet?
"Ping Yi and Jin Sheng have already eaten."
The two returned to Lu Yanci's place, repeatedly using the excuse of staying overnight at Zhou Jiahe's place. Qin's parents had already noticed something was amiss, but they didn't bring it up, so Qin Yue pretended not to notice, keeping it out of the open.
Upon entering the foyer, Lu Yanci casually took her coat and hung it on the coat rack beside him.
Qin Yue rubbed her sore neck as she walked inside. After taking a couple of steps, she stopped, turned around, and looked at him with a smile, saying, "Oh, right, there's something I almost forgot to tell you. Jiahe and Fu Tingshen's wedding date has been set for early June. I'm going to accompany her to choose a wedding dress these next few days. She said she wants me to be her bridesmaid, and we also need to choose bridesmaid dresses. She asked me to ask you if you have time to be her best man."
Lu Yanci has never been a best man.
Even when they were promoted, he only attended the wedding as a friend.
Zhou Jiahe and Fu Tingshen are her friends. She usually accompanies them when they get together, but she doesn't have much contact with them privately, and they aren't close.
He hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Can I refuse?"
Qin Yue didn't speak, she just stared at him.
“Then tell them I have time,” Lu Yanci compromised.
Seeing his stern and unapproachable expression, Qin Yue chuckled and patted his shoulder, saying, "Alright, stop looking like you're ready to die. I know being a best man isn't suitable for you, so I refused for you. Let Fu Tingshen find someone else; he has plenty of friends, of all things."
Lu Yanci quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Qin Yue found it all quite novel, and sighed softly, chin in hand: "President Lu, you usually nag me like an old father, telling me to learn to refuse this and that, not to let others morally blackmail me, and to do whatever I want. Why does none of that work with you?"
"Because it was you who said it," he said without thinking.
Because it was her, he couldn't bear to disappoint her.
Qin Yue was stunned.
I was a little touched.
Before she could finish being moved, the man, realizing he had grasped the key point, frowned and asked seriously, "Am I usually a lot of talkers? A chatterbox?"
If she says yes, does the man have to go back to how he was when they first met, treating every word with utmost care?
Qin Yue shook her head and coaxed with a smile, "Not much, I like listening."
Fearing he wouldn't believe her, she firmly repeated, "Whether you talk a lot or a little, you are still Lu Yanci, and you are still the way I like you."
Lu Yanci's brows and eyes relaxed.
Therefore, their promotions are meaningless.
Every couple, every married couple, has a different way of getting along.
A single sentence can make someone overjoyed.
Qin Yue thought to herself, there's probably no boyfriend in this world who's easier to please than him.
...
Choosing a wedding dress is not an easy task.
When they went to look at wedding dresses, Zhou Jiahe not only called out to Qin Yue, but also to Tong Yexin and Fu Yinyin.
The group of women advised her on which style of wedding dress to choose, and they all showered her with compliments, especially Tong Yexin, who praised her to the skies.
While Zhou Jiahe was in a good mood, she was also struggling to choose between several wedding dresses of different styles.
Fu Tingshen, who was standing to the side, finally found an opportunity to interject. He raised his hand high to attract Zhou Jiahe's attention, then grinned and said, "Can I say a few words?"
"If a dog can't produce ivory, then there's no need to say anything more."
Layers upon layers of tulle carry a person's aspirations for the future. She will wear this dazzling and gorgeous dress as she steps into the most important stage of her life.
Even Zhou Jiahe, a usually carefree person, felt a little nervous and shy at this moment, not daring to let Fu Tingshen see it. Otherwise, that dog would definitely be strutting around with his tail between his legs and bragging about it for over a decade afterward.
She gave him a cold, mocking snort, as if to threaten him.
"Hey, how can you talk like that? I have basic aesthetic sense too, you know." Fu Tingshen pointed to a wedding dress next to the dressmaker and said, "I think that one is the best. When you came out of the fitting room wearing that one, it was as if you were under a spotlight. All my attention was immediately drawn to you."
As for the other items, I'll buy them too, so I can wear them in rotation when I'm bored.
If he had pointed to other styles and said those things, Zhou Jiahe could have at least feigned shyness. But this…
She rolled her eyes at Fu Tingshen without any politeness: "Shut up."
This is one that they all ruled out at the same time.
It takes skill for him to make the right choice.
Tong Yexin directly exposed him: "I guess he chose this wedding dress because it's the most conservative one."
"What do you mean conservative? Didn't you say it was retro! Retro! A high collar makes the neck look long and gives an elegant and dignified look. You're the ones who said it, not me." Fu Tingshen retorted with wide eyes.
Fu Yinyin didn't hold back either, saying to her cousin, "Brother, I noticed it. When Jiahe wore that dress, your eyes were practically glowing with lust."
She pointed to a very figure-hugging deep V-neck wedding dress.
Fu Tingshen was speechless, as if someone had grabbed his throat.
He touched his nose, feeling a little guilty, and said, "Why are you talking nonsense, kid? Everyone has different tastes. Don't judge me by your standards. I think the retro one looks the best."
Zhou Jiahe waved her hand dismissively at him: "Alright, go try on a few more dresses."
She didn't like a single thing he said.
"I need to wait until you choose your wedding dress before I can choose my suit," he said, sounding a little aggrieved. "That way, we can both wear the same outfit."
Several people offered their opinions, but Zhou Jiahe made the final decision. They finally settled on a mermaid-style wedding dress. After taking measurements, the dressmaker recorded all the details Zhou Jiahe requested, and further follow-up work will be needed.
On the way back, Zhou Jiahe slumped in her seat and said weakly, "Getting married is such a hassle. You can only get married once in your life."
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