Beijing Marriage Entanglement

Lu Xingci turned his head upon hearing this.

He couldn't help but feel a little happy, and his voice unconsciously rose at the end.

"Jiang Wenzhao? What a coincidence, I actually ran into you here."

Jiang Wenzhao wore a white shirt with a light blue cardigan over it.

He wore a pair of apricot-colored trousers, making him look elegant, handsome, clean, and sunny.

After confirming that it was Lu Xingci, he grinned with delight.

"Yes, I didn't expect to run into you here."

I wasn't even sure I recognized it just now; I was afraid I must have mistaken it for something else.

As Jiang Wenzhao spoke, his gaze shifted downwards, landing on Lu Xingci's wheelchair.

"What are you doing...?"

Lu Xingci stood up, supporting himself with his hand on his wheelchair, and pointed to his sprained right ankle.

"Don't get me wrong, I just sprained my ankle and it's not very convenient for me to walk, so I borrowed a wheelchair to go out."

Jiang Wenzhao suddenly exclaimed "Oh!" and laughed heartily.

"Oh dear, I thought it was only a few years since we last met that you were suddenly in a wheelchair. I was too embarrassed to ask."

Lu Xingci smiled and reached out to give him a natural and familiar punch on the shoulder.

"You're still saying you're sorry? Weren't you the one staring straight at my wheelchair just now?"

"Haha, just kidding, just kidding. By the way, what have you been busy with all these years?"

"Fashion design, what about you? Didn't you go abroad for further studies?"

Has he returned after completing his studies?

Jiang Wenzhao nodded and pointed in the direction of a private room.

"Yeah, I just got back to China. I tried my hand at a trendy brand abroad, and the response was pretty good."

I'm planning to go back to China to develop the domestic market. How about it? Are you interested in cooperating with me?

I'll consider your technical expertise as equity.

Lu Xingci was well-liked by her teachers when she was in school, not because of her outstanding appearance or well-behaved personality.

Rather, it is her inspired designs that always give teachers a refreshing visual impact and a spark of inspiration.

Jiang Wenzhao and she were classmates in university, and they had a very good relationship, more like brothers when they were together.

During their four years of university, Lu Xingci, Xu Zhiwei, and Jiang Wenzhao were known as the Three Musketeers of the Design Class.

Jiang Wenzhao's family is in the building materials business, and they originally wanted him to return home after graduation to inherit the family business.

But he insisted on studying abroad and plunged headlong into the clothing industry.

Lu Xingci smiled and nodded, readily agreeing.

"Okay, shall we sit down and talk in detail another day?"

Jiang Wenzhao smiled brightly.

"That would be wonderful. You can still use the same WeChat account as before, right?"

Lu Xingci nodded, "Yes, it's the same one as before."

"I'll schedule a time with you later. I have to go back now; I have guests to visit."

Lu Xingci nodded and turned to wave goodbye to Jiang Wenzhao. At that moment, he saw Shen Yu, who had been standing at the door of the private room for who knows how long.

He leaned lazily against the door frame, his hands in his pockets, his head tilted, his eyes crinkling as he smiled at her.

Red lips and white teeth, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes.

What a beautiful and authoritative face.

Lu Xingci felt a chill run down his spine.

"nerve."

Lu Xingci muttered a complaint under his breath, sat back in his wheelchair, and turned to head back to the private room.

"How come the designer Lu is more popular with the opposite sex than me? He can even run into handsome guys who hit on him when he goes to the restroom."

Lu Xingci rolled her eyes at him, flicked her hair, and said smugly.

"That's because I'm pretty."

Shen Yu nodded, pursing his lips.

"That's true, even I can't help but be captivated by you."

Lu Xingci naturally didn't take Shen Yu's words seriously.

After all, how much of the sweet talk that a playboy like him utters can be genuine?

However, the trip was worthwhile, as we unexpectedly ran into Jiang Wenzhao.

Her mother used her startup fund, and with Jiang Wenzhao's help, she no longer had to worry about funding.

Even if the shares are low, it doesn't matter if we use technology as equity.

However, I'll have to sit down and talk to Jiang Wenzhao about the specifics another day.

As Lu Xingci was pondering this, his phone on the table buzzed.

A message from Song Qinghui popped up.

Upon seeing the name Song Qinghui, Shen Yu paused in his act of picking up food.

He raised an eyebrow, placed the dish in Lu Xingci's bowl, and spoke jokingly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Song Qinghui is really clingy to you, isn't he? A day apart feels like three autumns?"

He leaned closer and whispered in Lu Xingci's ear.

"If he knew you were with me, wouldn't he be so angry he'd explode?"

After teasing him, he suddenly acted like a pitiful little puppy, grabbing Lu Xingci's sleeve and acting cute.

"Sister, what should I do? Should I hide?"

"Wouldn't my brother be angry if he found out?"

Lu Xingci took a deep breath and slapped his hand away.

"If you're sick, go get treatment."

Lu Xingci hadn't planned to respond, but Song Qinghui kept sending messages.

She probably had something important to say, since the resignation procedures weren't finished and there was still a lot of work to hand over.

She picked up her phone, swiped the screen, and opened the message.

Song Qinghui: [Where are you now?]

Song Qinghui: [General Manager Chen from Jiuli Trading is here. If it's convenient for you, please come and see him.]

Song Qinghui: [Positioning]

Lu Xingci's eyes widened instantly when he saw the location of Qin's Private Kitchen.

What's going on? He's at Qin's Private Kitchen too?

Now?

Although I broke up with him, if he finds out that I'm with Shen Yu, things will inevitably get complicated again.

Lu Xingci thought for a moment and then replied.

[No time, eating out with friends]

Song Qinghui replied quickly, as if he had been waiting for her message.

Song Qinghui: [Still angry? You went to the high-speed rail station today? Going out to play?]

Song Qinghui: [When are you coming back? I'll come pick you up.]

Lu Xingci took a deep breath, just about to edit a message to reply.

A tingling, itchy sensation came from the side of my ear.

She turned her head and saw Shen Yu leaning closer with wide eyes.

She looked at him and handed her phone forward.

"Why don't you talk to him?"

Shen Yu smiled with delight. His eyes were filled with excitement.

"May I?"

As he spoke, he reached out and actually intended to take her phone.

Lu Xingci quickly pulled it back, almost forgetting that Shen Yu was unpredictable.

"I'm full, I'm leaving. Don't bother me again."

She put down her chopsticks, put her phone in her bag, and maneuvered her wheelchair to leave.

Shen Yu didn't chase after them, but instead ran into Song Qinghui, who had just finished eating, in the lobby on the first floor.

He glanced at Lu Xingci, then at the direction behind her.

"You mean you were eating out with friends at Qin's Private Kitchen?"

The questioning tone was as if to say, "Since you were here, why didn't you come earlier?"

Women, they're just too dramatic.

Lu Xingci ignored him and continued towards the door.

"Now it's my private time, I can eat wherever I want."

Song Qinghui rushed forward and grabbed her wheelchair.

"Who did you come with?"

Qin's Private Kitchen is not like those cheap restaurants outside where just anyone can go.

Besides herself, no one else could possibly bring Lu Xingci here for a meal.

Could it be that he broke up with me because he's already found someone else?

And someone from this circle?

In one minute, Song Qinghui went through all the possible candidates.

Just then, Shen Yu also stepped out of the elevator.

He shouted in a clear and excited voice.

"Brother, you're here too?"