Beijing Marriage Entanglement

Upon hearing Song Qinghui's voice, the gossiping chatter ceased abruptly.

They all turned around in unison, met Song Qinghui's serious gaze, and then tacitly pretended to be busy and dispersed.

Just then, Lan Jiahui walked over.

She asked suspiciously.

"Are you talking about Lu Xingci?"

Song Qinghui turned to look at her, his phoenix eyes slightly narrowed.

"You knew too?"

Lan Jiahui blinked and slowly spoke.

"I don't really know, but yesterday at the high-speed rail station, I saw her being carried into a luxury car."

They're so close, he must be her boyfriend.

hug!

This word was like a needle, piercing Song Qinghui's heart.

No wonder I was at Qin's Private Kitchen yesterday.

No wonder she was in such a hurry to break up with me.

No wonder he suddenly took his annual leave.

It turns out, they had already found another job!

Seeing his ashen face, Lan Jiahui was puzzled and asked him with concern.

"Mr. Song, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Should I take you to the hospital?"

Song Qinghui slapped her hand away and roared angrily.

Mind your own business

Song Qinghui went downstairs in a huff, wanting to see who was the one who had been with Lu Xingci behind her back.

Everyone was stunned as they watched Song Qinghui's furious back.

Especially the orchid.

She has been with the company for two years, and even when Song Qinghui is angry, he still maintains the most basic gentlemanly manners.

I have never been so enraged and out of control.

Lan Jiahui looked at her hand that had been opened, feeling a burning pain on the side of her palm, and a bitter feeling welled up in her heart.

I felt something was off last night, and now I feel even more strongly that there's something fishy going on between President Song and Lu Xingci.

Otherwise, why would he be so excited if Lu Xingzi had a boyfriend?

Lan Jiahui even suspected that Lu Xingci's departure was also because of President Song.

downstairs.

Song Qinghui started the car and slammed on the gas to chase after it.

But he had neither direction nor was he ahead of time.

There's no way we can catch up.

Boom!

He slammed his hand on the steering wheel in anger, his refined and handsome face turning bright red with rage.

Splash!

The torrential rain poured down from the sky, pattering against the car windows and making people feel irritable.

Song Qinghui loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, which eased his feeling of unease.

The car stereo emitted a busy tone.

The screen shows that it is dialing Lu Xingci.

Song Qinghui gripped the steering wheel with both hands, his dark eyes fixed on the screen with resentment.

He could choose not to marry her, break up with her, or even forget her altogether.

But Song Qinghui couldn't accept that Lu Xingci would get involved with someone else right after breaking up with her.

Moreover, this person could very well be someone close to you.

He called once and didn't answer, so he called a second time, a third time, until Lu Xingci dared to answer.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

As soon as Shen Yu and Lu Xingci parked their car, a torrential downpour began.

Shen Yu turned to the side, glanced at the phone in her palm, raised an eyebrow, and spoke casually.

"Aren't you planning to accept?"

It's been ringing nonstop since just now.

Shen Yu was also very curious about who was so persistent as to keep calling until she answered.

Lu Xingci flipped his phone over and showed him the name of the incoming caller.

When Shen Yu saw that it was Song Qinghui, the smile in his eyes deepened.

"Tsk, I really can't accept that, since you're with me right now."

He propped his elbows on the chair, leaned his upper body closer to Lu Xingci, and gave a wicked smile.

"How's it going? Having an affair with me, isn't it exciting?"

Lu Xingci looked up at him, her face serious.

"I officially broke up with him last night."

Shen Yu was taken aback, somewhat surprised.

Then suddenly she curled her lips into a smile and teased.

"That's proactive enough."

I thought she would drag it out for a few more days.

"Have you had the approval procedures for Jiang Wenzhao's company approved?"

Shen Yu's lips unconsciously twitched downwards, and he let out a soft scoff.

"So, you were so eager because of that guy surnamed Jiang."

Lu Xingci wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Shen Yu's words sounded rather sarcastic.

But she didn't care.

All she hopes now is that her friends won't be implicated because of her.

The next second, Lu Xingci saw Shen Yu pick up his phone and type a message.

"Alright, if you keep your promise, then I will definitely do the same."

After saying that, he opened the car door, got out of the car, and held up a large black umbrella.

Lu Xingci sat in the car, watching Shen Yu, holding an umbrella, walk around from the front of the car to the passenger seat.

He opened the car door and extended his right hand to her.

At that moment, Jiang Wenzhao sent a message.

It was news that the company's approval procedures had been completed, and they even said they wanted to invite her to dinner to celebrate.

Lu Xingci didn't reply. She closed her phone, slung her bag over her shoulder, and placed her hand in Shen Yu's palm.

His hands were large, with distinct knuckles, and his palms were warm. My heart clenched when I touched them.

He grasped her slender, boneless hand and moved the umbrella over to take her.

After getting out of the car, Lu Xingci let go of Shen Yu's hand. Shen Yu just smiled and didn't seem to mind.

He switched the umbrella to his right hand, tilted it slightly toward Lu Xingci, and pointed to the restaurant not far ahead.

"Just a few steps ahead, we'll be there."

Previously, Song Qinghui's repeated phone calls had been quite bothersome.

Lu Xingci didn't even notice that the place Shen Yu mentioned for dinner was actually in the suburbs.

He was wearing a black and white checkered floral shirt today, a Hong Kong style.

It's loose and baggy, which makes it look especially good.

Although Lu Xingci disliked Shen Yu's way of doing things, as a fashion designer, she really liked Shen Yu's body.

She's practically a walking clothes rack; she looks good in everything.

They can enhance the beauty of clothes even more than those supermodels on the runway.

His large, well-defined hands gripped the umbrella handle, and his sleeves were rolled up a few times to reveal his strong, slender forearms.

On the pale white forearm, the simplest of red ribbons is quite eye-catching.

It's clear that this red rope is very important to Shen Yu.

The cord has faded slightly from being worn for many years.

"I didn't expect you to wear something like this."

Shen Yu lowered his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the red string on his wrist, a smug smile playing on his lips.

"This was given to me by a very important person. Would you like to know who it was?"

Lu Xingci remained indifferent.

"I'm not interested. You should make your third request as soon as possible, and then we'll be even."

"Aren't you in such a hurry? Aren't you afraid you won't be able to fulfill my third request?"

Lu Xingci ignored him, took a big step with his right foot, and stepped onto the stairs.

Shen Yu lagged behind, closed his umbrella, turned around, and used his slender fingers to brush the raindrops from his hair.

Lu Xingci then noticed that the umbrella had been tilted towards him the whole time.

Shen Yu was half-covered in the rain.

The silk shirt was soaked by the rain and clung to the body, revealing the contours of the muscles through the thin fabric.

This attracted the attention of several girls passing by, who stared wide-eyed with admiration.

Looking at the wet clothes, Lu Xingci frowned slightly.

The umbrella is so big, why is he holding it so crookedly?

The next second, Shen Yu smiled and wrung out the rainwater from his shirt.

"What's wrong, are you worried about it?"

Lu Xingci turned away indifferently.

"Let's go inside quickly, I'm hungry."

"Tsk, how ruthless."

Shen Yu followed behind, chuckling as he teased.

The next second, his nose itched, and he couldn't help but sneeze loudly.

Lu Xingci paused for a moment, then went straight inside and found a seat.

While ordering food, Shen Yu sneezed several times in a row.

Although Lu Xingci said she didn't care, seeing his condition, she still ordered cold medicine on a food delivery app.

Upon seeing the cold medicine, Shen Yu raised an eyebrow and his face lit up with joy.

"Did you treat my brother like this before?"