Beijing Marriage Entanglement

Shen Yu was feeling depressed.

He was leaning lazily against the sofa, drinking with his head down.

Hearing Yuan Jitong's words, he choked on the wine in his mouth.

"Ahem...who are you talking about?"

Yuan Jitong repeated it.

"Lu Xingci."

Jiang Lin spoke as if he were used to it.

"It's not surprising to see her, is it? Isn't she Song Qinghui's girlfriend? It's normal for her to attend as his date."

Although the group had overheard Shen Yu asking Lu Xingci to break up with Song Qinghui last time.

However, none of them took it to heart and were unaware that Lu Xingci and Song Qinghui had already broken up.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Jitong's expression became even more interesting.

He sat on the coffee table, raised his index finger to the group, and shook it smugly.

"No, no, no, although Song Qinghui was on the invitation list, he attended as Ruan Chuxi's date."

"Holy crap!"

Jiang Lin jumped up from the sofa in shock, his eyes wide open.

"Brother Yu, I have to say, your cousin has a knack for charming women."

Previously, he had made Lu Xingci willingly follow him for three years.

They single-handedly helped him transform a startup into a top-tier brand in the apparel industry.

Now he's managed to get involved with the Ruan family again; he must have something going for him.

Duan Lingfeng moved closer to Shen Yu, looking on with a gossipy expression.

"Brother Yu, if Song Qinghui really marries into the Ruan family, then Lu Xingci... won't he be dumped?"

Jiang Lin clicked his tongue in amazement.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what kind of man is he? He uses women and then dumps them. He really doesn't know how to cherish women."

Unlike our Brother Yu, every woman he dates makes a fortune, and they're all grateful when they break up with him.

"But Brother Yu, aren't you interested in Lu Xingci? Why don't you take this opportunity to strike up a conversation and win her heart?"

Yuan Jitong immediately became interested as well.

"Yeah, Brother Yu, although it's not honorable to steal someone's boyfriend, the other party is still your cousin."

But isn't this another form of salvation?

It's better for Lu Xingci to be with you than to be Song Qinghui's secret lover, right?

Given Ruan Chuxi's perfectionist nature, it's no wonder she wouldn't tolerate Lu Xingci.

"Yes, I heard that Song Qinghui's mother has never liked Lu Xingci. They were destined to have no future together from the very beginning."

"Brother Yu, you've rescued a beauty from dire straits!"

The group got more and more excited as they talked, almost as if they wanted to bring Lu Xingci to Shen Yu right away and ask her if she was willing.

Shen Yu slowly raised his eyes and glanced at the group.

"What's wrong? Are you all so bored you're just sitting around doing nothing?"

"If you're so eager to save people, then go ahead and do it!"

Yuan Jitong was standing close by and was kicked by Shen Yu.

He rubbed his shin, which had been kicked, and smiled apologetically.

"It's not that we're unwilling, it's just that we're not as handsome as you."

Hey Yu-ge, how about we go to the party together and have some fun?

Song Qinghui was with Ruan Chuxi, and Lu Xingci was accompanied by a man he had never heard of before.

There will definitely be a lot of excitement then.

While Shen Yu was still considering, Jiang Lin, Duan Lingfeng, and others chimed in.

"Yes, yes, add us too."

"I was just worried about things getting boring, so why wouldn't I watch something exciting?"

Yuan Jitong gently pounded his chest with his right fist.

"Don't worry, it's just a small cocktail party, I'll take care of it, brother."

After Yuan Jitong finished speaking, he looked at Shen Yu, who had been silent all along.

"Brother Yu, what do you say?"

Shen Yu held the glass, his slender fingers rubbing the rim.

A cunning glint flashed in his eyes, and his deep, magnetic voice carried an air of unwavering confidence.

"I'll definitely go. But first, remove Lu Xingci from the guest list for the party."

Yuan Jitong's jaw almost dropped.

"Huh? Without the female lead, how can we enjoy this show?"

Shen Yu slowly raised his peach blossom eyes, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Since she's the female lead, it's only interesting if she appears alongside the male lead."

After exchanging glances for a moment, the group of people all smiled knowingly.

"It still has to be my brother Yu."

**

The next morning.

Lu Xingci was woken up by a phone call from Jiang Wenzhao.

She reached her slender arm out from under the covers, grabbed her phone, and pressed the call button.

"Hey, Wen Zhao, what's wrong?"

"We at Wanxing Apparel were rejected at next week's industry cocktail party."

Lu Xingci woke up instantly from his drowsiness.

She propped herself up on the bed, sitting against the headboard, her delicate eyebrows unconsciously furrowing.

"What's going on?"

Wasn't that cocktail party your friend introduced you to? Why were you suddenly rejected?

Jiang Wenzhao's voice was low and deep, tinged with frustration.

"I asked my friends, and they only asked if I had offended anyone, otherwise it would be impossible for me to suddenly change my mind."

Lu Xingci was still pondering when Jiang Wenzhao continued.

"Xingci, do you think it might be Song Qinghui?"

I asked a friend, and Song Qinghui will also be attending that party, and...

"And what?"

"It seems he's bringing a new female companion, supposedly a marriage partner, a heiress from a wealthy family."

With that in mind, Lu Xingci guessed what had happened.

She gave a light scoff.

"That makes sense, but he overestimated my influence and his importance in my heart."

Although she felt resentful and unwilling to accept being let down after giving her all, she wasn't going to go so far as to pester him.

Life is long; the most important things are now and the future.

She was never someone who trapped herself in the past.

"I guess he's afraid you'll ruin his marriage."

But what can we do now? Our Wanxing Apparel needs this party to secure our first batch of partners.

Otherwise, you should explain things clearly to Song Qinghui, so he doesn't think you still pose a threat to him.

Jiang Wenzhao really didn't want Lu Xingci to go to Song Qinghui.

But given the current situation, he has no choice but to stop worrying.

He didn't want all his savings to go down the drain, or for his business to go bankrupt and be a complete waste of time in the early stages.

Moreover, only if Lu Xingci and Song Qinghui have a clear talk and Song Qinghui's hopes are dashed will he have a chance.

Seeing that Lu Xingci was still hesitant, Jiang Wenzhao continued to persuade him.

"I don't mean for you to beg him."

Since we're all in the same circle, we'll inevitably run into each other in the future.

If you make things clear, it will save you from awkwardness when you meet in the future.

What do you think?

Lu Xingci took a deep breath.

"Let me think about it some more."

Jiang Wenzhao didn't want to push Lu Xingci too hard, so he changed his mind.

"Hmm, no rush, the party is still a week away."

By the way, we arranged for the furniture store to deliver at nine o'clock yesterday, right?

"Yes, nine o'clock."

As Lu Xingci spoke, he glanced at his watch.

It is a quarter past eight.

"I'll head over now. Come over when you've finished packing up."

The first batch of interviews were scheduled for 10 AM.

"it is good."

Lu Xingci hung up the phone and got up to wash up.

She sat on the edge of the bed and nudged the drunk Xu Zhiwei.

"Weiwei, I have to go to the company. You should get up too, it's getting late."

The hotel is quite close to Xu Zhiwei's company.

Last night, I took this into consideration, which is why I didn't send Xu Zhiwei home, but came directly to the hotel.

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhiwei raised her right hand and made an OK sign, then buried her face in the pillow.

"Okay, you go ahead and get busy. I'll sleep for another five minutes and then get up."

"Okay, remember that, don't oversleep."

Xu Zhiwei only made a gesture this time, and fell asleep again without even saying a word.

Lu Xingci packed her backpack, glanced at the two jewelry boxes on the coffee table, and the image of Shen Yu's angry face from last night flashed through her mind.

He sighed unconsciously.

When I checked WeChat again, all the messages were read but not replied to.

Just as I got into the taxi, Jiang Wenzhao called again.

"Xingci, something terrible has happened! Our company has been vandalized!"