Beijing Marriage Entanglement

Song Qinghui frowned slightly, showing surprise, and deliberately emphasized the words "cousin".

"My cousin was just here?"

The manager smiled and nodded, "Yes, but Young Master Shen is out with his girlfriend for a test drive. He's been gone for a while and should be back soon."

"Our dealership has prepared tea and snacks for you two. Would you like to move to the VIP lounge to wait for Young Master Shen's return?"

Song Qinghui turned to look at Ruan Chuxi, his eyes filled with certainty.

"If I remember correctly, Professor Sheng and Shen Yu are close friends despite their age difference. My original plan was to introduce you to Mrs. Sheng at the awards ceremony two days later."

But if Shen Yu is willing to help, he might be able to get to know Professor Sheng right away.

Upon hearing this, Ruan Chuxi's eyes sparkled with joy.

"Really? How come I've never heard you mention this before?"

Professor Sheng is a leading figure in the field of artificial intelligence in China, possessing absolute authority. The research group he mentors is the only one in China to have made groundbreaking progress in the field of artificial intelligence.

But this old man was eccentric and aloof, and he was not afraid of the powerful and wealthy. Even though his uncle and younger uncle tried to introduce her to them, he refused to give them any face at all.

I never expected that such an eccentric person would be such a close friend of the number one playboy in the capital.

Song Qinghui took Ruan Chuxi's hand, patted it gently in his palm, and looked at her with unwavering certainty.

"You don't know this, do you? Actually, Mr. Sheng wanted my cousin to join his project team, but he gave up because of a woman."

Because of this, Mr. Sheng later strictly required all recruits to refrain from romantic relationships for five years and to be completely devoted to their partners.

"Is Young Master Shen so affectionate?"

Why is it different from what I heard?

Wasn't it said that Young Master Shen was a dissolute and unrestrained man who spent his days surrounded by women?

Song Qinghui shrugged and clicked his tongue.

"Don't you know him? He tells every woman he's serious, and then quickly moves on to the next one."

Ruan Chuxi smiled faintly, "Hehe, I see."

The car that needed maintenance had already been delivered by the staff and parked in front of the 4S store. The two followed the sales manager to the VIP lounge on the second floor to have tea and wait for Shen Yu to return.

But no matter how long they waited, Shen Yu never appeared.

Song Qinghui also lost patience and called the sales manager over to inquire.

"Where's Shen Yu? He's been gone for so long just to test drive a car. We've been waiting for over an hour, why isn't he back yet? Are you playing us for fools?"

The manager knew, of course, that he had been gone for a long time, but how could he dare to call and urge the famous Young Master Shen?

So the manager smiled and looked at Song Qinghui.

"How could I dare to lie to you two? The main problem is that I don't have Young Master Shen's phone number. Why don't you call him and ask?"

Song Qinghui's lips curled into a straight line, and she subconsciously glanced at Ruan Chuxi on the sofa next to her.

Shen Yu disliked him since childhood. If it weren't for his aunt taking care of him, he probably wouldn't even have a relative in the Shen family.

If he makes the call now in front of Ruan Chuxi, Ruan Chuxi will know that his relationship with Shen Yu is not as good as he said.

With a sigh, Song Qinghui turned around.

"Chu tide, why don't we go first? I have a lot of things to deal with at my company."

Shen Yu is a free spirit; who knows what he might have driven the car off to do? It won't be back anytime soon.

"Then Elder Sheng..."

"I'm going to see my aunt tonight, and I'll bring it up with her then."

Ruan Chuxi hummed in agreement and stood up.

"Okay, let's go then."

The two went downstairs, and Ruan Chuxi went to the back seat of the car, opened the car door, bent down to get her bag.

But as soon as she bent down to go inside, she immediately spotted the white button that had fallen under the seat.

There are two in total, with a soft velvet layer on the surface, clearly from women's clothing.

Ruan Chuxi clutched the two buttons, feeling resentful, but remembering Song Qinghui's promise to introduce her to Elder Sheng, she ultimately swallowed her questions.

"Chu tide, what's wrong?"

Seeing that she didn't move for a long time, Song Qinghui called out.

Ruan Chuxi casually tossed the button into her bag, then got up and closed the car door as if nothing had happened.

"It's alright, I'll drive back now. Looking forward to your good news."

Song Qinghui smiled and handed her the car keys, gently stroking Ruan Chuxi's hair with his hand, his eyes tender.

"Okay, then text me when you get home."

"Um."

After Ruan Chuxi drove away, Song Qinghui did not linger and also drove away.

It would be safer to bring up the introduction in front of my aunt tonight.

Based on his understanding of Shen Yu, if he brought it up in private, Shen Yu would absolutely ignore him completely.

Meanwhile, Shen Yu and Lu Xingci ran into Duan Lingfeng and his friends on their way to play golf while on a test drive.

Lu Xingci was thinking of taking the car back to the 4S store first, but Shen Yu called Assistant Jiang.

He handed the car keys to Assistant Jiang and gave him a brief explanation.

"This car belongs to a Porsche dealership."

Assistant Jiang took the keys, glanced at Lu Xingci out of the corner of his eye, and tentatively asked.

"Then... I'll go and process the transfer."

Shen Yu nodded, simply hummed in agreement, and pulled Lu Xingci into Assistant Jiang's Mercedes.

Seeing that Assistant Jiang had sent the car back, Lu Xingci couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After leaving home in the morning, I went straight to the coffee shop to meet Song Qinghui.

Having not returned to the company for most of the day, Jiang Wenzhao assumed she was being harassed by Song Qinghui and couldn't leave, so he called to inquire.

"Xingci, where are you now? Did Song Qinghui give you a hard time? Tell me your address and I'll come pick you up."

Jiang Wenzhao was too eager, and his voice unconsciously rose.

Lu Xingci subconsciously looked to his side. Shen Yu was focused on driving, looking lazy and indifferent, as if he hadn't heard her.

But she still turned away guiltily, trying to create as much distance as possible from Shen Yu before responding.

"I'm fine."

"Why haven't you come back for so long? I was so worried about you, I was even ready to go and rescue you."

Lu Xingci put his hand to his lips, pretending to cover them, and said in a low voice.

"I have something to take care of, so I won't be going back to the company for a while."

"Go ahead and do what you need to do, it's okay, I'll take care of things at the company."

"Okay, I'll hang up now."

"it is good."

As soon as Lu Xingci put her phone in her bag after hanging up the phone, she heard Shen Yu speak casually.

"Did you go to see Song Qinghui this morning?"

No wonder he wasn't at the company this morning, but was waiting for me at the mall entrance instead.

There's a coffee shop across from that mall, and if I'm not mistaken, that's where they met.

"Um."

Shen Yu glanced at her, and seeing that Lu Xingci didn't intend to say anything, he didn't press her. For a moment, the car fell silent, and neither of them spoke.

When the car arrived at the golf course, Shen Yu raised his chin.

"You go in with Duan Lingfeng and the others first. I'm going to make a phone call."

Shen Yu owns many companies, so it's normal for him to be busy. Lu Xingci didn't mind and walked into the stadium with the tall, beautiful woman he had played mahjong with last time.

"Ms. Lu, I heard you started your own company and became your own boss. Congratulations!"

Lu Xingci nodded his thanks.

"Thank you. I remember you're a model, right? What types of shows do you usually work on?"

"Me? I'll take any job. At this age, I'll take any job that comes my way, unlike when I was younger and I was more selective."

The girl laughed heartily, turned her head to look at Lu Xingci, and gave him a flirtatious wink.

"If you have any work to do, Mr. Lu, don't forget about me."

Lu Xingci subconsciously looked at Duan Lingfeng, who was at the front.

Although modeling is a profession that relies on youth, with Duan Lingfeng's influence in Beijing, how could she not get work?

Seemingly understanding her gaze, the girl smiled and explained.

"My relationship with him is purely physical; I don't want to have anything else going on with him."

Lu Xingci understood this feeling all too well. When she was with Song Qinghui before, she only wanted to talk about feelings with him and didn't want anything else, especially entanglements with money and interests.

Upon hearing this, Lu Xingci smiled and handed over his phone.

"Can we be friends? Maybe I really need your help."