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Ling Wangshu's expression was frank. "Actually, I don't like wearing perfume, but this was a birthday gift from my daughter. I can't refuse her kind gesture, can I?"

It turned out to be the case.

It seems she was overthinking it.

Rong Zheng, now a mother herself, instantly understood. If her daughter were to give her a birthday present in the future, no matter what it was, she would be happy, "and would definitely appreciate it."

The two sat and chatted for a while. Ling Wangshu was very talkative and talked about her experience of giving birth to her daughter. Before leaving, she exchanged contact information with Rong Zheng and said that they could discuss raising daughters together in the future.

Although Lu Peichuan arranged for Ling Wangshu to come, he himself did not come.

After that, I would send her several messages every day.

They only asked her if she had eaten, slept, and if her daughter was behaving, without mentioning a word about their conversation that night, and they didn't show up either.

When Luo Qinghe arrived, Rong Zheng told her about Lu Peichuan's behavior over the past few days, "Analyze this for me, what does he mean by this?"

Luo Qinghe thought for a moment and said, "It's probably to show you my attitude."

"What kind of attitude is that?"

"You said he doesn't answer your calls or reply to your messages, and he feels he was wrong, so he sends you messages every day to check on you. But he feels that in the matter of Su Qingya, it's you who don't trust him, and he's not at fault, so he's angry and won't come to see you."

"is that so?"

"Why don't you just ask him directly?"

"He's not coming, how can I ask him?"

"If I remember correctly, our daughter's one-month celebration is tomorrow, right?"

Rong Zheng nodded, "Yes, Tangtang is a month old."

"Lu Peichuan will definitely come tomorrow."

"Not necessarily. He said before that we would postpone the baby's one-month celebration until I completed my 42-day postpartum confinement period, and then we would celebrate together."

Luo Qinghe blinked, realizing she had miscalculated. After a few seconds, she said, "If he doesn't come, can't you go?"

See, even though he's angry, he's still sending messages. You have doubts about the perfume, and he's arranged for Ling Wangshu to come over. What about you?

Rong Zheng was confused. "What about me?"

"You haven't replied to any of the messages he's sent you these past few days, have you?"

Rong Zheng: "..."

Luo Qinghe knew from Rong Zheng's reaction that she had guessed correctly. "I think the fact that he took the initiative to message you is a way of showing his willingness to back down. You should know when to stop."

The concerns he expressed that day were true. Of course, I'm not saying you were wrong, but between husband and wife, we shouldn't focus on right and wrong, but rather on understanding and tolerance.

Besides, you've caused discord in your marriage because of that wicked woman, Su Qingya. No matter how you look at it, you're the one who lost out. What do you think?

Rong Zheng pouted, "You've already said everything, what else can I say?"

Luo Qinghe smiled, "I'll dress up nicely tomorrow and go straight to his company to surprise him."

The next day, after lunch, Rong Zheng took off her cotton suit and put on a royal blue silk shirt, paired with white skinny suit pants, a black diamond-encrusted belt around her waist, a pair of champagne-colored stilettos, and light makeup. She looked so beautiful that it was hard to look away.

She was a campus beauty in college. The postpartum recovery she underwent recently has helped her figure return to its pre-pregnancy state, making her tall, slender, and curvaceous.

After instructing the nanny and Xu Ma to take good care of her daughter, she went out.

Rong Zheng arrived at the Lu Group and took the president's private elevator directly to the 18th floor.

When Lu Peichuan's assistant, Xue Bai, saw Rong Zheng emerge from the elevator, a flicker of panic crossed his eyes, but he quickly concealed it, smiling as he approached her, "Madam, what brings you to the company?"

Is Lu Peichuan there?

"President Lu just left."

Rong Zheng frowned slightly. Her timing was really bad, but since she was here, she still had to meet him and talk things out. "I'll wait for him in his office."

"Madam..." Xue Bai hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Rong Zheng pulled her foot back after lifting it. "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Lu might not be back for a certain time. Why don't you go back first, and when he returns, I'll tell him you've been here?"

Rong Zheng hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Where did he go?"

"……I have no idea."

Rong Zheng stared at Xue Bai suspiciously. "You arranged all his schedules, and now you're saying you don't know where he went? Assistant Xue, what are you trying to hide?"

Xue Bai's forehead was almost covered in cold sweat. He tried his best to remain calm. "Madam, I only handle business matters. President Lu went out today on personal business. I really don't know where he went."

"Sorry, I misunderstood you. I'll be going now."

"Take care, madam."

Rong Zheng lifted her foot and walked towards the elevator. After a few steps, she turned around and walked towards the corridor next to her.

Xue Bai hurriedly asked, "Madam, aren't you going back?"

"I'm going to the restroom."

Xue Bai gave an awkward twitch of his lips. "Then I'll get back to work."

Rong Zheng nodded.

Xue Bai left.

Rong Zheng went into the restroom, and after using the toilet, she went to wash her hands when she ran into the receptionist on the president's office floor.

"Madam President, you've arrived."

Rong Zheng smiled politely and nodded in response, then turned on the tap to wash her hands.

"Is the president's wife going to the Royal Club to see the president?"

Rong Zheng paused in washing her hands. Did Lu Peichuan go to the Royal Club?

It was something that everyone at the reception knew, so Xue Bai couldn't possibly be unaware of it.

Why did he hide it?

Seeing that Rong Zheng was not speaking, the receptionist assumed that she thought Rong Zheng was talking too much, so she said awkwardly, "I'm going to work," and quickly left the restroom.

Rong Zheng left the company and hailed a taxi. "To the Royal Club."

About 20 minutes later, the car stopped in front of the Royal Club.

Rong Zheng got out of the car and arrived at the entrance of the club. She was stopped by the security guard. "Hello, this is a members-only club. Please show your VIP membership card."

Rong Zheng didn't have a membership card. "I'm here to find someone."

"Sorry, you can't enter without a membership card."

Rong Zheng thought for a moment, then took out her marriage certificate from her bag. She had put all her documents in the bag when she gave birth. "Look at this," she said, "can I go in?"

The security guard opened the marriage certificate with a puzzled look, and after reading it, he respectfully handed it to Rong Zheng with both hands. "I didn't know you were Mrs. Lu. Please forgive me. Please come in."

Rong Zheng entered the club. The lobby was decorated with gold as the main color, showing off its extravagance. Everywhere was golden and magnificent, as if she had entered a golden house. It gave people a strong visual shock and a feeling of being intoxicated by wealth and luxury.

It can be both vulgar and refined.

Rong Zheng didn't go to the front desk to ask where Lu Peichuan was. Since it was a membership system, privacy was definitely guaranteed, and asking the front desk wouldn't give her an answer.

Rong Zheng went straight in, and only asked a waiter she bumped into on the way, "Hello, I'm lost. Could you take me to Mr. Lu's private room?"

"Which Mr. Lu?"

"Lu Peichuan."

"Mr. Lu is on the third floor, please follow me."

"Thanks."

The two took the elevator to the third floor.

As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, Rong Zheng saw Lu Peichuan standing sideways in the corridor, making a phone call. She said to the waiter, "I know, I'm leaving now, thank you."

"You're welcome." The waiter turned and entered the elevator to leave.

Rong Zheng walked towards Lu Peichuan. The corridor was covered with expensive carpets, and her high heels made no sound as she walked on them.