His face, however, was innocent and harmless: "This tea looks very good; Jiang Xu'an has put a lot of thought into it."

Xu Wuning casually replied, "He gave it to my dad, and then my dad sent it to me."

Lu Jingci's eyes grew even colder. "So it was specially made to show respect to Uncle Xu."

He chuckled and asked kindly, "Actually, I also like this tea. May I brew a cup for you to try?"

Xu Wuning switched to the next video, "Of course, make me a cup too, Lu Mianhua."

"it is good."

Lu Jingci smiled, picked up the tea bag, and turned to go to the kitchen.

One minute later.

A startled cry suddenly came from the kitchen.

Xu Wuning put down her phone, quickly got up and went over. "What's wrong? Lu Mianhua?"

Tea leaves were scattered all over the floor. Lu Jingci stood there with a look of self-reproach, holding up his index finger which was red from the burn, completely at a loss.

"I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. I accidentally burned myself when I was pouring hot water, and I didn't hold the tea leaves properly, so they all fell to the ground."

"I don't mind getting burned, but I'm mainly heartbroken about these tea leaves, since they represent Jiang Xu'an's good intentions."

Xu Wuning quickly stepped forward, took his hand and examined it carefully. "Why is it so red? Does it hurt? Wait here, I'll go get the first-aid kit and put some medicine on it for you."

Lu Jingci's eyelashes trembled, and he looked extremely pitiful. "Okay."

When Xu Wuning went upstairs to get the medicine box.

Lu Jingci's expression changed. He called Li Chuan and said in a low, cold voice, "I've sent you pictures of the tea. Find out in the industry if anyone has this kind of tea. Buy it at a high price. Xu Wuning needs to drink it tonight."

"Also, have someone keep an eye on Jiang Xu'an, especially his contact with Xu Wu'ning. From now on, I don't want anything of his to appear at the Shenglin Villa."

"It looks so unlucky."

Li Chuan quickly replied, "Okay, Mr. Lu."

Xu Wuning came downstairs. The phone call had already ended. Lu Jingci had returned to his previous guilty and helpless state, his fingers slightly curled up, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Come here and let me apply the medicine. You're really like a wad of cotton. The tea leaves have already fallen on the ground, so don't blame yourself. Let me take a look at your injury."

Lu Jingci walked over with his head down. "Okay."

Xu Wuning sat down on the sofa, put the first-aid kit aside, patted her leg, and said, "Put your hand on here."

Lu Jingci paused slightly, but still obediently placed his hand on her thigh.

Her skirt was too short and too thin; through the thin fabric, I could feel the warmth emanating from the side of her legs through my palm.

Xu Wuning moved very gently, using a cotton swab to apply a little burn ointment to his bright red index finger, occasionally brushing it against his sensitive side.

"Does it still hurt?" she asked, her breath brushing against his eyelashes.

Lu Jingci didn't speak, feeling the fine sweat on his palms. Then she squeezed his hand and slowly spread the ointment, as gently as if she were stroking him.

He suddenly realized that he hadn't burned his index finger, but somewhere else.

After Xu Wuning finished applying the ointment, she didn't immediately let go; instead, she interlocked her fingers.

She looked up at him, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Why aren't you saying anything? Is it still in pain?"

As she spoke, she grabbed his hand and abruptly shifted it, pressing it into the gap in the sofa. "How about we do something else, something to make us both comfortable?"

Lu Jingci abruptly pulled his hand back, his breathing quickening. "What do you want to do?"

Xu Wuning's soft voice was seductive, with a bewitching ending, "I'm trying to seduce you, it's so obvious, can't you see?"

"Lu Jingci, I'm so beautiful, don't you want to tonight?"

Lu Jingci's eyes, hidden beneath his eyelashes, were indistinct, and his voice was very hoarse: "I don't want to."

Xu Wuning slowly moved her hand to his shoulder and pressed her whole body against him. "But I want to, I want to make you cry."

"How about we give it a try?"

Just as she was about to unbutton his shirt, Lu Jingci suddenly stood up and hurriedly walked towards the bathroom. "It's a bit hot on summer nights. I'm going to take a shower. You should go to sleep early."

His steps were extremely unsteady, and he walked very fast, almost as if he were fleeing in panic.

Xu Wuning missed her target and gritted her teeth: "Fine, then if you're so capable, then never come out."

Lu Jingci didn't come out of the bathroom until Li Chuan delivered the tea and left.

Xu Wuning leaned back lazily on the sofa and clicked her tongue in exasperation: "Did it fall into the pool?"

A message popped up on my phone; it was an invitation to Wen Fuzhou's daughter, Wen Yao's, birthday dinner.

She and Wen Yao have never gotten along since they were little, and Wen Yao has always liked Lu Jingci. She guesses they're going to have another tough battle tomorrow.

Lu Jingci still hadn't come out of the bathroom. As she waited, Xu Wuning got sleepy and soon fell asleep on the sofa bed.

A quiet night.

The tall figure in the bathrobe walked to her side, covered her with a blanket, stared at her face for a long time, and gently kissed her forehead.

Beneath the thick, humid air, a sickly, joyful voice rang out, "Ningning..."

-

The Wen family's banquet was a grand affair, inviting all the wealthy and influential families in Beijing. The banquet hall was decorated in a luxurious and extravagant manner, making it look extremely lively.

When Xu Wuning walked in, the lively banquet hall seemed to fall silent for a moment.

"Look, Xu Wuning is here!"

Several socialites whispered among themselves: "I feel like she's gotten even prettier since I last saw her. She's probably the most beautiful in our circle. I suddenly think she's prettier than some celebrities."

Someone made a sarcastic remark: "What's the use of being pretty? President Lu doesn't even look at her. She hasn't even won him over yet."

Those around him chimed in, "That's right, that's right."

"I heard that the hostess of today's banquet, Wen Yao, has always liked President Lu. The Wen family even intended to form a marriage alliance with the Lu family before. Wen Yao and Xu Wuning have also had a grudge against each other. Just wait and see, there's going to be a good show later."

Someone interrupted, "You guys are all so busy gossiping, doesn't anyone think Xu Wuning's dress is pretty?"

Xu Wuning wore a retro-style long dress with intricate patterns today. Her wavy hair accentuated her features, making her even more glamorous and alluring. A gemstone necklace adorned her collarbone, and her entire body glowed with whiteness. The hem of her dress swayed gently with each step she took in her high heels.

She heard the whispers but ignored them completely. She slowly picked up a glass of champagne, but before she could take a sip, her gaze met that of Wen Fuzhou and Wen Yao at the top of the stairs on the second floor.

Wen Fuzhou, holding a wine glass, hurriedly came over, "Ningning, you're here? Come, let your uncle toast you."

Xu Wuning smiled generously and politely, "How can an elder toast a junior? If anyone should be toasting, it should be Uncle Wen."

When Wen Yao saw her father's fawning manner, she was furious. She glanced at Xu Wu Ning's face, her malicious eyes filled with envy.

What's so great about Xu Wuning? She just has a foxy face, right?

Especially that day, when her father came home and actually told her: Xu Wuning and Brother Jingci are together? How could that be?! By what right?!

He also told her that the marriage between the Xu and Lu families would only make them stronger, and that she should restrain her temper, not go against Xu Wuning, and stop fantasizing about Lu Jingci.

She was so angry that she locked herself in the house and smashed a lot of things.

In addition, at today's birthday banquet, as soon as Xu Wuning entered, everyone's amazed gaze fell on her, overshadowing even the birthday girl.

Jingci is her brother, how could she allow that bitch Xu Wuning to steal everything that belongs to her?

Her malicious eyes flashed, she sneered, and gestured to a servant not far away, who nodded.

Tonight, she will definitely ruin Xu Wuning's reputation, make Jingci hate her, despise her, and make everyone look down on her!

At this time.

A gasp and commotion erupted at the doorway. "Is that President Lu? What brings President Lu here?"

"It really is, it really is President Lu!"

"Did he come specifically for Wen Yao's birthday banquet? What's their relationship?"

"Is Wen Yao really going to marry President Lu?"

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