Stepdaughter of a wealthy family? The little darling of a Beijing tycoon

The downstairs living room was completely silent.

While they were dealing with trivial matters upstairs, only Li Beichen and Lu Jingxing remained in the large living room, sitting facing each other in silence.

Having held a high position for a long time, Lu Jingxing naturally exuded a powerful and imposing aura. Even though he was just sitting quietly without saying a word, he made Li Beichen feel very uncomfortable, and he couldn't find a place to chat during their conversations.

Li Beichen had already noticed that Lu Jingxing's gaze frequently fell towards the stairwell, his eyes revealing an undisguised anticipation and concern.

Knowing that the other person's heart and eyes were full of thoughts about the person upstairs, Li Beichen simply stopped making small talk. The two sat quietly in the room, waiting for Shen Jingshu to appear.

As soon as soft footsteps came from the stairs, the two figures looked up almost simultaneously and stood up.

Two composed and dignified figures stood side by side in the center of the living room, their auras clashing, and a silent undercurrent surging.

"Second Brother." Shen Jingshu first looked at Li Beichen, smiled and nodded, then turned to Lu Jingxing and nodded gently, "It's all taken care of, nothing serious."

Gu Yunzhou followed closely behind, his tone sincere and grateful: "Thank you so much for today, Jing Shu. I've already transferred the payment to your account."

"Brother Gu is a friend of my second brother. It was just a small favor, no need to be so polite," Shen Jingshu politely declined.

"One thing at a time." Gu Yunzhou's attitude was firm. "The most important thing in metaphysics is the balance of cause and effect. You helped my brother resolve the disaster and offset the karmic obstacles, so you should be rewarded in full. Otherwise, the cause and effect will be unstable, which would be inappropriate."

These words were exactly in accordance with the rules of the Xuanmen sect, so Shen Jingshu no longer refused and readily accepted them: "Then thank you very much, Brother Gu."

"It's getting late, we'll take our leave now."

The group moved to the outside of the villa.

The evening breeze was cool, and the night was quiet.

But the next second, a highly dramatic scene suddenly unfolded—

Li Beichen and Lu Jingxing simultaneously stepped forward and opened the passenger doors of their respective cars.

The two movements were synchronized and executed swiftly and decisively.

Both passenger doors opened simultaneously, as if silently waiting and inviting.

Under the night lights, the scene froze for a moment.

Gu Yunzhou stood at the back, a playful smile flashing across his eyes. He crossed his arms and watched the show quietly, fully embracing his gossip-loving attitude.

These two top tycoons in Beijing actually created such a tacit yet awkward scene tonight because of the same young girl.

On the other hand, Shen Jingshu, the person in question, felt slightly embarrassed, her cheeks flushed, and she stood in the middle, caught in a dilemma.

On her left is her brother, and on her right is Lu Jingxing, whose feelings for her are becoming clearer and who is showing her tender affection.

Two car doors, two directions, leaving her momentarily unsure which way to step.

After a brief hesitation, Shen Jingshu spoke softly, gently declining Li Beichen's offer: "Second Brother, I'll just ride in President Lu's car."

Li Beichen paused slightly, looking at his younger sister's frank choice. A hint of helpless amusement flashed in his eyes, but he nodded obediently, "Okay. So you're not going back to the old house, not going home?"

"I won't go home tonight, I'll go straight back to school. I have class early tomorrow morning," Shen Jingshu replied softly.

Upon hearing this, Li Beichen stopped trying to persuade him and turned to Lu Jingxing, saying politely, "Then I'll trouble Mr. Lu to take my sister there."

"It's no trouble at all, it's only right," Lu Jingxing replied, his tone natural and frank, without a trace of politeness.

"We'll be going now, we'll contact you later."

Shen Jingshu waved goodbye. Lu Jingxing nodded slightly to Li Beichen and Gu Yunzhou, then opened the car door. After Shen Jingshu was seated, he started the car and slowly drove away from the villa.

The car headlights cast two streaks of light in the night, gradually disappearing at the end of the road.

Li Beichen remained standing in the same spot, gazing thoughtfully in the direction the car had gone.

Gu Yunzhou stepped forward, put his hand on his shoulder, and said with a hint of teasing, "I say, didn't you notice? The relationship between Jing Shu and President Lu is quite special."

Li Beichen snapped out of his daze, his brows furrowing slightly. He immediately shook his head: "Don't make wild guesses. What is Lu Jingxing's status? He's the head of the Lu family, an equal to my father. How could he possibly have any other thoughts about Jing Shu?"

"What's impossible about that?" Gu Yunzhou raised an eyebrow and said slowly, "Lu Jingxing is twenty-seven this year, and Jing Shu is nineteen, only eight years apart. In our elite circles in Beijing, it's common for couples to marry or fall in love with an age difference of more than ten years. Eight years is nothing at all."

He paused, his words carrying a hint of consideration: "If the two families could really come together, it would be a tremendous good thing for the Li family."

"Don't mention such things again." Li Beichen's face darkened slightly, and his tone was particularly serious. "Jing Shu is the younger sister I protect. Our Li family will never trade her lifelong happiness for personal gain."

"Alright, alright, I was just saying it offhand." Gu Yunzhou quickly waved his hand, abandoning his joking thoughts, and then his expression became more serious. "But I'm not just making things up. Think about it carefully, all these years, Lu Jingxing has held a high position, but has he ever had any women around him, or even the slightest scandal? He has always been aloof and indifferent to worldly affairs, but now he personally drove to pick him up and waited for him the whole time. Every move he made showed that he cared a lot."

At this point, the atmosphere between the two became slightly quiet.

The secret that everyone in the circle knows can't be avoided in the end.

Gu Yunzhou sighed softly: "It's just a pity... everyone says he's physically weak, his life is in danger, and he won't last much longer."

These words struck a nerve with the two men. Being in the same elite circle, everyone knew about Lu Jingxing's health condition, which was the main reason why no one dared to involve him too deeply with others.

Li Beichen was silent for a moment, then waved his hand: "Forget it, it's no use in trying to figure out what others are thinking. There's no point in overthinking here."

"So what do you plan to do?" Gu Yunzhou pressed.

"I'll find an opportunity to ask Jing Shu herself privately later."

Gu Yunzhou asked, puzzled, "Why do you have to ask her?"

Li Beichen looked in the direction where the car disappeared, his gaze resolute:

"What others think and speculate about is all meaningless. Jing Shu is insightful and has her own opinions. Only she knows best what she's really thinking, whether she and Lu Jingxing are just ordinary friends or have something more to do. Instead of making wild guesses, it's better to ask her directly."

The black luxury car was parked steadily at the entrance of Peking University. The night was quiet, and the warm light from the streetlights shone through the car windows, gently filling the small car.

The night was gentle and quiet all around.

Neither of them rushed to get off the train. The atmosphere in the carriage was relaxed and tender, with a subtle ambiguity flowing through it.

Lu Jingxing turned his head, his gaze falling on the girl's beautiful profile. His voice was low and gentle, with a hint of cautious probing: "We're pretty good friends now."

"You don't need to keep calling me President Lu, it's too formal."

Shen Jingshu paused slightly, turned to look at him, and blinked: "Then what should I call you?"