Lu Lin smiled sarcastically at Lu Sui, took out a gilt cigarette case from her handbag, lit one up, the snow-white cigarette paper with crimson nail polish, red lips slightly parted, exhaling a puff of white smoke coldly: “What, afraid I’ll do something to her?”

Lu Sui said: “You can’t beat her.”

Lu Lin was almost choked to death by Lu Sui’s words, snorting coldly.

“About the matter you begged me to handle last time…” Lu Sui’s words hit Lu Lin’s weak spot decisively. She had no choice but to cooperate – it turned out this loving brother really had something to say to her.

As for Wu Mangmang, she secretly sat on the toilet lid playing with her phone for a while, but even in a five-star bathroom, she couldn’t just squat there forever, right?

So she had to tidy her clothes and look at herself in the mirror while washing her hands. Her lip color was a bit pale today, but she’d left in such a hurry this morning that she didn’t even bring makeup tools.

Wu Mangmang was sighing as she walked out of the bathroom when she looked up and saw Shen Ting across from her.

“Mr. Shen.” “Mangmang.”

Wu Mangmang and Shen Ting spoke simultaneously, but clearly their definitions of familiarity weren’t on the same level.

“Just call me Shen Ting.”

Shen Ting was unexpectedly amiable today. Wu Mangmang thought about his relationship with Lu Sui – calling him Shen Ting was appropriate.

So she obediently called out “Shen Ting” again.

“I have something I’d like to ask for your help with, if possible?” Shen Ting said.

Wu Mangmang hesitated a bit, uncertain what help she could offer him, and Shen Ting was clearly acting on impulse.

But friendly mutual assistance had always been Wu Mangmang’s virtue, so she nodded.

The two walked side by side toward the Western restaurant at the other end.

There weren’t many people in the restaurant, with only a few scattered tables occupied. Among them, a beauty in a red wool dress was particularly eye-catching.

Wu Mangmang was such a sensitive person – she immediately sensed trouble coming. Sure enough, she felt warm breath by her ear as Shen Ting pretended intimacy and whispered: “She’s really too noisy.”

Wu Mangmang felt Shen Ting was forcing her into this, but this was her specialty – she was just worried about having nowhere to display it.

Wu Mangmang instantly assessed the situation. The red-dressed beauty had high looks and strong presence, while she herself wasn’t wearing makeup today and was wearing snow boots – she really couldn’t pull off the cold, noble empress act, so she had to settle for second best.

“Shen Ting, this lady is…” Lan Shan saw Shen Ting and Wu Mangmang walking over side by side, immediately feeling a sense of crisis.

Wu Mangmang’s eyes had already become a scene from “Deep Love in the Rain.” She grabbed Shen Ting’s hand, pointing at Lan Shan with trembling fingers, asking as if about to cry: “Who is she?”

Before Shen Ting could speak, Wu Mangmang stole the scene again: “You said you were meeting a client today – is this the woman? No wonder you coaxed me into getting an abortion a few days ago, so you…”

Wu Mangmang’s skin was already pale, and with today’s light lip color, when everyone turned to look, they all had “oh” expressions – this woman really did look like she’d just had an abortion.

It was just rich imagination, really.

Then came a crisp, loud “slap.”

Shen Ting tilted his head.

The waitstaff in the restaurant instantly petrified, not wanting to move, concentrating on watching the drama.

At this moment, she absolutely couldn’t let the parties involved come to their senses.

So Wu Mangmang quickly changed to grasping Shen Ting’s hands with both of hers: “Do you despise me? Despise my background? But when you met me at the nightclub I was only sixteen, you took my first time too – you can’t be so heartless!”

Wu Mangmang’s acting was superb, tears falling like broken pearls. She then turned to plead with Lan Shan: “Miss, please don’t take him away. He’s all I have. You have everything, you’re better than me in every way – please don’t fight me for him, okay?”

Wu Mangmang’s acting had always followed the exaggerated route. Now with Ziwei possessed, she made everyone acting with her feel embarrassed. Lan Shan had no choice but to flee in panic.

“Wu Mangmang, did you take the wrong medicine?!” Shen Ting grabbed Wu Mangmang’s hand, finally getting a chance to cut off Wu Mangmang’s annual tragic drama.

In all his years, Shen Ting had probably never been so humiliated as today.

But Wu Mangmang was still dizzy from the afterglow, saying tearfully: “It hurts, don’t do this. Can I live properly from now on? I’ve already had five abortions.”

“Are you insane?!” Shen Ting was completely speechless.

Wu Mangmang also completely came to her senses at this moment. Being called insane to her face felt absolutely terrible.

She didn’t speak again, but tears kept flowing, falling silently.

But when women cry, it’s not simply crying over one thing. Sometimes remembering recent experiences or life’s joys and sorrows – since she was already crying, she might as well cry enough all at once.

Wu Mangmang sat in the chair with her head down, not speaking, only continuously wiping the overflowing tears with the back of her hand.

Shen Ting probably had no way with quiet women in this lifetime. Wu Mangmang’s silent grievance and sadness hit exactly his sympathy point, forcing him to soften his tone: “Sorry, I shouldn’t have scolded you.”

Wu Mangmang was busy crying and had no time to acknowledge Shen Ting’s apology.

Shen Ting took tissues from the table and handed them to Wu Mangmang, but she didn’t take them at all, turning her head away and continuing to cry.

Shen Ting had no choice but to take the tissues himself and wipe Wu Mangmang’s tears.

Wu Mangmang looked up and grasped Shen Ting’s hand. He really was a crude man – this kind of tissue wiping really hurt her face, but the atmosphere was so good that she absolutely couldn’t say anything to ruin it. Wu Mangmang gazed at Shen Ting with tearful eyes: “Don’t despise my background, okay?”

This was really endless. Shen Ting truly couldn’t understand young girls’ behavior these days.

“Mangmang.”

There was a voice that sounded like it came from the snowy plateau.

Wu Mangmang’s body stiffened. She couldn’t believe she’d be this unlucky – she was still holding Shen Ting’s hand! She hastily let go.

After letting go, she thought her action seemed too guilty, but no matter what she did, it was wrong.

“Lu Sui.” Shen Ting called out to greet Lu Sui.

A moment later he realized that Lu Sui had called Wu Mangmang’s name first, not his.

Wu Mangmang was used to Lu Sui’s cold treatment – she didn’t expect him to point at her nose and scold her for adultery.

Wu Mangmang obediently walked behind Lu Sui, making a throat-slitting gesture at Shen Ting to indicate he’d gotten her killed.

“You two…” Shen Ting asked hesitantly.

Before Lu Sui could speak, Wu Mangmang quickly linked her arm through his. The onlooking crowd hadn’t paid and left yet – the show couldn’t change scripts halfway through.

“Why did you come? I know you’re doing this for my own good, but if I don’t see his betrayal with my own eyes, I can’t give up,” Wu Mangmang said.

Wu Mangmang had to add another line obsequiously: “After comparing, I realize you’re the one who treats me best. I’ve completely let go now.”

Wu Mangmang waved at Shen Ting: “Take care, I won’t see you out.”

Please, “adulterer,” leave quickly.

Lu Sui glanced at the two sets of tableware on the table, then asked Shen Ting: “Your friend left? Let’s eat together.”

Shen Ting nodded.

The three walked toward a private room together. Halfway there, when they passed the restroom, Wu Mangmang said: “I want to go to the restroom.”

Though she said this, her arm remained hooked through Lu Sui’s, as if she wanted to drag him into the women’s restroom.

“You go first. Lu Lin is in the private room – Tengwang Pavilion,” Lu Sui nodded to Shen Ting.

When Shen Ting turned and left, Wu Mangmang finally breathed a sigh of relief. Based on her experience, such things must be explained immediately, or who knows what strange rumors might ferment.

“Well, I just came out of the restroom and happened to run into Shen Ting,” Wu Mangmang naturally couldn’t drag Lu Sui into the women’s restroom, but fortunately there was a large potted plant nearby. She pulled Lu Sui into the corner to explain.

“He was here for a blind date, but he found that woman too noisy, so he forced me to help him get out of it,” Wu Mangmang rolled her eyes helplessly. “I really don’t know what my fate is. Back then Xiao Gugong looked down on Shen Yuanzi and also dragged me to help him out. I’m almost becoming a professional love-wrecker.”

Wu Mangmang clasped her hands at her chest, looking pleadingly at Lu Sui whose emotions were unclear: “You can understand, right?”

“I was holding his hand just now because I got too into character and hadn’t snapped out of it yet,” Wu Mangmang explained everything she could. “You know me, right? I’ll make an appointment with Dr. Wu on Monday, okay?”

But Lu Sui still showed no reaction. Wu Mangmang felt her legs go weak under his stare. Apparently he wasn’t receptive to soft tactics, but she couldn’t be tough either.

Wu Mangmang had to say seriously: “Whether you believe it or not, I will never have an affair in this lifetime. If I ever fall for someone else in the future, I’ll definitely tell you and only start after we break up.”

“Fall for someone else?” Lu Sui savored these words in his mouth.

Wu Mangmang quickly said: “But I think that possibility is minimal – at most one percent. With you as the precious jade before me, how could I possibly look favorably on other rubble, right?”

Wu Mangmang felt that facing Lu Sui, her coaxing skills were improving by leaps and bounds daily.

This role-reversed dynamic made even her feel dizzy.

“Didn’t you want to go to the restroom? Not going yet?” Lu Sui said.

“I didn’t really want to go to the restroom. I was just eager to explain to you, afraid you’d get too angry,” Wu Mangmang’s sweet talk was getting smoother – she was starting to understand how Ning Zheng had cultivated his skills.

“Go wash your hands,” Lu Sui said.

Standing at the sink, Wu Mangmang realized – could Lu Sui be jealous?

This man’s expression was too subtle; she could only guess.

Coming out, Wu Mangmang spread her white, tender little hands in front of Lu Sui to show off: “All clean! I even used hand soap.”

Now it only has my scent – Wu Mangmang didn’t dare say this, afraid of provoking Lu Sui to anger. Being someone’s girlfriend was really not easy.

“Mm,” Lu Sui responded.

Wu Mangmang’s hand was taken by Lu Sui as she followed him into the private room.

Wu Mangmang felt this kind of public display of affection was really childish, but didn’t dare tell Lu Sui.

“Why are you so slow? Do you even go to the restroom together? You don’t need Mangmang to help support you while you pee, do you?” Lu Lin said impatiently.

Wu Mangmang automatically responded: “Support what?”

When Wu Mangmang realized what she’d said, she really wanted to kneel to Lu Lin. It wasn’t that she didn’t understand these things – she just hadn’t expected Lu Lin to speak so boldly, so she hadn’t thought in that direction at all.

But following Lu Lin’s words now, Wu Mangmang couldn’t help shivering.

Fortunately, both gentlemen had the skill of selective hearing and directly ignored this cold joke.

As soon as Lu Sui sat down, his phone rang. It was Ning Zheng.

While he took the call, the other three couldn’t just sit in silence. Lu Lin said to Shen Ting: “By the way, I didn’t get to ask earlier – didn’t Yuanzi say you had a date with Miss Lan from Kaiyue Electronics today? It ended so quickly?”

This was really hitting where it hurt. Wu Mangmang and Shen Ting’s gazes met in the air before each looked away.

“Mm,” Shen Ting responded.

He and Lu Sui were truly worthy friends. Wu Mangmang kept wondering how these two communicated.

You “mm” and I “ah.”

“Ning Zheng is coming over later,” Lu Sui put down the phone and called the waiter to have all the dishes removed and a new table set.

Actually, Ning Zheng and Shen Yuanzi were almost there, so they appeared in the private room very quickly.

“Oh, what’s the occasion today? Everyone’s here?” Ning Zheng smiled as he walked in, with Shen Yuanzi on his arm.

But the next second Ning Zheng realized something was off about the seating arrangement.

How could Wu Mangmang be sitting next to Lu Sui?

Wu Mangmang was so perceptive – without Ning Zheng even asking, she said to Lu Sui under the surprised gazes of the two newcomers: “I want some soup.”

Lu Sui picked up the small bowl in front of Wu Mangmang and ladled her some soup.

This made their relationship obvious – Ning Zheng and Shen Yuanzi no longer needed to doubt.

“How did you get here so fast?” Lu Lin asked.

“He suddenly said he wanted to play with guns,” Shen Yuanzi sat down next to Lu Lin, the “he” naturally referring to Ning Zheng.

“Oh,” Lu Lin looked meaningfully at Ning Zheng.

Just then Shen Yuanzi had a phone call and got up to answer it outside. Ning Zheng looked at Lu Sui and Wu Mangmang, who was buried in her soup: “When did this happen?”

“I only found out yesterday too,” Lu Lin decisively distanced herself, showing no sisterly affection.

“You two are really low-key enough,” Ning Zheng smiled. If his gaze toward Wu Mangmang wasn’t so sharp, the smile would have been more sincere.

Ning Zheng hadn’t expected to misjudge – Wu Mangmang’s coldness toward him was apparently just because she wanted to cling to Lu Sui’s thicker thigh.

But what Ning Zheng hadn’t expected was that after Lu Sui’s years of being single, he’d actually been taken down by this little vixen Wu Mangmang.

“I saw your Weibo post this morning – I was wondering who was chopping scallions for you,” Ning Zheng said.

“What scallions?” Lu Lin turned her head and also took out her phone to browse, feeling her eyes get flashed.

Others might not know Lu Sui’s private side, but how could Lu Lin not be clear? She’d watched him grow up wearing diapers.

Lu Sui was fundamentally a man spoiled by family and women, but he was indeed excellent enough that those halos seemed to cover all his flaws.

But Lu Lin felt Lu Sui was like an oncoming car with high beams on at night – instantly blinding your dog eyes and about to take your life the next second.

She really didn’t know what these women saw in him.

Lu Lin couldn’t help laughing when she looked at the photo of Lu Sui chopping scallions – the image was unthinkable.

Could they let people drink soup in peace?! Wu Mangmang really wanted to throw her bowl.

Fortunately, Shen Yuanzi pushed the door open and entered, directing the attack straight at Shen Ting.

“Brother, what’s wrong with you? Lan Shan was so angry she cried, saying you’re keeping a nightclub princess outside,” Shen Yuanzi said disapprovingly.

The first half was okay, but the second half made Wu Mangmang almost bury her head in the bowl.

Shen Ting was too lazy to deal with Shen Yuanzi’s “hearsay.”

Shen Yuanzi was used to her brother’s glumness – no wonder he had money and looks but still no girlfriend. Who could stand it?

“I don’t care anymore. Lan Shan is coming over later too – you explain clearly to her,” Shen Yuanzi sat down huffily.

Good lord, wouldn’t they be exposed face-to-face? Wu Mangmang couldn’t help shedding bitter tears for herself and Shen Ting.

Speak of the devil – though Lan Shan had been chased away by Wu Mangmang, she hadn’t left.

But she didn’t come alone – there was a graceful, stunning beauty behind her.

It was Lan Yue!

Wu Mangmang couldn’t help getting excited, saying to Lu Lin beside her: “Is that Lan Yue from Lan Yue Jewelry?”

Lu Lin nodded.

This was absolutely Wu Mangmang’s idol.

Distinguished family background, outstanding talent, and most fatally, looks that directly killed all current female stars. Lan Yue Jewelry never hired other celebrities as spokesmodels – boss Lan Yue had once been countless otaku’s dream girl, topping the list of “women this city’s men most want to xx with” for several years.

She’d also held the title of this city’s number one beauty for five years – no one had broken her record yet.

Most importantly, the now-famous Lan Yue Jewelry was founded by Lan Yue herself at eighteen. Though she certainly had family support, Wu Mangmang knew that with the same background, few could achieve Lan Yue’s level of success.

Though Lan Yue was no longer in her prime at forty, her appearance was practically reverse-aging – she looked thirty at most, and her temperament was truly beyond reach.

Lan Yue was Wu Mangmang’s idol because she knew she could never achieve Lan Yue’s level of success in this lifetime.

And Lan Yue was Lan Shan’s sister.

As soon as Lan Shan entered and saw Wu Mangmang, she sneered and turned to leave, but was gently held back by Lan Yue: “What’s wrong? Having another tantrum?”

Even her voice was so gentle and pleasant. Wu Mangmang was completely conquered.

Lan Shan said aggrievedly: “Since she’s sitting here, why should I come to humiliate myself?”

“She?” Lan Yue followed Lan Shan’s gaze and saw Wu Mangmang.

Wu Mangmang was extremely embarrassed – she couldn’t very well say it was because Lan Shan was too noisy, so Shen Ting had dragged her to act, could she?

Lan Shan whispered something in Lan Yue’s ear. Lan Yue glanced at Wu Mangmang, then at Lu Sui, smiling as she pulled Lan Shan to sit: “You must have misunderstood. This young lady was definitely joking with you earlier.”

Wu Mangmang quickly rolled down the ladder Lan Yue had thrown her: “Sorry, I made a boring joke earlier. I just wanted to tease Shen Ting and see his expression change. His angry face was really funny.” Wu Mangmang didn’t care if others laughed – she “forced a smile” first.

“Who jokes like that?” Though Lan Shan’s anger toward Shen Ting had subsided, her anger toward Wu Mangmang shot up another notch.

Lan Yue squeezed Lan Shan’s hand under the table: “What a pity I wasn’t there then. I’d really like to see Shen Ting’s expression change too. He has the same expression year-round – it is a bit monotonous.”

Great minds think alike! Wu Mangmang wanted to rush over and grasp Lan Yue’s hands to pour out her heart.

Lu Lin expressed agreement, while Shen Yuanzi looked coldly at Wu Mangmang.

Since Lan Shan had calmed down, everyone being old acquaintances immediately warmed up.

“When did you return to the country? Why didn’t you tell us so we could welcome you back?” Lu Lin asked Lan Yue.

“Just got back yesterday – haven’t had time to contact you all yet,” Lan Yue smiled.

Her voice was gentle and soft, her smile gentle and soft too. Though startlingly beautiful, she had the approachability of a neighborhood sister, seeming to have good relationships with Ning Zheng, Shen Ting and the others.

“Perfect timing then – since everyone’s here, let’s do it tonight,” Lu Lin said.

Lan Yue smiled and nodded, looking openly toward Lu Sui: “Long time no see.”

Lu Sui replied: “Yes.”

Wu Mangmang looked up at Lu Sui – this man’s lip curve was actually several degrees gentler than usual. The goddess’s charm truly had no bounds.

Lu Lin leaned toward Wu Mangmang: “She’s Lu Sui’s bed partner.”

Wu Mangmang was immediately choked by the water she’d just drunk, fortunately turning away quickly enough not to spray it on the table.

Lu Sui handed Wu Mangmang a napkin and gently patted her back.

After Wu Mangmang caught her breath, she turned to apologize to everyone: “Sorry.”

Though hearing that Lan Yue was Lu Sui’s bed partner surprised her at first, afterward she felt an inexplicable pride – my boyfriend actually slept with my goddess.

It was like the general audience’s pride of “my boyfriend actually slept with Sister Zhiling.”

“I don’t know this young lady yet,” Lan Yue smiled at Wu Mangmang, who didn’t seem to be from their circle.

“My girlfriend, Mangmang,” Lu Sui said.

Lan Yue’s smile didn’t change, but Lan Shan’s “incredible, how is this possible” expression couldn’t be suppressed. If it were someone else, Miss Lan would probably curse: Are you blind, choosing this crazy woman over my sister?

But she didn’t dare ruffle Lu Sui’s feathers, so she could only use eyes bigger than a cow’s to show her shock.

Actually, Lan Shan’s mental activity was also Wu Mangmang’s mental activity.

Did Lu Sui’s brain get waterlogged?

“Your girlfriend is really beautiful,” Lan Yue praised. “Very young.”

“Thank you,” Lu Sui said.

Mature adults’ dialogue – a few short words expressed each other’s feelings perfectly.

Lu Lin probably felt Wu Mangmang hadn’t been choked enough, leaning over to whisper in her ear: “Lan Yue dumped Lu Sui.”

Ding ding ding ding!

If Lan Yue’s sign in Wu Mangmang’s heart had originally been made of gold, now it was gold inlaid with diamonds.

Regarding Lan Yue dumping Lu Sui, Wu Mangmang wasn’t surprised at all – the goddess deserved a better man.

Wu Mangmang’s expression was beyond Lu Lin’s expectations. She’d thought she’d see a young girl’s jealousy, but Wu Mangmang looked at Lan Yue with eyes practically sparkling with stars of infatuation.

Compared to men, women actually preferred looking at women. When seeing a woman they admired, they couldn’t help looking again and again, from head to toe, from hairstyle to outfit, appreciating everything and mentally dressing themselves the same way.

But Wu Mangmang felt she definitely couldn’t wear a qipao with Lan Yue’s kind of charming allure.

Originally everyone had come to the mountain lodge to play with guns, but Lan Yue seemed very uninterested in such things. Everyone naturally accommodated her, changing the gathering location to the rose garden.

The Rose Manor was Lan Yue’s property, planted with roses collected from around the world, especially famous for its rose afternoon tea.

When XX Lady visited this city, she’d also made a special trip to the Rose Manor.

Lan Yue Jewelry’s logo was a diamond rose, showing the owner’s love for roses – so much so that Wu Mangmang also particularly liked this flower.

“Mind if I borrow your boyfriend for a word, Mangmang?” Lan Yue looked at Wu Mangmang.

“Of course not,” Wu Mangmang almost wanted to package Lu Sui up and deliver him to Lan Yue’s bed. She felt very guilty for destroying their CP.