“Where’s Dandan?” When Lu Sui came back, he had a remote control airplane model in his hands.

Unfortunately, Wu Dandan was already gone.

“He missed Boss Wu and Ms. Liu, so I sent him back,” Wu Mangmang explained.

Lu Sui handed the airplane to Wu Mangmang. “Oh, then have someone deliver this to him tomorrow.”

Wu Mangmang nodded, thinking that little brat Wu Dandan didn’t understand anything—Lu Sui only controlled him because he cared about him, right?

“There’s a banquet tomorrow. Are you going?” Lu Sui asked Wu Mangmang while changing his clothes.

Of course she wouldn’t go, but she couldn’t say it too directly. Wu Mangmang spent a long time organizing her words in silence.

However, Mr. Lu was always considerate and had already spoken: “Don’t bother thinking up excuses—your brows are all furrowed.” Lu Sui reached out to smooth Wu Mangmang’s brow. “Tomorrow I’ll be bringing a female companion. It’s all arranged by Peng Ze, so don’t overthink it.”

“I won’t,” Wu Mangmang immediately replied.

Although she said this, the more Wu Mangmang thought about it, the more she felt Lu Sui was deceiving her with his words. Moreover, whether she wanted to go or not was her own business, but Lu Sui had clearly already arranged everything beforehand and was just casually mentioning it to her.

Thinking this way made Wu Mangmang uncomfortable, but since Lu Sui hadn’t done anything behind her back and had told her straightforwardly, she could only swallow her grievances.

However, this made Wu Mangmang feel awkward all day, but Lu Sui, such a smart person, was particularly oblivious today.

When old Peter was helping Lu Sui dress in his formal wear, Lu Sui said to Wu Mangmang: “Pick me a pair of cufflinks.”

Wu Mangmang cursed silently: You’re taking women out to fool around and still want me to pick your cufflinks?

But cursing aside, Wu Mangmang had to put on the appearance of a very magnanimous wife on the surface—who told her not to go herself?

Lu Sui had too many cufflinks, enough to make one’s eyes swim, but Wu Mangmang had done this a few times before. She had a good memory for design styles and gemstone materials, and she basically remembered Lu Sui’s entire collection.

Wu Mangmang’s fingertips gently slid over a row of cufflinks, finally landing on a pair embedded with dark blue gemstones. This pair should be newly added—they had a strong design sense, the gemstones were clear and bright, and the quality was very good.

Wu Mangmang picked them up to hand to old Peter, but inadvertently saw the engraving on the setting. One was engraved with “L” and the other with “Z.”

Women’s intuition is particularly frightening, and Wu Mangmang’s eyes immediately narrowed.

Lu Sui’s hand reached over at this moment and took a different pair of cufflinks. “Use these instead. Go pick me a watch too.”

Wu Mangmang made a great effort to appear nonchalant as she put the “LZ” pair back in place and went to get Lu Sui a watch.

After Lu Sui left, Wu Mangmang couldn’t help but check Long Xiujuan’s social media feed. This woman loved to show off all the banquets she attended. Wu Mangmang used to find it quite disdainful, but now she quite liked Long Xiujuan’s habit.

Seeing that Lu Sui was wearing formal attire, Wu Mangmang knew this banquet was very formal.

In the photos Long Xiujuan posted, Wu Mangmang immediately spotted Zhao Xinyun. She was wearing Zuhair Murad’s spring-summer haute couture from this season—a light blue deep-V hand-beaded sheer evening gown.

She was absolutely stunning.

Wu Mangmang threw her phone aside and fell back on the bed. Although there was definitely nothing between Lu Sui and Zhao Xinyun, and Wu Mangmang hadn’t thought much of it before, seeing those cufflinks today had inexplicably made her jealous.

Moreover, among Lu Sui’s pile of cufflinks, who knew how many were gifts from ex-girlfriends?

Lu Sui’s figure couldn’t be seen in Long Xiujuan’s photos, but she had posted a side profile of Lu Sui’s female companion in their close friends group, specifically @ing Wu Mangmang and Lu Qingqing.

Back then, Zhao Xinyun’s news had also been @ed to Wu Mangmang by Long Xiujuan—a true backstabbing “bestie.”

“Why is it her again today? Has she really latched onto my uncle?” Lu Qingqing replied in the group.

This was a newly prominent host from Lu Corporation’s TV station—intellectual and beautiful, with impeccable education and background.

“Looks like Miss Zhao has really become a thing of the past,” Long Xiujuan gloated.

“This woman has such long legs, I’m envious. She must be 172cm tall, right?” Lu Qingqing’s good friend sent a message.

Lu Qingqing appraised her: “She’s not as pretty as our Mangmang though.”

Long Xiujuan typed “hehe.”

Wu Mangmang looked at the intellectual female host’s bare back, her gaze lingering on the hollow of her spine—this look really fit Mr. Lu’s aesthetic.

In the evening, Lu Sui returned to Lu residence at a reasonable time—not even ten o’clock yet.

Wu Mangmang was doing her daily quests in the game at the time. When she heard movement in the corridor, she didn’t move from her seat.

It was the same game as before, but Wu Mangmang had switched to a different server and was raising a new character. Since she didn’t have time to do dungeons, her equipment wasn’t PVE-oriented anymore. Now she was doing PVP, fighting and PKing with people every day. This required high technical skills, and Wu Mangmang was getting beaten up pretty badly.

In the arena, she was often killed by opponents and scolded by teammates. But it didn’t matter—skills were developed through practice. Whether beating people up or getting beaten up, Wu Mangmang felt it was a form of release.

When Lu Sui walked behind Wu Mangmang, she had just been focused down and killed in the arena, so when Wu Mangmang turned to see Lu Sui, her expression definitely couldn’t be called gentle.

Wu Mangmang quit the game, stood up and sniffed Lu Sui’s formal wear. Sure enough, there was the scent of women’s perfume. Usually Wu Mangmang quite liked this fragrance—she had a bottle herself—but at this moment it just seemed pungent.

“Want to delete my equipment again?” Wu Mangmang pushed Lu Sui away and raised her eyebrows.

Lu Sui immediately laughed, walked back over and lowered his head to bite Wu Mangmang’s nose tip. “Jealous? Such a temper?”

Wu Mangmang really couldn’t keep a straight face and claim she wasn’t jealous, because even she felt her behavior was too obvious. So she forcefully pushed Lu Sui with both hands, pushing him down onto the bed, then pounced on him like a fierce tiger and straddled his waist. “I am jealous, so what?”

The more Wu Mangmang thought about it, the angrier she got. “Why must you have a female companion? What would happen if you went alone? Coming back reeking of perfume—it’s really pungent. Don’t know why you didn’t pick someone with better taste.”

“My goodness, where did this tigress come from?” Lu Sui laughed.

“I’m not happy,” Wu Mangmang lay down and rested her head on Lu Sui’s chest, rubbing back and forth.

Although Lu Sui didn’t respond at the time, afterward he never brought female companions to banquets again.

Wu Mangmang was both satisfied and slightly guilty, but she really didn’t like those occasions. Since Lu Sui didn’t pressure her at all, Wu Mangmang was naturally happy to play dumb and slack off.

Sunday morning, Wu Mangmang had just finished 108 sun salutations and was going downstairs to get milk when she happened to see old Peter respectfully welcoming Lu Jianan through the door.

Wu Mangmang was caught completely off guard standing in front of Lu Jianan, not knowing how to react.

“Why is aunt here?” Lu Sui happened to come downstairs after his shower. Obviously he also didn’t know Lu Jianan would appear.

Lu Sui walked over and gently put his arm around Wu Mangmang’s waist. “You’re all sweaty. Go take a shower and come back down.”

Wu Mangmang was about to turn around as if granted amnesty.

“Don’t rush. I have something to say to both of you,” Lu Jianan said coldly.

Wu Mangmang immediately cast Lu Sui a look for help. Lu Sui’s hand gently pinched the tender flesh at Wu Mangmang’s waist behind her back—this meant there was no escape.

“Aunt,” Wu Mangmang called out in a voice as thin as a mosquito’s.

“Mm, sit down,” Lu Jianan put her handbag on the sofa, didn’t look at Wu Mangmang, and directly asked Lu Sui: “When entertaining the Merovingi couple yesterday, why didn’t Mangmang go? Lu Sui, you should know this is very rude.”

The Merovingi couple? Wu Mangmang thought the name sounded familiar, and after thinking for a long time remembered they were Lu Corporation’s important European partners.

Wu Mangmang’s limited knowledge came from Lu Jianan’s briefing last year.

This couple had been married for thirty years, were very loving, and had strong family values. So when Lu Sui entertained them, it would be best to have a female companion with whom he had an established formal relationship to be responsible for entertaining Mrs. Merovingi.

“Go take a shower. You smell weird,” Lu Sui didn’t answer, but said to Wu Mangmang instead.

Wu Mangmang’s face immediately turned from white to red. She stood up, apologized to Lu Jianan, and went upstairs. Being all sweaty made it easy to lack confidence when facing people.

When Wu Mangmang came back downstairs, Lu Sui and Lu Jianan had already moved on to other topics, and the atmosphere was no longer tense.

Lu Jianan still looked at her with both anger and helplessness. When she finally left, although she didn’t say a word, she sighed heavily in front of Wu Mangmang.

After seeing Lu Jianan off, Wu Mangmang asked Lu Sui with great guilt: “Why didn’t you tell me yesterday that you were entertaining the Merovingi couple?”

“It doesn’t matter. I’m not married, so Merovingi won’t mind,” Lu Sui said. “Little aunt was just making an issue out of it—she wanted to come see you.”

Hearing this, Wu Mangmang didn’t feel relieved. She knew she had been willful.

Since starting over with Lu Sui, she should have gone to see Lu Jianan earlier instead of procrastinating like this and making things difficult for Lu Sui caught in the middle.

“I’m making things difficult for you, aren’t I?” Wu Mangmang said quietly.

“No,” Lu Sui kissed Wu Mangmang’s cheek.

Wu Mangmang cleared her throat and said: “Actually, I have another matter that might be a bit difficult for you.” This time Wu Mangmang lowered her head even more, and her voice became even smaller.

Lu Sui frowned. “If you know it’s difficult for me, then don’t say it?”

“Before vacation I applied to participate in Professor Cheng’s ancient tomb group archaeological project. I got a call yesterday—we leave next Tuesday,” Wu Mangmang said.

“If you want to practice, you can smash any porcelain at home, okay?” Lu Sui asked.

“If that’s not enough, I’ll go buy more for you to smash, okay?” Lu Sui asked again.

Wu Mangmang hugged Lu Sui’s waist and buried her head in his chest, saying softly: “I have my own ideals and pursuits too, Lu Sui.”

“Besides, this project won’t exceed two months,” Wu Mangmang looked up and promised Lu Sui. “I’ll call you every day.”

Wu Mangmang was given the cold shoulder by Lu Sui for an entire evening. Even their rock-solid nine o’clock fixed entertainment activity didn’t happen. Until Monday night, Lu Sui still had a cold face.

“Hey, when you went on business trips before, I never gave you the cold shoulder, okay? Just because I’m a woman, I can’t have my own work?” Wu Mangmang’s temper also flared up.

“I don’t have work that takes me away for two months at a time,” Lu Sui said sarcastically.

Wu Mangmang hugged Lu Sui’s waist from behind. “Don’t be stubborn, Mr. Lu. I’ll miss you terribly.”

After a long time, Lu Sui finally turned around and hugged Wu Mangmang. “Don’t participate in such long-term projects again.”

Wu Mangmang didn’t answer, and naturally they parted on bad terms again.

Early Tuesday morning, Wu Mangmang came downstairs with her suitcase.

Lu Sui was having breakfast in the dining room. Wu Mangmang walked while giving instructions: “Annie, pack me two bagels and a box of milk in a paper bag. I’m in a hurry.”

Annie very efficiently packed what Wu Mangmang wanted.

Wu Mangmang took the paper bag, walked to Lu Sui’s side as he ignored her, and lowered her head to kiss his face. “I’m leaving.”

After saying this, Miss Wu really left gracefully without looking back.

The atmosphere in the dining room immediately became frozen. After about three minutes, old Peter, standing as straight as a pine tree, saw Lu Sui throw his napkin on the table. “After being so picky for most of my life, this is what I picked?!”