Lu Wenzhou raised his cold eyes: "What else?"
Xu Yan kicked him: "You useless thing, go and grab it. If you don't do it now, will you regret it if you have to wait until Joey sends you a wedding invitation?"
Lu Wenzhou was stung sharply by these words.
The thought of Joey marrying another man in the future made his heart hurt as if it were being torn apart by several hunting dogs.
His dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became brighter.
"Chen Zhuo, go to the wine cellar and get the bottle of wine I treasure."
Chen Zhuo immediately responded with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Lu, I'll bring it right away."
His speed was indeed not what he was boasting about. In less than five minutes, he came back, holding a bottle of fine wine that he had treasured for many years.
Lu Wenzhou took the bottle of wine and left the private room with long strides. Several men shouted from behind.
"Come on, I hope you don't end up in the crematorium when you pursue your wife."
Joey was lowering his eyes and listening to Mrs. Yan telling her industry anecdotes, with a gentle and pure smile on his face.
Just then, the waiter knocked on the door and came in.
He smiled and said, "Mr. Yan, Mr. Lu is here to bring you wine."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Lu Wenzhou standing at the door with broad shoulders and long legs.
A bottle of good wine in hand.
He nodded to Mr. Yan and Mrs. Yan naturally, and said politely: "I heard that Mr. Yan and Mrs. Yan are dining here. I came to excuse you. This is a good wine that I have treasured for many years. Give it to Yan." Sir, bring it here for a taste."
Mr. Yan immediately smiled and waved to him: "Mr. Lu, you're welcome. Come and sit."
Lu Wenzhou passed by Joey with an indifferent expression.
A corner of his suit scratched Joey's gnarled arms.
He nodded politely towards her and Yan Xingcheng, "I didn't expect Miss Qiao to be here too. What a coincidence."
Mrs. Yan asked in surprise: "Do you know each other?"
Lu Wenzhou glanced at Joey and said calmly: "Ms. Qiao used to be my secretary, but then she resigned and went to Yan Gongzi Law Firm."
Joey was worried that he said something he shouldn't have said, so he immediately nodded politely at him.
"Mr. Lu, long time no see."
It was just a polite word, but Lu Wenzhou took it seriously.
He looked at Joey with gentle eyes: "Miss Qiao, noble people often forget things. Didn't we just meet in the morning?"
What he said was very ambiguous, and Yan Xingcheng on the side instantly understood its meaning.
He immediately changed the subject: "Since Mr. Lu has brought wine, we have to be respectful and obey him. I'll have a taste."
After speaking, he asked the waiter to open the wine and pour a glass for everyone.
Then he raised his cup and said: "From now on, our small law firm will still rely on Mr. Lu for his care, so I will do it first as a token of respect."
Lu Wenzhou followed suit, and then said with a smile: "Didn't Lawyer Qiao tell you? We had a good talk yesterday. I have agreed to sign a contract with you. Just ask her to bring the contract and sign it when she comes."
Mr. Yan didn't know about the grudge between them. He smiled and patted Lu Wenzhou on the shoulder and said, "Mr. Lu, I didn't expect you to be so helpful. We drank this glass of wine."
After several rounds, Lu Wenzhou drank several drinks in a row.
He didn't eat much today, and drinking on an empty stomach would make him easily intoxicated.
Plus he was in a bad mood.
After a while, he felt a burning pain in his stomach.
With rare pity in his eyes, he looked at Joey opposite and said, "Joy, I have a stomachache."
Joey was discussing the case with Mrs. Yan. When they heard these words, they both looked at Lu Wenzhou at the same time.
His face was pale, his brows were tightly knitted, and he looked very painful.
Mrs. Yan was the first to speak warmly: "What's going on? Did you drink too much?"
Lu Wenzhou held his stomach and said in pain: "I haven't eaten for a day, and I drank a little too much. I may have a stomach problem. I have medicine in the car. I'll be fine if I take one pill later."
Mr. Yan immediately said: "Xiaojiu, help Mr. Lu get the medicine from the car."
Just as Yan Xingcheng was about to stand up, he was stopped by Lu Wenzhou.
"There are several bottles of medicine in the car. I can't tell which ones they are. Secretary Qiao used to manage them, so I asked her to accompany me there."
How could Joey not see what Lu Wenzhou meant.
But because the Yan family and his wife were present, she was embarrassed to expose it, so she could only bite the bullet and said: "Mr. Yan, Mrs. Yan, please excuse me while I go help Mr. Lu get the medicine."
"Okay, go quickly."
Just as she was about to stand up, Lu Wenzhou grabbed her wrist.
He then stood up and nodded to the Yan family couple: "I'm not feeling well, so I won't disturb your family's meal. I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, he covered his stomach with one hand, held Joey with the other, and walked toward the door in pain.
Seeing the door to the room being closed, Mrs. Yan seemed to see through everything and looked at Yan Xingcheng meaningfully.
"Mom is not a conservative person, and she never cares about the other person's relationship history, but Joey's situation doesn't seem to be as simple as you think. I think Lu Wenzhou treats her differently."
A good meal was ruined by Lu Wenzhou, and Yan Xingcheng didn't look very good.
He said in a low voice: "They had a relationship before, but now they have broken up."
Mrs. Yan smiled and patted her son on the shoulder: "Mom knows that you have liked her for many years, but feelings need to go in both directions. You can't just pay unilaterally. So, you still have to see what Joey thinks. I think she treats you. It doesn't mean that.
You are a bit over the top right now. If you try getting along with someone else, maybe you will let go of this relationship slowly. "
Yan Xingcheng took a sip of wine, his face full of pain.
"It's not that I haven't tried it. I thought the same way in my first year abroad, so I dated a girlfriend and we dated for half a year, but we broke up in the end because I couldn't forget Joey.
So no matter what, this time I don't want to give up on her as easily as I did three years ago. "
Looking at her son's firm eyes, Mrs. Yan smiled and said, "No matter what decision you make, we will support you. Just don't make it difficult for Joey, don't make yourself too embarrassed, and know how to advance and retreat."
Faced with such enlightened parents, Yan Xingcheng nodded with pleasure.
Joy was pulled out of the room by Lu Wenzhou, and within a few steps, she broke away from Lu Wenzhou.
She looked at him with no expression on her face: "Is it time for Mr. Lu's performance to end?"
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Lu Wenzhou's forehead, and he looked at Joey with endless sadness in his eyes.
"Joy, I didn't lie to you. I really have a stomachache. Don't ignore me."
Joey didn't show any distress on his face. Instead, he took out his cell phone from his bag and called Chen Zhuo.
"Assistant Chen, when you get to the elevator on the third floor, your Mr. Lu has a stomach problem and needs to be sent to the hospital immediately."
Lu Wenzhou looked at Joey with some disappointment.
In the past, Joey would feel extremely distressed if he felt a little uncomfortable.
One time he drank too much and caused stomach bleeding. Joey was so frightened that he cried for a long time.
At that time, she was lying in his arms, his shirt wet with tears, and she looked at him fiercely, "Lu Wenzhou, if you dare to drink like this next time, I will ignore you."
At that time, Joey's eyes were full of love and distress.
But now Joey's eyes were only cold and ruthless.
Lu Wenzhou didn't know whether it was stomachache or heartache. He felt that his eyes were moist, as if something was gathering more and more.
His voice was a little weak: "Joy, what can you do to forgive me?"
