"Who is that person?"
"His wife,"
"Wife?" Huanong was surprised: "He is married?"
Someone like Jiang Yue'an is not necessarily someone who will get married early. Huanong was indeed a little surprised to say that he was married, and looking from a distance, he seemed to be very protective of this girl.
Quite the meaning of a sharp-minded person.
"Well, it's been a few years."
"How many years?" Good guy, you really married young!
"Do you have a story?" Huanong was very excited about eating melon.
Lu Jing'an has always been someone who doesn't like gossip. He led Huanong into another box, took the menu and handed it to her: "Yes, you can explore it yourself later."
The story is too long, and the grudges and entanglements between wealthy families cannot be explained clearly in just one or two sentences.
Huanong knew the temperament of a veteran cadre like him, so he curled his lips and said oh.
Lu Jing'an's side was more harmonious. The man raised his hand to make tea, while Huanong lowered his head to order.
Just when I was thinking about what to eat, I heard the sound of breaking glasses in the box behind me.
In an instant, Huanong put down the menu in his hand and turned around to press against the wall to hear what happened. Lu Jingan looked at it and shook his head helplessly.
"I told you, I don't want to go out to eat."
"You don't want to come out, do you want to stay at home? What are you doing at home? Are you watching your old sweetheart eating?"
"Jiang Yue'an, you are so dirty."
"Don't push me!!!"
Huanong vaguely heard these words and wanted to hear them again. He heard the sound of someone pushing open the cubicle door outside.
The quarrel stopped abruptly.
"Have you finished listening? Come over and order food after you have finished listening."
"Didn't they get married out of love? Could it be a family marriage?" Huanong blinked curiously, looking at Lu Jing'an waiting for him to learn more. She knew that this bitch must know something.
With his temperament, he might have investigated the matter clearly long ago.
"Have a meal!!!!"
Lu Jing'an spoke poorly and interrupted Huanong's whims with a cold face.
Just as the meal was about to end, the box door was pushed open, and Mr. Jiang appeared in front of the door on crutches. When he saw Huanong, he was a little surprised.
"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Lu is mine today, and there are no outsiders."
Huanong held his cheek and looked at the person standing at the door, with a strong sense of unwelcome in his words.
"Then please move, Mr. Lu, and let's chat for a few words." The old man stood at the door with no intention of getting out of the way.
The box was spacious and could accommodate ten people, let alone two people. Lu Jingan naturally would not give him the honor to go out, and his pleading eyes fell on Huanong with questioning.
The latter felt warm in his heart. He could have decided directly, but instead asked for her opinion.
This bitch man can really hold her down in every detail.
"Boss Lu actually opened his mouth, so I'll go out and wait."
Huanong finished speaking and walked out of the private room with his bag. When passing by Hengqing, he vaguely felt something smell passing by his nose.
It felt inexplicably familiar, as if I had smelled it there just now.
The French restaurant was on the sixth floor of the mall, surrounded by restaurants. Huanong carried his bag and went out. Instead of walking far, he leaned on the railing and flipped through his cell phone to check something.
When he lowered his head, he vaguely felt someone looking at him.
When he raised his eyes... he saw Jiang Yue'an leading someone out, facing each other face to face. Only then did Huanong clearly see the girl's face. Xiaojia Biyu, a girl from Jiangnan, had a pair of beautiful eyebrows. Even if she just looked at her without saying anything, she had a kind of look. The taste of flirting.
No wonder...no wonder people like Jiang Yue'an get married young.
What kind of man wouldn't be attracted to a girl with such a gentle and gentle face and beady eyes?
It is estimated that a straight man like Lu Jing'an, who has been single for 800 years, will be softened by other people's gentle words.
Huanong was sizing her up, so why wasn't she sizing up Huanong?
"What a coincidence, Young Master Jiang is here too?" Huanong leaned on the railing with a lazy posture, holding a limited edition bag in his hand.
The charming posture is very much like the madam in the Goulan wine shop in ancient times.
The ability to welcome and deliver guests is first class.
"Princess Hua is still in the capital?"
"Well! It's rare for people from the countryside to go to the city." People in the capital have always looked down on Beijing and Hong Kong. The wealthy families in Beijing and Hong Kong are always inferior in their eyes.
Huanong's words were sarcastic and a little mocking.
"Princess Hua is joking, the people in the countryside can't afford a bag worth two million dollars."
Huanong looked down at the bag in his hand and curled his lips: "I didn't expect Young Master Jiang to know a lot about bags!"
"Ready to leave after dinner? Don't you want to wait for the old man?"
Jiang Yue'an frowned when he heard Huanong's words.
"Looking at Young Master Jiang's face, he probably doesn't know that the old man is inside."
"Oh! Mr. Lu is here too."
Mr. Jiang must have come to Lu Jing'an because of Jiang Wanzhou's affairs. At this time, he had no choice whether to stay or go in and find someone.
He glanced sideways at the person standing next to him: "Are you waiting for me here?"
"You go in!"
Jiang Yue'an wanted to leave, but he felt uneasy and called the driver downstairs. When the driver came up, he turned around and went in with peace of mind.
So close?
Weakness? ? ?
Huanong rubbed his hands while holding the bag.
If she hadn't adhered to the principle of women not making things difficult for women, she would have gone up to greet people by now.
"Miss Hua."
Huanong picked up the bag and was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by the woman behind him, with an urgent tone.
Huanong sighed slightly and turned to look at the person: "Do you know me?"
"I don't know you, but I... heard my friends mention you."
The woman's voice in front of her was as melodious as a warbler's, and her voice was so sweet that it was no wonder that it sounded so sweet during a quarrel.
Huanong stood up straight and looked at her, waiting for the second part of her sentence.
As for the latter, he groaned without saying a word for a long time.
"you…………"
"Madam, sir is out."
The girl seemed to have mustered up the courage to say something, but the timely reminder from the people around her stopped her.
Huanong's eyes fell on the door of the restaurant.
Lu Jing'an came quickly, with a cold temperament.
Behind him were the old man, Jiang Yue'an and others. Obviously... the old man didn't take advantage of the conversation just now.
………………
"Teacher Lu, there is someone looking for you at the door."
In the Beijing-Hong Kong University office building, someone knocked on the door of Lu Chu's office.
"who?"
"The other party said his name was Jiang Wanzhou."
Bang... The signature pen in Lu Chu's hand fell on the table.
After being silent for a while, he stood up and went to the door, opened it, and saw someone he hadn't seen for thirty years standing in front of him. In a daze, he thought he had returned to thirty years ago, that person with an astonishing appearance. The girl appeared in front of him, with tears in her eyes, crying about all the injustices she had suffered.
After many years, we met again, starting with silence.
"You won't invite me in?" After listening carefully, Jiang Wanzhou's voice trembled slightly.
Lu Chu heard the sound and closed the door behind him: "Let's go out and chat!"
There is no shortage of cafes near the university. Jiang Wanzhou's impression of this place is still that of the old campus. Unexpectedly, thirty years have passed and things have changed.
"I thought it would be the same here."
Lu Chu took the coffee from the waiter and handed it to her: "After so many years, nothing can remain the same."
"Including you?"
