For half a month, Zhong Lingyu did not see Shen Huaizhou again.
When we met again, it was at a banquet.
The coming-of-age ceremony for the third son of the Xia family was held at a banquet for celebrities from all walks of life.
Originally, the Zhong family was not qualified to go, but as Zhong Mingzhu was the eighteenth-room concubine of the head of the Xia family, the Zhong family could barely be considered an in-law.
Therefore, Zhong Yuming and Zhong Lingyu came to attend the banquet.
But no one took their father and daughter seriously.
Zhong Yuming can only talk to Zhong Mingzhu.
Zhong Lingyu was disgusted with this hypocritical social scene and found an excuse to go to the corner.
Soon, she saw a familiar figure.
Not far away, Shen Huaizhou strode over in a pure black and white suit.
He stood in the crowd, with a bit of the nobility of a rich man in his wild manner.
And beside him, there was a fashionable and beautiful girl.
The two behaved intimately, just like a couple.
The girl's eyes were filled with admiration for Shen Huaizhou.
Zhong Lingyu recognized that this girl seemed to be Calormen's number one, Fu Laoliu.
Shen Huaizhou lowered his head, put it against her ear, and said something.
In just half a month, Shen Huaizhou has found a new love.
A chill ran down Zhong Lingyu's spine: She had actually had feelings for Shen Huaizhou back then.
Fortunately, she was not carried away by Shen Huaizhou's occasional tenderness.
She looked away indifferently.
Then she saw Chen Tingze in the middle of the banquet hall.
Chen Tingze also saw her.
Zhong Lingyu narrowed her eyes and smiled at him.
This smile was filled with guilt and the helplessness of being alienated.
Chen Tingze looked at her quietly, the curve of his lips gradually rising.
Shen Huaizhou, who deliberately ignored Zhong Lingyu, saw this scene: Zhong Lingyu and Chen Tingze looked at each other affectionately, like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl who had been separated for a long time, as if they were longing to meet again.
Shen Huaizhou's eyes darkened and the strength in his arms tightened.
Fu Laoliu hissed in pain.
She said aggrievedly: "Young Marshal, you hurt me."
Shen Huaizhou let go of her with an indifferent expression.
Fu Laoliu secretly placed his eyes on Zhong Lingyu and asked quietly: "Young Marshal, is that the woman you like?"
Shen Huaizhou hummed lightly.
"She is indeed beautiful." Although Fu Laoliu was jealous, he had to admit that Zhong Lingyu was very beautiful.
Then, she changed the subject, "But..."
"But what?" Shen Huaizhou looked at her sideways.
"Young Marshal, I told you, don't be angry." Fu Laoliu pursed his lips, as if he was being coquettish.
Shen Huaizhou looked irritated.
He originally wanted to light a cigarette, but when he thought it was at a banquet, he put the cigarette back and said, "Say."
"This woman doesn't seem to be interested in you, young marshal." Fu Laoliu took courage, "I think she treats the gentleman in the wheelchair a little differently."
Shen Huaizhou held a wine glass in his hand.
The thin glass suddenly shattered in his hand.
The amber wine slid down his well-jointed fingertips and into his sleeves.
Fu Laoliu was startled.
She instinctively hid behind.
Because half a month ago, she was still fresh in her mind about how she was almost strangled to death by the drunken Shen Huaizhou.
She leaves a shadow.
But this shadow is nothing compared to glory and wealth.
Fu Laoliu plucked up the courage and called the waiter to wipe Shen Huaizhou's palms.
Shen Huaizhou directly pulled the veil into his hand, turned around and walked away.
Fu Laoliu stamped his feet unwillingly, lifted up his skirt, and followed closely.
Zhong Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Shen Huaizhou leaving.
She always felt that there was a vague sight fixed on her.
It made her feel very oppressive.
No need to think, it must be Shen Huaizhou.
She originally wanted to hide in the bathroom for a while, but Shen Huaizhou left early.
Zhong Lingyu felt relieved.
She silently hid in the corner and ate.
A moment later, Adjutant Li appeared in front of her unexpectedly, "Miss Zhong, the young marshal is waiting for you outside."
"What does he want from me?" Zhong Lingyu was very cold.
Adjutant Li replied: "You will find out when you go."
Zhong Lingyu did not refuse.
She knew Shen Huaizhou's temperament.
If she doesn't go, he will find a way to kidnap her away.
Shen Huaizhou is an out-and-out robber.
So, she left the banquet while Zhong Yuming wasn't paying attention.
Adjutant Li took her to the parking lot and opened the car door for her.
When she got into the car, she first smelled the refreshing scent of soap.
Then there is a faint powdery smell.
It must have been on Shen Huaizhou's body when he had an affair with Fu Laoliu just now.
He was sitting on the other side, looking out the window.
Seeing her coming, he slowly turned his head.
Zhong Lingyu rejected him and said in an even colder tone, "Young Marshal, if you have something to say, just say it. It's not convenient for me to be away for too long."
"Are you and Chen Tinglan very good friends?" Shen Huaizhou lit a cigarette.
Gray smoke slowly rose in the carriage, blurring his deep and reserved eyes.
Alarm bells rang in Zhong Lingyu's heart, "Why are you mentioning Tinglan?"
"Afraid I'll hurt her?" Shen Huaizhou's voice was hoarse with a puff of cigarette stuck in his throat.
It's a bit sad for no reason.
Zhong Lingyu said nothing, but looked at him warily.
The car window was lowered and Shen Huaizhou dusted off his cigarette.
He put his forearm on the car window and blew out a puff of smoke, "It won't do me any good to harm Chen Tinglan. I just want to tell you that the Chen family's business has had a big problem recently."
Zhong Lingyu's breathing was slightly stagnant, "What?"
"Chen Yunzhang didn't clean his butt when doing business. Someone caught him and the Chen family was on the verge of bankruptcy."
"This is impossible!" Zhong Lingyu denied instinctively, "Isn't the head of the Chen family the president of the Chamber of Commerce in Yuncheng?"
Shen Huaizhou said calmly: "There are people outside the world. Do you think the Chen family offended ordinary people?"
He put out the cigarette, slowly approached, raised his hand and touched her face.
There were emotions in his eyes that Zhong Lingyu couldn't understand.
"I was thinking that you and Chen Tinglan are friends...you shouldn't want the Chen family to go bankrupt." Shen Huaizhou whispered in her ear, "I am the only one who can help the Chen family."
Zhong Lingyu took a deep breath, "But you don't want to help the Chen family, do you?"
"My Lingyu is very smart." He leaned sideways and held her waist.
She lowered her eyes slightly, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers on her neck.
The body is soft and plump.
He really missed her.
He forced himself not to see her for more than half a month, and deliberately made an ambiguous scene with Fu Laoliu at the banquet to test whether she would be jealous.
But in the end, he still lost to her.
She was cold and cruel to him.
He whispered in her ear, "I really don't want to help the Chen family, after all, it won't do me any good. However, Chen Tinglan is your friend, and I can help the Chen family as appropriate."
"What about the conditions?" Zhong Lingyu raised her hand to touch his heart.
Secretly resisting his intimacy.
But Shen Huaizhou got closer.
His moist breath sprayed on the side of her neck.
The cramped carriage was ambiguous and damp.
"The condition is that you must forget all the blame for what I did in the past, and we will be the same as before." Shen Huaizhou held her neck and pressed against her forehead, "Furthermore, don't be tempted by Chen Tingze, at all. Not even my son can do it.”
