When Tang Ruochu got home from the Yings’ place, it was already ten at night. The moment she stepped into the house, she saw Lu Shijin sitting in the living room, waiting for her. Lu Shijin, who heard sounds of movement, turned over and looked at her warmly. "Why are you back so late?" "I was worried about Xiaoxiao." Tang Ruochu slowly walked to his side and sat down. She then put her head on his shoulder and slowly closed her eyes, looking rather exhausted. Only the sound of the old wall clock could be heard in the huge living room as Lu Shijin raised his hand to hold her shoulder and gently caress it. After a while, she asked, "Shijin, how's the investigation going?" Lu Shijin was silent, and he did not immediately answer her. As she did not hear a reply from him even after some time, Tang Ruochu opened her eyes and turned to look at his well-defined jaw with a frown. "Is there something wrong?" Lu Shijin uttered a soft "yeah" and did not say anything more. Furrowin
She slowly closed her eyes and softly said, "Yes, everything will pass."…Shen Mofei's attitude was as firm as ever, and he made Grandpa Shen both angry, as well as stumped, at the same time. He thought that with his ill condition, that brat would at least compromise with him, but he did not. That made him angry and troubled. That Song Anyi was a lot more important to that stinking brat than him now. Xu Wenjing noticed that Grandpa Shen had been sullen for the past few days, and she knew it was because of her third brother, so she took the initiative to look for Shen Mofei. When she saw Shen Mofei and Song Anyi walk out of the Times building, her eyes dimmed slightly. The moment they saw her, both Shen Mofei and Song Anyi stopped simultaneously. She walked over and asked, "Third Brother, is it convenient for you to talk with me?" Shen Mofei turned and glanced at Song Anyi before he rejected her request, "It’s probably inconvenient." Song Anyi knew that Xu Wenjing had
Uncle Ying's matter proved more difficult to resolve than expected. Lu Shijin tried to use his connections, but all of them chose to stay away and were unwilling to get involved. After he ran into several dead ends, Lu Shijin began to feel a little frustrated. He had originally thought that the old man's influence would never reach Beining, but now, it seemed that he had taken him too lightly. Clearly, this time around, the old man would not stop until he reached his goal. Tang Ruochu walked into the study with a glass of milk in hand and saw Shijin frowning as if there was something particularly difficult to handle. Pursing her lips, she tiptoed over quietly. Gently placing the milk on the table, she looked at him with concern and asked probingly, "Shijin, did something happen?" Lu Shijin looked up at her, and his lips twitched a little. "Nothing happened." Then, he asked, "Why aren’t you asleep yet?" Tang Ruochu sighed helplessly. "So many things have been happening lat
Lin Xuezhi smiled slightly, lifting the coffee cup to her lips and taking a sip. She then turned to look at the bustling street outside the French windows, seemingly not in a hurry to tell Tang Ruochu her purpose. Tang Ruochu did not rush her as well and showed considerable patience. After a while, Lin Xuezhi gradually turned her head and placed the coffee cup back on the table. She raised her eyelids and looked at Tang Ruochu's face. "Ms. Tang, I trust that you’ve seen the determination Shijin’s father possesses. You think Shijin can fight against him alone?" "I have faith in Shijin." What a concise, yet naive answer. Lin Xuezhi chuckled and shook her head. "Ms. Tang, don't you know that Shijin has not made any progress on the Ying Family’s case over the past two days?" Tang Ruochu frowned a little and stared at her coldly without a word. The smile on Lin Xuezhi's face grew deeper. "All of you are just too young and no match for Shijin's father." "This is Beining, not
Although Tan Ruochu did not believe what Lin Xuezhi had said, the moment she recalled Shijin's rather grim expression from the night before, she could not help but wonder if he had really run into a problem. She originally planned to return to her company, but she quickly made a U-turn at the intersection ahead and drove in the direction of Thunderbolt Group. She needed to ask Shijin personally if he was really at a loss on Uncle Ying's matter as Lin Xuezhi had claimed. Since she had not made an appointment in advance, the front desk did not allow her to go in directly. Instead, they notified someone in the president's office. Mu Ling came down to pick her up in the end. As she walked into the elevator with Mu Ling, she thoughtfully looked at the man who had always been with Shijin. Mu Ling felt the gaze from the president's wife and frowned uncomfortably. He then turned to look at her. "If you’d like to ask me anything, please do not hesitate." "Really?" Tang Ruochu look
Fearing that worry would plague him, she quickly added, "She’s back for the same matter as last time." "She's still not giving up, eh." A mocking smile appeared on Lu Shijin's lips. Tang Ruochu bit her lower lip lightly with some hesitation in her expression. She then took a deep breath and said, "Shijin, she also said that you won’t be able to resolve Uncle Ying's matter this time around." As Tang Ruochu explained, she widened her eyes to stare at him as if she was trying to detect something from his face.She had no idea if he had hidden it too well, or there really was nothing wrong. She only saw him looking at her calmly. "Is that so? You believe her?" "I don't." Tang Ruochu shook her head. "I believe you." When Lu Shijin heard her words, the fog in his heart was swept away, and a faint smile spread across his lips. A faint glow shimmered in his dark eyes, which were fixed on her. "Thank you for your trust, wifey." Tang Ruochu raised her eyebrows. "Trusting you is what
The moment she heard Xu Wenjing mention the issue of Grandpa Shen pretending to be sick, Song Anyi smiled. "Ms. Xu, regardless of whether the sick act was a last resort or not, all of you deceived Mofei. It's only natural that he would be angry." "I know," Xu Wenjing continued in an anxious tone. "I know Third Brother has the right to be angry, but Grandpa also knows that he’s in the wrong. They are family and shouldn't be holding grudges against each other." Seeing her in such distress, Song Anyi pursed her lips and demurred for a moment before she said, "Okay, I'll try to persuade Mofei to meet Grandpa." Xu Wenjing was overjoyed, and she thanked her profusely, "Thank you, Ms. Song. Thank you so much..." "Don't thank me." Song Anyi raised her hand to stop her from thanking her. "I'll persuade him, but it's ultimately his decision to go over or not." Xu Wenjing shook her head. "It's okay. I know that Third Brother will listen to you." Song Anyi smiled and said nothing more.
The cold wine slid down her throat and into her stomach, kicking up a burning sensation in the process. It caused her to twist her brows slightly as the discomfort hit her. At the same time, there was an inexplicable exhilaration that came with it. Not long after, she raised her head and took another big mouthful. How she wished she could get drunk, and how much she wished that once she woke up, everything would just be a dream. Her father had not been taken away, and her home was still as perfect as ever. The more she thought of her father and those who were unwilling to help, the sadder and angrier she became. So, she drank and drank until she collapsed in the bar in a drunken stupor. When Lu Shengyao received a call from the bar, he was totally shocked. However, the moment he heard what the other party told him, his expression instantly turned sullen. What was the time now? She went outside to drink?! The second he walked into the bar, he saw a figure lying on the ba