Madam, Your Vest Fell Again

The other Lu family members thought about it for a long time and still couldn’t figure out who “Miss Pan” was.

None of them associated “Miss Pan” with Pan Mingyue.

“Didn’t you go to the first district today? The Tong family is still waiting for our reply!” The patriarch was a little impatient.

This time, the Tong family had used all their resources to help the Lu family.

After downing a cup of cold water, Second Uncle Lu finally calmed down and calmly said to the patriarch, “Yes, I did, and I saw Lu Zhaoying there as well.”

As soon as he said this, the patriarch wanted to ask why Lu Zhaoying was there too.

But before he could ask, Second Uncle Lu immediately followed up. “He sent that girl to the first district.”

The patriarch looked up fiercely.

Slamming the cup onto the table, Second Uncle Lu said word by word, “She’s the planner of this trump card team.”

Bam—

The cup on the table was accidentally swept away by the patriarch, and it fell to the ground.

Everyone exchanged glances in the hall, rendered speechless.

The patriarch’s phone rang, but he didn’t react.

Outside, someone came in with the cell phone. “Patriarch, it’s from the Tong family. There was news of an explosion at the first district.”

Returning to his senses, the patriarch sat upright. “Go on.”

“There’s an unheard team in the neighboring city now, with six selected members inside. The news is still under lockdown and was just leaked. The quota will be released tomorrow.”

But everyone knew that if it had leaked, the news was definitely true.

This was indeed shocking news. It was rare for even one Lu family to be selected, but where had the dark horses of this six-member group come from?

“Then, what about the Tong family?” It took a long while before someone finally asked quietly.

Tong Yan was indeed excellent, and because she had liked Lu Zhaoying before, everyone thought she was a flower poking into a pile of manure.

Thus, most people in the Lu family hadn’t been opposed to this marriage, since Lu Zhaoying had always been frivolous.

But now…

The patriarch shuddered. “Let’s not interfere with the Tong family and let them develop on their own.”

Everyone knew that this trump card team would be the Cheng family and the first district’s right-hand man in the future. Wasn’t it obvious who Beijing belonged to now?

If Pan Mingyue was the planner of this team, it showed the abundance of interests for these people.

It was too difficult to be a part of these interests, and even harder to be involved with them. Forget about the Cheng family, other than Cheng Wenru who was Cheng Juan’s confidant, it was simply a fantasy to be involved with them.

As for the Qin family…

At first, most people thought that the Qin family patriarch was easy to fool and wanted to get close to him to make use of his benefits. However, who knew that this foolish patriarch would directly weave his way out and pretend to be stupid.

Shouldn’t someone in such a position pay attention to his own image with respect and dignity? He even pretended to be a fool.

As a result, the people in Beijing felt like the Qin family’s patriarch was too unpredictable. The city mansion was very deep, and it was even harder to deal with them than the Cheng family.

Thus, most people had given up trying to tie to the interests of these two families. Those who had managed to do so weren’t ordinary people, so the Lu family’s patriarch shuddered at the mere thought.

**

Regarding the six-member team of Beijing, many forces had also tracked down the news, and major detective offices were receiving a lot of orders overnight.

However, Pan Mingyue wasn’t concerned about this. While taking care of Cheng Ziyu at night, Lu Zhaoying went to Beijing University’s base to bring Song Luting back once he was done with his business.

The two of them talked about Lou Yue all the way.

When they saw Pan Mingyue busying herself in the kitchen, Song Luting asked her to come out, and Lu Zhaoying also volunteered to help.

“Brother, does this vegetable need to be washed?”

“Brother, I’ll cut it. I’m really good at it.”

“…”

While watching anime with Cheng Ziyu outside, Pan Mingyue frowned upon hearing Lu Zhaoying call him “brother”. Had Lu Zhaoying forgotten that he was two or three years older than Song Luting?

How shameless was he to call him brother?

In the kitchen, Lu Zhaoying glanced at Song Luting and found that the other party obviously found him more pleasing to the eye, and he couldn’t help but secretly send Jiang Dongye a thumbs up. Although Jiang Dongye was just a lackey, it was indeed nice to hear his sugar-coated words.

Lu Zhaoying successfully stayed in the guest room next to the study that night.

He woke up early the next morning.

Song Luting had already left, and Pan Mingyue was having breakfast, which Cheng Mu had brought over early in the morning. He was holding Cheng Ziyu and feeding him rice noodles.

After breakfast, Cheng Mu would take Cheng Ziyu to the airport to meet Qin Ran.

After finishing her milk and throwing it into the trash can, Pan Mingyue said, “I won’t be going.”

“Where are you going?” Lu Zhaoying remembered that Feng Loucheng had given her a five-day vacation.

Looking up at him, Pan Mingyue thought for a moment and then said, “I have an appointment with Feng Ci. I want to make things clear with him.”

Lu Zhaoying paused with the bowl in his hand and casually filled it with porridge two seconds later. “Oh.”

Then, he took a bun and bit it distastefully. “What kind of bun is this? There’s no taste at all.”

Putting Cheng Ziyu down to wash the baby bottle, Cheng Mu glanced at him quietly. “It’s the meat buns that Miss Chen bought.”

Lu Zhaoying: “… It’s delicious.”

**

Pan Mingyue’s meeting spot wasn’t far away, so she walked over directly.

Feng Ci had already arrived. He ordered Pan Mingyue a cup of milk tea, his whole person looking very dejected.

The two sat opposite each other.

Feng Ci held the cup in his hand and said with a wry smile, “I’m sorry.”

Pan Mingyue answered her very seriously, “You haven’t done anything wrong. This incident happened because of both of us.”

“Why didn’t you tell me back then…” Feng Ci glanced at her dejectedly, but as if he didn’t want to hear her answer, he immediately muttered, “Does Lu Zhaoying know? Mingyue, you’re unfair.”

Pan Mingyue was surprised to hear this, but her heart was undulated and calm. She took a sip of milk tea and said, “Feng Ci, do you know what my lifelong ideal is?”

“You want to be an inspector. You’ve always wanted to be an inspector since high school, so I thought you…” Feng Ci thought about that night in the bar.

Silently, Pan Mingyue just dialed Lu Zhaoying’s phone. “Do you remember the first gift you gave me?” she asked when he picked up.

His side was a little noisy, but he remembered it clearly and said, “You mean the DSLR I gave you for Christmas in your senior year? You didn’t accept it, so it’s still in my collection room. Do you want me to bring it over next time? But it’s a little outdated.”

“Why did you give me a DSLR?”

“Don’t you like photography?” Lu Zhaoying was surprised. “I saw you print out landscape films. When someone at school took pictures of the scenery, you would stop and watch for a while. You’re a person who studies hard, but you still spend time doing such things, so I figured that you must like it very much.”

Pan Mingyue smiled. “Okay.”

She had always thought that Lu Zhaoying had given her a DSLR because of Qin Ran’s recommendation, but later on, she’d discovered the truth.

After hanging up, she looked up at Feng Ci, whose blood had drained from his face.

Pan Mingyue picked up her bag. “I have someone I like. He’s good-looking, has a good family background, and a good character. I’m not worthy of him, but I still want to work hard.”

Behind, Feng Ci was completely glued to the chair. He had always thought that Lu Zhaoying was just like him, having a one-sided crush.

But now…

Pan Mingyue went out and picked up a call from Lu Zhaoying, who sounded quite worried. “Are you alright?”

“I’m okay, where are you?” Pan Mingyue shielded her eyes with her hand and looked up at the clear sky.contemporary romance

Lu Zhaoying coughed a little. “I’m at the clubhouse opposite you. My friends are all here, those you met last time. Do you want to come?”

In fact, Lu Zhaoying had only asked casually. Pan Mingyue liked the quiet, and he really thought she wasn’t going to come. So, he was prepared to go down to meet her.

Unexpectedly—

“Okay.”

**

In the clubhouse, the second-generation young masters were playing together at this time, most of whom were from Lu Zhaoying’s bureau.

“Young Master Lu, who are you picking up?” The group of people leaned over curiously when Lu Zhaoying went out. They had never seen him pick someone up so eagerly before.

Gu Mingsheng touched his chin thoughtfully.

“Third Young Master Gu, do you know who it is?” The others looked at him curiously.

Gu Mingsheng chuckled. “Could it be the kid that Young Master Lu brought over last time?”

These people had all heard about Pan Mingyue but didn’t know much about her. They hadn’t even been able to find out her name. “I know, but who is she? How come there’s no news of her at all? Third Young Master Gu, you have the best relationship with Young Master Lu. How much do you know about her?”

Gu Mingsheng thought for a while. “Not much.”

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