Chapter 332: Chapter 332
A typical example is the Future President’s Wife, naturally, some people also thought Zuo Yuqing had that kind of relationship with President Lu, but later it was revealed online that Zuo Yuqing and President Lu were only together a few years ago, and Zuo Yuqing also stated on her Weibo that she and President Lu are just good friends now, and there is absolutely no romantic relationship between them anymore.
The news of President Lu’s marriage was only revealed on the day of the registration, but it was quickly suppressed, so not many people know about it.
Where there are women, there’s gossip, and it’s the same within the company. Occasionally, when everyone gathers, they love to talk about these things. After all, being in the same company, naturally, they know more than outsiders, but everyone is also very clear that such matters should only be discussed within the company and not be taken outside.
The paparazzi are really formidable now, so naturally, it’s important to be cautious.
Tong didn’t pay attention to the young girl’s reaction and prepared to open the driver’s side door and get in.
However, the young girl seemed somewhat unable to accept it, standing still momentarily and then eventually regaining her composure, murmuring, "Isn’t Zuo Goddess in love with President Lu? Yuqing’s fans all know about this. Now that President Lu is married, isn’t Zuo Goddess heartbroken?"
The restaurant Zuo Yuqing chose was a newly opened Western restaurant located in the city center. Whether it’s the interior scene or the design style, it felt very comfortable. However, due to the expensive prices, apart from wealthy people, not many others dine there, though now there are quite a few people inside.
Zuo Yuqing was wearing a pair of sunglasses that covered most of her face and walked beside Lu Jingchen in high heels that weren’t very tall, standing about a dozen centimeters shorter than Lu Jingchen. As the two arrived at the entrance, an attentive waiter immediately came to open the door for them.
The pair walked in, greeted by the pleasant sound of piano music. There was a piano placed in a corner not far away, with a young girl in a dress diligently playing it.
"Sir, Miss, do you have a reservation?" the waiter proficiently asked with a professional smile, showing eight teeth.
Zuo Yuqing nodded and then reported her name. The waiter’s eyes lit up, glanced at Zuo Yuqing hoping for an autograph but professional ethics reminded her that now was not the time. She nodded and led Zuo Yuqing and Lu Jingchen towards the private room, saying, "Sir, Miss Zuo, please follow me."
Lu Jingchen watched the waiter leading them to the private room, his expression unchanged, and then he indifferently asked, "So you had already reserved a spot, were you certain I would join you for dinner?"
Zuo Yuqing paused, then smiled slightly and said, "I wouldn’t dare be certain you would join me for dinner. I was just thinking that since I’ve come to invite you personally, it would indeed be embarrassing if you turned me down. But considering I have a thick skin, I didn’t think that far. Even if you didn’t come, I would just find someone else to dine with me. After all, the place has just opened, and booking online is quite cheap."
"Are you short of money?" Lu Jingchen tilted his head and looked at her coolly, asking in an indifferent tone.
Zuo Yuqing paused and then replied, "Lu Jingchen, your wife isn’t short of money either, is she? But she’s also very frugal and thrifty, isn’t she? All these, I learned from your wife. I used to not even look at prices and spent money like water."
Lu Jingchen didn’t reply, thinking of Song Qiao who had suffered serious injuries, his thin lips tightly pressed together.
During this time, he probably would have to abstain.
As a vigorous young man, having just resumed [intimacy] not long ago, and now needing to abstain for so long, Lu Jingchen felt somewhat uncomfortable and it even gave him a headache.
He was thinking of ways to make Song Qiao not neglect him.
Zuo Yuqing continued, "I’ll be going abroad to film a movie in some time; it might take two or three months before I can return. When can you bring your wife out to have a meal with me?"
"In a few days," Lu Jingchen replied indifferently, but as if something occurred to him, he added, "Yuqing, domestic development is no worse than abroad. Why don’t you consider signing with CK?"
Zuo Yuqing paused, surprised by Lu Jingchen’s suggestion. Soon, they reached the private room, and the waiter opened the door for them. Zuo Yuqing didn’t speak until she and Lu Jingchen had walked into the private room and the door closed again. Then she looked at Lu Jingchen with slight disbelief and asked, "You want to sign me?"
Lu Jingchen’s expression was unchanged, but he said, "I am a businessman, I understand the pros and cons. Your reputation is booming now, both domestically and internationally. Signing you would be beneficial for both you and me. CK is planning to establish an artist agency soon, and if you join, I will arrange the best team for you."
Hearing Lu Jingchen’s words, Zuo Yuqing understood a lot, but she didn’t immediately agree, instead she smiled, "Alright, I’ll think about it."
At this moment, in the villa, Song Qiao was alone in the kitchen facing a pile of ingredients, feeling very indignant inside. Content originally comes from novel fire.net
That man was really too much, commanding her to come down and prepare their lunch before his surgery. Why should she?
Holding a kitchen knife, with a fish placed on the cutting board, Song Qiao forcefully chopped down as if the fish was that man.