Lu Qian saw Lan Zi Mei.
He was quite surprised, and a little disappointed.
He thought, he and she had made it quite clear. Lan Zimei wasn't a fool either, but the fact that she still came to pay New Year's greetings meant she was deliberately trying to make Mingzhu's life difficult.
Of course, someone of Lu Qian's status wouldn't chase people away.
He took off his coat, leaving him in a gray shirt and dark wool trousers.
He's quite polite.
The servant brought over a hot towel, and Lu Qian took it to wipe his hands.
He smiled and said to Ms. Liu, "Zhanzhi, Lan Gong came over to pay New Year's greetings. You might as well not leave. Invite your wife over for a simple meal together."

Liu's secretary was always good at working with him.

He took the towel his boss had used, smiled and said: "It's the New Year's. I won't bother Mr. Lu. I'll just go back where I came from. My wife and children are waiting for me to celebrate the New Year at home!"
Lu Qian also smiled faintly.
He leaned in, raised his voice, and called out in a natural tone: "Mingzhu, Secretary Liu is going home for the New Year later. You're not coming out to see him off? You usually call him Uncle Liu quite affectionately."
The pearl of the house, grinding teeth.
He did it on purpose, didn't he?
Knowing full well that she sided with Lan Zi Mei, he still let her come out to see them off.
But when the man spoke, she couldn't refuse him face. Besides, she didn't want to appear so cowardly.

His mouth was smeared with a mess.
It's really unbecoming of me to do this in front of the guests.
Lan Zimei looked quietly, a strange feeling passing through her heart.
She understands Lu Qian, he is a perfectionist.
Huo Mingzhu had lost so much face, she felt Lu Qian would be unable to bear it, at least he'd feel embarrassed.
As expected, Lu Qian frowned.
He pulled the girl with a face like a bun over to him and asked, "What's going on?"
Mingzhu leaned close to him.
Even on his neck, she could clearly see the tiny tooth mark from where she'd bitten him last night. She blushed, and whispered, "I burned my mouth on a meatball."
She found another excuse for herself: "Grandma fried them too well!"
Lu Qian, however, took the ointment and personally applied it to her wound. He chided her at the same time: "You're overeating and you're making excuses! You can't even apply medicine properly, like a child."
Though it was a scolding, the action and eyes were incredibly gentle.
A pearl doesn't fear him.
At this moment, she even forgot that there were other people around, her hand in his pants pocket, acting coquettishly.
Lu Qian looked down at her: "What are you messing with! It doesn't look right!"
Mingzhu laughed.
Lan Zi Mei stared silently, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
Lu Qian was actually so indulgent.
Míngmíng Hòumíngzhū, from head to toe, is nothing but beautiful. She lacks any qualities suitable for the mistress of the Lu family. Lù Qiān isn't just Mr. Lu; he's also the pillar and heart of the entire Lu family.
How to match Huo Mingzhu?
At this time, Liu's secretary took out a red envelope from her briefcase.
It's wrapped in 8,000 yuan.
"Last time I gave it to Shuoshuo, this one is for you!"
Secretary Liu is paid, so where would Mingzhu have the face to take his money.
Lu Qian, however, patted her head and said, "Take it! This is him throwing out a brick to attract jade!"
Lily's secretary smiled, "You know me best!"
Mingzhu took the red envelope.
She had no pockets, so she just stuffed herself into Lu Qian's pants pocket. This action made Lu Qian look at her a few times, and then he called the butler and casually instructed him about something.

These New Year's affairs should actually be handled by Mingzhu.
But she only plays.
Moreover, Lu Qian didn't want to trouble her, so he took care of everything himself.
The butler spoke to him, and after a moment, he suddenly seemed to remember something. He turned to Mingzhu and said, "What are you standing there for? Quickly see your Uncle Liu off, and by the way, send Blue Worker off too."
Lan Zi Mei's face was very unpleasant.
Lu Qian explained in a few words about her relationship with Huo Mingzhu.
She managed a weak smile. “I couldn't possibly trouble you, Miss!”
Mingzhu hugged Lu Qian's arm and reached for the coat on the sofa beside them, it was Lu Qian's.
She put on a cloak and tightened it: "Uncle Liu, this is for you!"
Ms. Liu smiled: "With this weather and scenery, being able to walk with a beauty like Miss Mingzhu is a wonderful thing just to think about!"
He grabbed his briefcase.
Mingzhu followed him out, and Lan Zimu had no reason to stay.
She looked at Lu Qian, with unspeakable sadness.
Lu Qian knew many people, and she was one of them.
She doesn't care about titles or recognition by his side, she just hopes that one day he'll settle down. After all, the most suitable person for him is Lan Zimei.
Never would I have expected him to fall for a little girl like that.
Even, for that girl, he was willing to leave the thing he loved most.

Lu Qian finished his instructions.
He dismissed the butler and looked at the old woman sitting beside him like a Buddha. He helplessly pulled out a cigarette, took a slow drag, and said, "How did you know?"

Once the launch mission was completed, Lu Qian resigned from all his positions.
This shocked and angered her.
How could he...how could he love Huo Mingzhu to such an extent, to the point of giving up his career just to be with her and marry her?
"Lu Qian! You are suited for your current position."
"For a clueless girl, you're going into business? Isn't it too late?"
"Can you compete with the Huo family in business?"
"Now that Mr. Lu is gone, what makes her still want to be with you?"
……
Lu Qian lit a cigarette and said softly, "None of this concerns you! Zimei, let me go, and let yourself go! Mingzhu is young but that doesn't mean she's clueless. She chose me more resolutely than anyone else!"
So he chose her.

Lu Qian pulled her hand over and looked at the wound on the corner of her mouth. He greeted the old woman: "Old lady, please help me greet her, I'll take Mingzhu to change clothes!"
The old woman nodded.
Mingzhu walked beside him, "Don't worry about being inconsiderate to your guests."
Lu Qian missed her.
He pressed her against the hallway wall, his touch light as he traced the lines of her wounds. "Does it still hurt?" he asked softly.
"No pain!"
Lu Qian let out a light chuckle, his voice softer; “I’m talking about that place. Didn’t you cry out in pain last night?”
Mingzhu blushed.
She leaned against the wall and lightly punched him in the chest.
Even in little squabbles, there's sweetness, and they even forget about Lan Zi Mei.
Lu Qian was always considerate and didn't cause any trouble. After they changed their clothes, they came out.
Lan Zi Mei is gone.

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