Lu Shao is cunning; Miss Nan has fallen for his tricks again.

Chapter 132 On the Eve of the Engagement
She dared not arrange for the two of them to meet rashly, in case Pei Yi suddenly lost control of her emotions and Song Jingtang might get hurt.

Song Jingyun sighed, took off her glasses, and pinched her reddened nose.

Huo Xingchuan pushed open the door with his coat and came in, only to see Mrs. Huo sitting on the sofa, sulking with a stomachache.

A hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

"Mom, what brings you here?" He reached out and loosened his tie, then unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.

"I heard the company has been very busy these past few days, so I came to see you." Mrs. Huo smiled and pointed to the sofa next to her.

Huo Xingchuan glanced at it, his heart filled with resistance. He wasn't unaware of his mother's purpose in coming here; she simply wanted to match him with Song Jingtang.

He walked to the dining table, poured himself a glass of water, took a big gulp, and said with a hint of helplessness, "Mom, I've told you, I really don't like Song Jingtang. Don't force me."

"I've thought it over, and I won't force you to do things you don't like anymore. You've grown up now, and you're not like you were when you were little." After saying that, Mrs. Huo sighed, "I won't interfere in your affairs anymore."

Upon hearing this, Huo Xingchuan paused in his hand holding the cup, a flash of joy crossing his eyes.

After her conversation with Song Jingtang today, she finally realized that she had been meddling in other people's business and being delusional all along.

If things continued like this, she feared Huo Xingchuan would hate her. She didn't want her only child to hate her.

"You seem to be doing well, so I'll head back now. Your aunt will be back next weekend, remember to come home for dinner." With that, she grabbed her bag and left.

Back in his study, Huo Xingchuan picked up Cui Tinglan's photo from the table, and a wave of longing washed over him.

His fingers carefully traced the photograph, his eyes deep and thoughtful. Cui Tinglan was indeed the woman he had loved for many years.

He knew that Cui Tinglan and that man's affair was real, but after so much time, he realized that he didn't actually care that much about it.

However, he could no longer find Cui Tinglan. Even if he did find her, the two of them would never reconcile.

Even if he still loves Cui Tinglan in the future, it will only be a memory.

"What? You're saying Zhiyan is getting engaged in a week?" Zheng Wen looked at Cheng Lu in disbelief.

Lu Cheng reacted indifferently, took a sip of tea, and said, "Hmm, my parents just called to let me know."

Zheng Wen's eyes widened. They were only told a week in advance? No matter what, they were Lu Zhiyan's elders. How could they get engaged without even meeting him?

Do they still respect their elders?
Lu Cheng glanced at Zheng Wen and said, "Stop thinking about letting Zhixi marry Zhiyan. They are not suitable for each other and will not be together."

This statement undoubtedly dashed Zheng Wen's hopes that Zheng Zhixi would marry into the Lu family.

"Why? Is it because of the difference in family background? You can marry me, so why can't Zhiyan marry Zhixi?" Zheng Wen persisted, unwilling to give up. "They just lack an emotional foundation. Zhixi is so outstanding; she's definitely the most suitable wife for Zhiyan..."

She was about to say something more when she was interrupted by the journey.

He placed the cup on the table, his voice leaving no room for argument, "Zheng Wen, you'd better understand your place. Don't even think about fighting for what isn't yours, what isn't yours."

"You'd better behave yourself. I married you, but that doesn't mean I'm going to help your family. And don't even think about stepping on me to climb up a social class. You don't have that ability." Lu Cheng said these words calmly and firmly.

He likes Zheng Wen, but that doesn't mean he'll indulge Zheng Wen in everything. He doesn't intend to compete, nor will he let Zheng Wen compete.

He knew Lu Zhiyan's methods; he might be easily crushed by Lu Zhiyan.

Zheng Wen opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

She and Lu Cheng have been married for so many years, she must know Lu Cheng's temperament. It's rare to see Lu Cheng get so angry.

"I understand," Zheng Wen said.

Lu Cheng stood up and patted Zheng Wen on the shoulder. "I hope you understand one thing: don't meddle in other people's business, especially since you're already a member of the Lu family."

Zheng Wen concealed his emotions and nodded stiffly.

Time quickly passed to the eve of the engagement banquet.

"I'll take you to see the dress for the engagement party this afternoon," Lu Zhiyan said to Nan Xu while tying his tie in front of the mirror.

Nanxu lay on the bed playing on her phone, her tone languid, "Okay, are you coming to pick me up or should I go by myself?" "I'll come back to pick you up."

"Wouldn't this be too much trouble?" Nan Xu asked, getting up.

"It's okay, the company isn't busy today." Lu Zhiyan walked to the bedside and kissed Nan Xu's forehead.

"I know, move aside, I need to change my clothes." Nan Xu pushed Lu Zhiyan away in disgust.

She hadn't washed up yet, and even if Lu Zhiyan didn't mind, she still felt awkward.

Lu Zhiyan squatted down and placed Nanxu's slippers at her feet.

"Take your time washing up, I'll go downstairs and wait for you."

Nan Xu nodded and walked into the dressing room.

After breakfast, Lu Zhiyan went to work, while Nan Xu went to the airport to pick up Yan Xiaoxiao and Xu Qinghan.

Nanxu was in a great mood today. She was wearing a white shirt, a black pencil skirt, and a festive burgundy coat. She was driving a black Mercedes-Benz G-Class.

The car was parked in the airport's underground parking garage. Yan Xiaoxiao's flight would land in half an hour, while Xu Qinghan's flight would land in forty minutes.

Nanxu watched the passersby with a bored expression, fiddling with her sunglasses in her hand.

Yan Xiaoxiao walked out of the airport with her suitcase, still dressed in a very casual and cool outfit of a crop top and black shorts.

The cold wind outside the airport was biting and piercing, kissing her skin harshly.

She quickly rubbed her arms, trying to warm herself up by rubbing them together.

She quickly took out her phone and called Nan Xu. Nan Xu looked at the vibrating phone on the passenger seat, reached out and picked it up.

"My darling Xiaoxiao, when are you landing? I'll come in and pick you up." Nan Xu's tone was light and cheerful, her heart leaping with joy.

"I...I've arrived. Which exit are you at? Send me your license plate number!" Yan Xiaoxiao asked in a trembling voice.

"Oh, I'm at Exit E2, the license plate number is... never mind, I'll just send it to you via WeChat." After hanging up the phone, Nan Xu quickly sent the license plate number to Yan Xiaoxiao.

Once Nanxu sent her the exit and license plate number, she quickly grabbed her suitcase and went to find Exit E2 and her car.

She strode to the car and knocked on the driver's side window. Nan Xu rolled down the window upon hearing the knock.

Yan Xiaoxiao's delicate, fair face, free of makeup, was revealed. "Hurry up, open the trunk."

But once she opened her mouth to speak, her face didn't seem so special or delicate anymore.

Nan Xu looked at Yan Xiaoxiao with delight, opened the car door and was about to get out, "Oh, I missed you so much!"

"If you miss me, take off your clothes and give them to me." With that, she reached out and started to pull off Nan Xu's coat.

After getting off the car, Nan Xu realized that Yan Xiaoxiao was dressed too revealingly, and her eyes were filled with shock.

They'd freeze to death.

"Here you go, here you go, here you go." With that, Nan Xu took off her coat and draped it over Yan Xiaoxiao.

She opened the trunk and helped Yan Xiaoxiao put her suitcase inside.

"Why are you dressed so lightly? Hurry up and get in the car, I'll turn on the heater for you." Nan Xu urged Yan Xiaoxiao to get in the car.

Yan Xiaoxiao got into the passenger seat without hesitation.

"Didn't you check the weather when you got back? You're dressed so lightly," Nan Xu asked as she turned on the heater.

"I saw it, but do you expect Brazil to sell trench coats?" Yan Xiaoxiao said irritably.

She forgot that Brazil only has summer.

(End of this chapter)