Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

Lu Luozhi also had his own selfish motives.

After her grandmother died, she came to Nancheng without hesitation to find the Ying family to fulfill the marriage agreement made twenty years ago, which was actually a desperate gamble.

She had no way of knowing whether the Ying family would acknowledge the marriage.

However, she had already made up her mind when she came.

She had no way out.

Grandma once said that the Ying family has a little money, enough for them to live a life of luxury. But a life of luxury isn't important; what's important is that Lu Ming can get better resources to climb the social ladder.

That was her only selfish desire.

Lu Mingshi is a good child. He should not be burdened by his family of origin, and he should not have to suffer hardships at his age.

If he hadn't dropped out of school two years ago, he would be taking the college entrance exam this year.

Although studying is not the only way out, he once said that he wanted to be a very good computer engineer and work for a world-class IT company.

As the older sister, she kept his words in mind.

So when her grandmother passed away, she didn't hesitate at all to bring him to Nancheng.

This is their only chance.

She thought it would take a long time to rekindle his passion for learning, and she patiently worked on him slowly. Who knew that after his injury, he suddenly had a breakthrough?

This is a good thing.

As long as he's willing to learn, that's fine.

Her older sister gave him her full support.

Who can blame him when he's the most sensible, well-behaved, and adorable younger brother in the world?

But now, it seems she has another selfish motive...

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Meanwhile, Ying Yuchuan was on his way to dinner with Zhou Yanjin.

This guy, having nothing better to do, suggested having dinner with me at Wangxianlou, the most famous upscale Cantonese restaurant in the southern part of the city.

It was just a meal; Zhou Yanjin often invited him out, but this time he felt that the guy seemed a little off.

The tone of his voice suggested that he was hiding something from him, but he kept urging him to hurry up, saying that he had already arrived.

They even ordered his favorite char siu pastries and other snacks, which were waiting for him.

Zhou Yanjin is someone who only cares so much about the opposite sex.

She even ordered him snacks; she must want something from him.

Or perhaps, something is plotting against him.

Zhou Yanjin had booked a private room on the third floor of Wangxianlou. Ying Yuchuan had just stepped into the elevator when he received a call from his father.

"Hey, Yuchuan, there's something I need to tell you."

"What is it?"

The number keys jump up one level at a time.

Ying Yuchuan had a gut feeling that what his father was talking about was not simple. Sure enough, as soon as he opened his mouth, his originally calm expression immediately darkened.

"Someone from the Fang family contacted me through connections, saying they wanted to talk to me about his son accidentally bumping into Sang Rou and wanted to apologize to us."

When he said the words "accidentally," Ying Huayu's tone clearly showed that he was suppressing his anger.

Old Jiang is a highly respected senior figure in the business community of Nancheng.

"He actually had the nerve to use the word 'bump' and claim it was 'accidental'! Ha, that good-for-nothing son of Fang's was clearly kidnapping and abducting someone in public, and he actually dared to say it was accidental! If it weren't for giving face to Lao Jiang, I would have cursed Lao Jiang as well."

Ying Yuchuan narrowed his eyes slightly and listened quietly as he continued.

Indeed, the fact that his father didn't scold Uncle Jiang was the greatest respect he could give to his old acquaintance.

This guy surnamed Fang really went to any lengths for his precious son, seeking favors and connections everywhere.

"But I told them I'm leaving this entirely to you. I don't care; if they want to find you, they can come after you. Yuchuan, they'll come after you sooner or later. What are you planning to do?"

It's not a matter of sooner or later; they started looking for me last night.

when--

The elevator doors opened, and we arrived at the third floor.

Ying Yuchuan stepped out of the elevator, a cold laugh on his face. As he walked, he said, "Dad, I only have one thing to say: there's no room for compromise in this matter. I want that little beast to pay with his life. No matter who pleads for him, it won't matter. I, Ying Yuchuan, am not afraid!"

His stance on this matter has never wavered.

"Yuchuan here."

Zhou Yanjin had been waiting for him at the entrance of the private room. When he saw him walking over led by a waiter, he immediately greeted him with a roguish smile.

"You scared me to death! I thought you weren't coming."

How could someone as shrewd as Ying Yuchuan not understand the subtext of his words?

Why be afraid that he won't come?

Perhaps someone is waiting for him in the private room.

His unfathomable gaze shifted from Zhou Yanjin's face to the half-closed door of the private room.

"Zhou Yanjin, you should know what kind of person I hate most in my life, right?"

The emotionless tone of the voice sent a chill down Zhou Yanjin's spine.

His eyes flickered guiltily.

"Well, of course I know... You hate people who lie to you..."

"Just knowing is enough."

Ying Yuchuan pushed open the door with a blank expression and stepped inside.

Zhou Yanjin followed behind him, slightly flustered.

"Yuchuan, let me make this clear first, don't hit me later, I was forced into this..."

What a forced situation!

In the bright and spacious private room, a large round dining table is placed in the center. The thick, light yellow tablecloth and the neatly arranged white porcelain tableware both highlight that this restaurant is a high-end place that ordinary people cannot afford.

There were other people in the private room.

Fang's father, Zhou's father, and another uncle surnamed Zhang.

Ying Yuchuan's gaze swept over them one by one.

When they saw him, their faces lit up with smiles.

However, Mr. Fang's smile clearly carried a hint of ingratiation and forced smile.

Is this what you mean by inviting him to dinner?

Ying Yuchuan shot a sharp look at Zhou Yanjin.

Zhou Yanjin was terrified by his icy gaze.

"I...I...I had no choice."

He explained to him in a low voice.

"My dad owes a favor to that guy surnamed Zhang, and now that guy surnamed Zhang is doing business with that guy surnamed Fang, he's definitely coming after my dad."

"I swear, I didn't want it to happen either. I was furious about what happened to Xiaorou, but you know, I don't have the authority to make decisions in my family..."

He was torn between his best friend and his father's orders; he was in a difficult position.

However, he had already made it clear to his father that he would only help him this once, risking being disowned by Ying Yuchuan, and that he should not contact him again.

He wanted nothing more than to beat that bastard who caused Xiaorou's hospitalization into a pulp, so why would he arrange a meeting with this scoundrel surnamed Fang?

It's really hard to repay favors.

"Zhou Yanjin, you're so good to me, putting on such a big show for me."

He replied to him in a sarcastic tone.

Zhou Yanjin grinned foolishly.

"Yuchuan, come and sit down."

Mr. Zhou greeted him warmly, "Yan Jin, tell the manager to serve the dishes; our distinguished guest has arrived."

Zhou Yanjin glanced at Ying Yuchuan's expression.

Oh my god, that's terrifying.

Zhou Yanjin turned around and went out to call the manager to serve the dishes, but was stopped by Ying Yuchuan the next second.

"No need, I'm not interested in eating. Uncle Zhou, just say what you have to say. You guys are waiting for me here, right? You must have something to say to me, right? I don't have any extra time to waste here. I'll give you five minutes. Start counting down now."

After glancing at the time on his left wristwatch, Ying Yuchuan's cold gaze swept over Zhou's father and the others, finally settling on Fang's father's face.

He warned in a calm voice, "Uncle Zhou, let me make myself clear to you. Please don't interfere too much in some matters. Otherwise, don't say that I, as a junior, am not giving you face."