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Chen Mo watched her retreating figure and sighed helplessly.

"How does Sister Jingyi plan to interrogate me?"

"Let's see how you plan to explain this." Lu Jingyi turned her head slightly, her tone carrying a hint of allure. "But, you can owe me one for now."

She reached out and pushed open the heavy, vermilion-lacquered wooden door at the end of the corridor: "I brought you here tonight because someone is getting impatient."

Behind the door is an exquisite tea room built by the water.

Outside a floor-to-ceiling window lies a pond shrouded in darkness, while the aroma of tea wafts from a low table, and red wine and several exquisite late-night snacks are already laid out.

Three young people were sitting around when they heard the door open and looked in the direction of the sound.

The first to stand up was a woman in a beige dress, about the same age as Lu Jingyi, with an exquisitely beautiful face and no superfluous jewelry on her body, except for a very understated Patek Philippe on her left wrist.

"Finally decided to bring him over?" The woman smiled as she looked the two of them over. "I thought Miss Lu planned for us to know President Chen through internal briefings and financial news for the rest of our lives."

"Consort Gu".

Lu Jingyi first introduced herself to Chen Mo.

"We grew up together and now I'm in charge of strategic projects at Huaneng Industrial Investment."

"President Chen, I've long admired your name." Gu Zhaoyi extended her hand gracefully.

"Mr. Gu."

Chen Mo shook hands with her.

"There's no President Gu tonight," Gu Zhaoyi said with a smile. "Jingyi and I have known each other for over twenty years, just call me Zhaoyi."

Another woman next to her also stood up.

She had a neat, shoulder-length bob, and wore a cream-colored cashmere cardigan with a plaid skirt. She lacked the sophistication often seen in the industry, and instead appeared delicate and lovely.

Her slender white fingertips still held a half-eaten gummy candy. As she raised her hand, the jade pendant on her wrist swayed and made a crisp, light sound.

"Tang You".

Without Lu Jingyi's introduction, she took the initiative to speak, two shallow swirls appearing at the corners of her mouth.

"I conduct some policy research in ministries."

Looking at the delicate and lively girl in front of him, with candy still sticking to her hands, Chen Mo found it hard to associate her with the serious ministry.

The last person to stand up was a man in his thirties.

He was tall with neat short hair, and his sitting posture was originally very casual.

When Lu Jingyi looked over, he subconsciously lowered his crossed leg and straightened his back a bit.

"Qiao Yu".

The man took the initiative to shake hands with Chen Mo.

"Works in the public security system."

"To be precise, she's a friend who's been bullied by Jingyi since childhood."

Lu Jingyi took off her coat and handed it to the staff member by the door: "You secretly let the air out of my bicycle tires, so it's not too much to beat you up, is it?"

Qiao Yu's expression stiffened, and he said righteously, "Childhood behaviors before the age of ten have no legal or moral reference value."

"Then I'm not bullying you," Lu Jingyi said with a smile.

It was a rare sight for Chen Mo to see such a warm and genuine smile on Lu Jingyi's face.

In Hong Kong, she is the head of Genesis Capital.

In Paris, she represented Chen Mo in communicating with the most closed-off capital circles in Europe.

Back in this small courtyard, she seemed to have transformed back into a sophisticated young lady from Beijing's elite circles.

"Please sit down."

Lu Jingyi sat down next to Chen Mo.

"We're all family here, no need to be so formal."

Consort Gu poured tea for the two of them, her gaze sweeping over them.

"We know about what happened at the airport."

Lu Jingyi looked at Qiao Yu.

"Did Lao Zhou tell you that?"

"Why did you suspect me first?" Qiao Yu asked innocently. "I've been at work all day today."

"Because you have the most free time."

Tang You lowered her head and drank her tea, calmly adding insult to injury.

Qiao Yu opened his mouth, but ultimately chose to keep it closed.

Gu Zhaoyi did not continue to joke about the airport incident.

She looked at Chen Mo, her tone becoming more serious.

"Thank you for this."

"Although Jingyi looks the same as usual on the surface, we all know how much pressure she is under."

"Jingyi's affairs are my affairs." Chen Mo picked up his teacup.

None of the three were really clear about the inside story; they only vaguely knew about some of the fighting.

Seeing that the topic was getting a bit heavy, Tang You quickly asked, "Jingyi, how did you two meet?"

"Work."

Lu Jingyi's answer was very concise.

Gu Zhaoyi and Tang You stared at her intently, while even Qiao Yu wore a "see if we believe it or not" expression.

Lu Jingyi pressed her temples helplessly: "At that time, I was still at Merrill Lynch. He needed to go to Hong Kong to handle some cross-border business, and I was responsible for domestic coordination."

"That's an understatement."

Consort Gu didn't hold back in dismantling her plan.

"I remember that before that day, someone specifically asked me which shoes would go best with a white coat."

Lu Jingyi turned to look at her, her eyes dangerous: "You've got it wrong."

"Come on, I still have that photo on my phone."

"Consort Gu." There was a hint of warning in Lu Jingyi's voice.

Gu Zhaoyi tactfully stopped looking at her phone, but her face was full of smiles.

Qiao Yu grasped the key point.

"Wait a moment."

"You wore a carefully chosen outfit to pick up Chen Mo at Hong Kong airport?"

"Not Hong Kong."

Chen Mo corrected Lu Jingyi.

"She drove a red Porsche straight to my doorstep in Jiangcheng County."

The tea room fell silent for a moment.

Qiao Yu looked at Lu Jingyi with the eyes of someone looking at some rare species: "You, the dignified Miss Lu, traveled all the way from Beijing to a county in the western province just to pick up a client and take him to the airport?"

"Merrill Lynch internally verified his trading orders at the time."

Lu Jingyi remained calm.

"All the transfers of funds amounting to tens of millions of yuan came from the same account. The operator was just over eighteen years old and his household registration was still in Jiangcheng County. I just want to see for myself whether there was a problem with the back-end data or whether such a person really exists in this world."

"So you volunteered?" Tang You asked with a smile.

"Yes," Lu Jingyi readily admitted.

"When she got out of the car that day, everyone in the neighborhood was staring at her."

Chen Mo recalled: "A white coat, stilettos, and a red Porsche—that certainly didn't seem like something you'd see in Jiangcheng County."

Gu Zhaoyi understood the implication: "Has President Chen seen it?"

"Of course," Chen Mo replied calmly.

"I only glanced at it."

Lu Jingyi continued the second half of the sentence.

She still remembers to this day how she appeared before Chen Mo after careful preparation.

From the moment the boy got off the bus until he reached out his hand, there was not a trace of hesitation or amazement in his eyes.

That composure and control far beyond his years was what truly made her fall for him.

"What was President Chen's assessment at the time?" Gu Zhaoyi pressed.

"Beautiful, professional, and has a strong presence." Chen Mo turned his head to look at Lu Jingyi, a slight smile playing on his lips. "And... you're quite curious?"

"It seems that President Chen has observed carefully as well." Lu Jingyi's lips curled up.

"And after we get to know each other?" Tang You asked.

"I went to Hong Kong, set up a company, and worked on several projects together."

Lu Jingyi glossed over what happened next.

There's no need to go into those deals that could shake up global markets here.

Gu Zhaoyi, however, continued with a mischievous smile, "Who fell in love first?"

"Next question," Lu Jingyi answered decisively, without any hesitation.

Qiao Yu couldn't help but chuckle.

"Isn't the answer already obvious?"

Lu Jingyi glanced at her coldly.

Qiao Yu picked up his teacup and quickly lowered his head.

"I didn't say anything."

Tang You looked at Chen Mo: "Is Mr. Chen still a freshman in college?"

"right."

"Eighteen years old?"

"I'm nineteen."

Qiao Yu clicked his tongue twice and looked at Lu Jingyi: "No wonder you never wanted to bring him out to meet us before."

"What do you mean?"

"Afraid we'll call you an old cow—"

Before he could finish the last word, "grass," Qiao Yu swallowed it back under Lu Jingyi's murderous gaze: "I'm afraid we old bones won't be used to the pace of young people."

Gu Zhaoyi and Tang You laughed so hard they were shaking.

Lu Jingyi ignored him and turned to Chen Mo: "Regretting coming in with me?"

"It's alright." Chen Mo took her hand, which was resting on the sofa. "At least it showed me another side of President Lu."

Lu Jingyi's fingers tightened slightly, but she didn't pull away.

Looking at their clasped hands, Gu Zhaoyi suppressed her teasing smile and said seriously, "Chen Mo, Jingyi rarely brings people outside of work into our circle. Since you're here today, we're all friends from now on."

Tang You nodded.

Qiao Yu also stopped joking and took out his phone to exchange private numbers with Chen Mo.

The group did not ask Chen Mo how many companies he owned, nor did they discuss the recent financial crisis.

The rest of the time was mostly spent with Gu Zhaoyi and Qiao Yu recounting Lu Jingyi's childhood stories, with Tang You occasionally adding a comment.

Lu Jingyi tried to interrupt several times, but Chen Mo stopped her with a smile each time.

He saw the real Lu Jingyi for the first time.