Because she was addicted

Wen Jia didn't know if Shen Yu was deliberately waiting for her, or if he was waiting for Lu Chenyan to make his presence known.

In short, she didn't want to see him.

Seeing him once reminded me of how he was fooling around with Gu Nan in the hotel, and of the sanctimonious things he had said to me.

"Jiajia, I only like you. You're sensible, obedient, and clean. Unlike those people outside, who do whatever they want. I find them disgusting."

Wen Jia now finds Shen Yu quite disgusting.

She even felt disgusted with herself.

On the anniversary, she even went to the hotel where he was staying, hoping to take things further with him.

She had initially been dragged downstairs by Lu Chenyan against her will, but now she wore a captivating smile and turned her head to meet Lu Chenyan's eyes.

"Mr. Lu, what would you like to eat?"

Lu Chenyan was somewhat surprised. His deep eyes fixed on Wen Jia, then a hint of amusement crept in. He glanced at Shen Yu with interest, then turned back to Wen Jia, raising an eyebrow and flashing a bright smile.

"You decide."

This punctuation made Wen Jia's heart skip a beat.

Her brow twitched, and she forced a smile. "How about Sichuan food? Can Mr. Lu handle spicy food?"

"Sure. Lead the way."

He's from Wenjia Quzhou and can handle a lot of spicy food.

However, Shen Yu is a local of Haicheng and can't handle any spicy food. Every time they go out, Wen Jia goes along with his tastes and doesn't eat anything spicy. When she wants to eat something spicy, she secretly orders takeout from home.

She said she deliberately chose to eat Sichuan food.

The two walked past Shen Yu chatting and laughing as if nothing had happened, as if Shen Yu were nothing at all.

As the Bentley glided smoothly out of the underground parking garage, Shen Yu's figure was long gone from the rearview mirror, and Wen Jia's smile slowly crumbled.

Lu Chenyan glanced at it, his eyes darkening. "Did you two have a fight?"

"What are you saying? I'm not familiar with him," Wen Jia said, trying to salvage the situation with a straight face.

Lu Chenyan's lips twitched slightly. "Really? That's good."

Wen Jia was taken aback. "What's so good about it?"

"That means I still have a chance." Lu Chenyan grinned, showing his bright white teeth, and turned to look at Wen Jia.

"Mr. Lu, please stop teasing me. We're worlds apart, not even in the same league. I'm well aware of that."

"So, that's your reason for refusing to be my girlfriend?"

"Mr. Lu, if you insist on begging me to take care of you, I might consider it. But I'll set the price; it can't be too high."

Wen Jia turned her head and stared at Lu Chenyan, uttering harsh words.

"Tch!" Lu Chenyan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

That laugh immediately relaxed the atmosphere in the car.

Wen Jia secretly glanced at Lu Chenyan, wondering what he was thinking. He shook his head with a big smile, showing his white teeth as he pondered. The fierce aura he had exuded in the office earlier had also faded considerably.

It seems that once he leaves the company and takes off his suit, he becomes that carefree, handsome, and clean-cut college student again.

This person's face-changing skills are even better than those of Sichuan opera actors.

……

As expected, the Sichuan restaurant was packed as always, with more than a dozen tables of customers waiting ahead of them, and the waiting area outside was full of people.

"I knew it."

Wen Jia looked at the number in her hand and stomped her foot in frustration.

She had been wanting to eat this for a long time.

I was feeling down all day and just wanted to satisfy my cravings, but there were so many people, I don't know how late I'd be waiting.

Looking at Lu Chenyan again, dressed in high-end attire, he seemed quite out of place amidst the everyday bustle of the city. He was like a pristine snow mountain spirit forced to descend to the mortal realm, tainted by the dust and grime of everyday life.

Many people around him were already pointing and whispering, and many girls were secretly taking out their phones to take pictures of him. Wen Jia even saw some girls opening WeChat and eagerly preparing to come over.

"Let's go," Lu Chenyan suddenly said.

"Where to?"

Wen Jia's stomach let out a perfectly timed rumble. She looked down at it sheepishly.

She didn't eat lunch, and for afternoon tea she only ate a small piece of cake, giving the rest to Yimo and the others.

"I'll take you somewhere."

Lu Chenyan grabbed Wen Jia's hand and led her through the crowd.

A scream came from behind, "Wow, that's so cool!"

"Which male celebrity...?"

"Never seen it before!"

A black Bentley sped through the night in Haicheng, and Lu Chenyan led Wen Jia into the Nanyu Mansion.

Nanyu Mansion is a century-old establishment in Haicheng, favored by the city's elite since the last century. It is an entire estate with retro Song Dynasty architecture. Every brick and tile exudes a retro elegance, with small bridges, flowing water, pavilions and towers, making you feel as if you have stepped into the 11th century.

Lu Chenyan was clearly a regular here. As soon as he entered, a lady in ancient costume led him into a private room by the water.

The private room was decorated in the same antique style.

"Mr. Lu, what would you like to eat today?"

The ladies spoke in a soft, melodious Wu dialect, as if they came from Jiangnan.

"Sichuan cuisine. Extra spicy."

The young lady was taken aback for a moment. Eating Sichuan food here? However, Lu Chenyan's orders were clearly not to be questioned, and she only hesitated for a second before lowering her head and agreeing.

"Okay, Mr. Lu, please wait a moment."

Wen Jia was also surprised: "You came here to eat Sichuan food?"

"Isn't that a problem? Isn't the point of running a restaurant to meet the needs of customers? If I want to eat Sichuan food, they have to make it for me."

"The privileges of the rich."

Since Wenjia has come, let us make the best of it.

The environment here is beautiful. Just one meal here makes her, an ordinary wage earner, feel like she's going bankrupt. She might as well eat it, considering it compensation from Lu Chenyan for working so late.

As soon as she sat down, Wen Jia saw Lu Chenyan looking outside.

Outside lies an elegant lake, its lotus leaves swaying gently in the night breeze. The lotus flowers are not yet in bloom, still bearing buds.

Lu Chenyan's gaze was fixed on a private room across the street.

The windows of the private room were tightly closed, but the shadows of two people, a man and a woman, could be vaguely seen.

"Do you know them?" Wen Jia leaned over and asked.

Lu Chenyan didn't answer, took off his suit jacket and threw it aside, then turned and said something that made Wen Jia explode on the spot.

"This meal is on you!"

"Why should I?!"

"For what you owe me!"

"you!……"

Wen Jia felt like her heart was bleeding while eating this meal. The thought that each chili pepper was worth a hundred yuan made her wish she could pack up all the remaining chili seeds.

After paying for the meal, her face turned green.

A month's work for nothing.

Lu Chenyan, however, looked like he had eaten and drunk his fill and was in a great mood. He was so relaxed that he was practically floating as he walked, and he was even humming a little tune.

Step out of the private room.

Wen Jia spotted a figure standing by the water smoking. The man, a cigarette between his fingers, leaned against a pillar by the waterfront and exhaled a smoke ring into the open water, the faint light illuminating his handsome and noble profile.

It turned out to be Fu Huaishen, the president of their group.

In this situation, with Lu Chenyan by her side, running into President Fu would be incredibly awkward. Wen Jia was about to turn and leave when Lu Chenyan called out loudly.

"elder brother."

Fu Huaishen heard the shout and slowly turned around.

"Chen Yan? Secretary Wen?"

With a woman present, Fu Huaishen quickly stubbed out his cigarette, waved to disperse the smell of smoke, and put on a gentle smile. He pointed to the two women.

"Have you eaten?"

"Yes!" Lu Chenyan.

"No!" Wen Jia said.

The two spoke almost in unison.

Fu Huaishen was taken aback, then a knowing smile spread across his face. It was as if a patriarch had caught his two beloved children secretly doing something naughty, only to have them deny everything.

"President Fu, President Lu and I are accompanying a client," Wen Jia quickly explained.

Lu Chenyan shrugged. Calling him a client wasn't wrong, he was a "client" who slept with someone.

"Brother, are you alone?" he asked.

Fu Huaishen: "Oh, I'm also accompanying a client."

"Oh, no wonder you left so early this afternoon."

Lu Chenyan glanced inside; the private room at the end of the corridor was quiet, and he couldn't tell who was in it.

"Then we won't bother you any longer. Let's go, Jiajia, see the client off."

Jiajia?

A chill ran from Wen Jia's heels straight to the back of her head, and goosebumps rose all over her body.

She looked at Fu Huaishen, as if trying to explain something.

Fu Huaishen smiled understandingly and said, "Go ahead."

He stood in the corridor for a while, letting the wind blow on him until the smell of smoke on his clothes had mostly dissipated, before turning around and entering the private room. He bent down and picked up a sleeping little girl, about five or six years old, from the sofa, then turned to the woman and said gently:

"Let's go, I'll take you back."

The woman said in a low voice, "I'll just go out and get a taxi."

Fu Huaishen carried the child out, his tone leaving no room for argument, "Niannian knows to call me when no one picks her up from school. Can you please stop putting me at arm's length? Don't shoulder everything yourself, even if it's just for the child..."

……

Upon arriving at the parking lot, Wen Jia reached for the passenger door, only to hear Lu Chenyan snap the door shut. He then leaned halfway into the passenger seat, smiling and waving at Wen Jia through the window.

"Secretary Wen, this is enough. The client needs to go."