Let her be arrogant

Chapter 16 Blessing
  【Xi Yu...】

Sheng Lanqing carefully edited the text message and sent it: [Aren’t you going to wish me a Happy New Year? 】

The slightly drunken sunshine casts a bright halo in the room, and the hands of the vintage brass wall clock rotate rhythmically, making a ticking sound.

Xi Yu had just finished a cross-border online meeting and stirred the black coffee in the porcelain cup with a copper spoon. His face looked even more dangerous and beautiful in the hazy smoke.

"your message."

Wen Yu knocked lightly on the half-open door a few times, and after receiving Xi Yu's signal, he quickly walked in.

He put Xi Yu's cell phone on the table with both hands, then took off his dark blue suit jacket and handed it over.

"You have a meeting in half an hour."

Xi Yu nodded.

He has been extremely busy since he took over the Xi family's original business.

The further development of foreign markets and the special circumstances of some partners here require his own hands-on work.

When the screen of the mobile phone cooled down, there was a photo of a clay sculpture of a Kunqu opera student with rough workmanship.

The pink sleeves, the peacock blue belt, and the mole on the baby's left cheek are particularly familiar.

Sheng Lanqing made this doll for him. As soon as he learned a little bit about it, he couldn't help but show off.

So ugly...nothing like him at all.

In the end, Sheng Lanqing personally smashed all the things given to him and threw them away.

Xi Yu's eyes stayed on it for a few seconds before clicking on the message.

Sheng Lanqing: [Xi Yu, aren’t you going to wish me a happy New Year? 】

He really didn't plan to.

The lower the sunk cost, the easier it is to give up.

"Book me the nearest flight ticket and I'll go back after I finish my work here."

Xi Yu put the phone upside down on the table and gave Wen Yu instructions.

His slender knuckles tapped thoughtfully on the ink-colored tabletop, looking even more like cold jade, alluring.

Wen Yu buried his head even lower, not daring to take another look.

Mr. Xi had a beautiful face that was even more beautiful than a woman's, and few people could restrain their biological astonishment.

But... it just so happens that Mr. hates others treating him like this.

It had been snowing for several nights, and the big trees on the streets of Sioux City were covered with thick snow, and only a little bit of cold sunshine came out.

Sheng Lanqing hugged a pillow at Teacher Gu's house, chatted with his wife for a few days, ate a lot of roasted sweet potatoes, and then decided to return to City B.

"You can wait for me to go back with you."

Gu Huairuo drove her to the airport in the same black Lamborghini that girls were said to like.

He felt a little regretful and continued: "If I hadn't accompanied my mother back to my hometown to visit her grave, I wouldn't have stayed here any longer."

"This is not called delay."

Sheng Lanqing looked at him before getting out of the car and said seriously: "I am very happy to be able to clearly understand where I come from and where I belong."

Teacher Gu has always been very kind to her, but there is a lot of pity in it.

And the appreciation of her talent in Kunqu Opera.

This is conditional love.

She will not be unreasonable and picky, but she will be afraid that something will go wrong one day and she will not be worthy of such care.

Gu Huairuo was different.

"Brother Huairuo, they are much more important than me."

The plane arrived in city B in the afternoon.

Sheng Lanqing received Lu Lin's express delivery before she even opened her luggage at the hotel. The hotel staff brought them over for her. They were all medicinal materials that were not popular on the market, but could not go wrong, such as ginseng and deer antlers.

Packaged in festive red velvet, it has the perfect nouveau riche vibe.

Lu Lin has never been influenced by the culture of elegance and subtlety for most of her life, and she still uses the same old methods in the market.

This is indeed an annual gift that ordinary people would be surprised by, but the elders of the Song family might feel humiliated.

"Did you sign for the express delivery?"

As soon as Sheng Lanqing put the box aside, she received a call from Lu Lin. Her voice was hoarse afterward, with a hint of feminine charm at the end.

"Your father has already agreed that Song Shiyu will come to pick you up later."

When Lu Lin said this, she suddenly paused, and then there was a low cooing, and there was a faint man's voice.

Sheng Lanqing couldn't help but sneered, and then felt a little sick.

Coupled with the fatigue caused by traveling and traveling, my temples began to hurt.

She is not an inexperienced girl who would blush at the slightest flirting sound.

It's just that Lu Lin's mother status, but she has no intention of protecting her face in front of her, is really disgusting.

From childhood to adulthood, Lu Lin has been more like a mature woman in front of Sheng Lanqing, not a mother, let alone a friend.

"You have to be careful," Sheng Lan said coldly, "If someone accidentally loses his life, what do you think Sheng Cangting will think?"

That man is a typical male chauvinist. He wants to make the best use of the daughter he has never raised, and will not tolerate the slightest disobedience.

Not to mention a woman like Lu Lin who has an open lover's identity.

Lu Lin hesitated for a moment, then seemed to get up and walk outside the house, carefully closing the door.

She lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and then said, "I have considered what you said last time. If I give birth to another son for Sheng Cangting, I might have the hope of ascending to the throne."

Sheng Lanqing asked, "So?"

Lu Lin seemed to be satisfied with her success, and directly stated her thoughts: "Just listen to your father, so that I can find an excuse for him to come see me. You have a younger brother, so you can rely on him, right?"

rely?

This is indeed what Lu Lin, who was born in a family that values ​​boys over girls, can say.

Sheng Lanqing was speechless for a long time.

She didn't even think about it. If the man was reliable, how could she still find ways to make money from Sheng Cangting?
  Mrs. Sheng, who was originally a rich and famous lady of the Sheng family, still needs to battle wits and courage with a bunch of young women at an age that should be peaceful and happy?

"I can help you."

Sheng Lanqing's eyes sharpened, and he stated the conditions slowly: "I want money, at least 10 million."

She wants to open a Kunqu Opera studio, produce some peripherals, and use short videos, live broadcasts and other means to promote Kunqu Opera culture.

But she really doesn't have any business acumen.

Not only does it require a lot of costs, but you also have to set aside funds for trial and error.

In order to be free from the influence of anyone in the end, Sheng Lanqing must reach a higher level both in the field of Kun Opera and in terms of external influence.

"What does a little girl like you need so much money for?"

Lu Lin's voice suddenly became sinister, with some signs of breaking.

"The money you make from performing all day long is not enough for you? And that eldest son of the Song family..."

Lu Lin snorted dissatisfied: "It's been so long and you still haven't gotten any money from him? It's useless!"

Mentioning to someone like Lu Lin that "a gentleman loves money and gets it in a wise way" won't work.

What's more, she now has the delusional idea of ​​taking money from Lu Lin.

Sheng Lanqing said calmly: "Mrs. Sheng's position is not worth ten million?"

(End of this chapter)