Zhou Qi first made a phone call to the Secret Garden for confirmation.
When his young master was to grace a woman with his presence, naturally, he had to instruct the staff at the Secret Garden to clean Lu Xiaoyou up, have her obediently lie in bed, and wait for his young master to take his pleasure.
“Master Long, Mr.
Bai said that Lu Xiaoyou hasn’t come back yet,” Zhou Qi said this sentence and then saw Long Xiliang’s brows furrow, while the temperature inside the car seemed to drop several degrees.
Zhou Qi suddenly realized that he had been too clever for his own good!
When Long Xiliang mentioned going to the Secret Garden, it might have been to see Shi Yan.
How could it possibly be to pay a visit to Lu Xiaoyou!
Was his boss the kind of man who indulges in carnal desires!
“Contact Lu Xiaoyou’s driver,” Long Xiliang ordered coldly.
“…” The boss was no longer the man he knew!
Zhou Qi quickly checked the driver who had taken Lu Xiaoyou home.
“Lu Xiaoyou and her family have gone to attend the charity dinner held at the Leston Hotel.”
She said she wanted to go home to take a look, yet she ended up at a charity dinner?
Zhou Qi felt his boss’s aura grow colder and colder; he contemplated whether to have someone snatch Lu Xiaoyou from the charity dinner scene.
Long Xiliang let out a sigh, “Go to the Leston Hotel.”
Zhou Qi had just casually checked, and the charity dinner held at the Leston Hotel wasn’t noteworthy at all.
His boss shouldn’t be going to such a place.
“Master Long, going to a crowded place wouldn’t be good for your health condition,” Zhou Qi ventured.
Long Xiliang lifted his eyelids, shooting a glance over that immediately made Zhou Qi’s voice quiver.
Without speaking, he just stared at his assistant with a chilling gaze, leading Zhou Qi to hurriedly instruct the driver to change course toward the Leston Hotel.
Zhu Ti was about to snort with irritation as, during the dinner, no fewer than ten people had approached Lu Xiaoyou to strike up a conversation, with several attendants constantly surrounding her.
Zhu Ti asked an attendant for a glass of champagne, but was ignored.
“Mrs.
Zhu, is that Zhu Ti’s friend?” the wealthy ladies asked curiously about the incredibly attractive Lu Xiaoyou, inquiring to Yuan Lan.
Yuan Lan smiled somewhat awkwardly, “She is Chengshou’s daughter with his ex-wife, and her name is Lu Xiaoyou.”
The wealthy ladies were surprised; the Zhu Family actually had another daughter, and they had never heard about her.
Lu Xiaoyou stood to one side, gently sipping champagne from her glass.
“Mrs.
Zhu, how old is your daughter this year?”
“Does she have a boyfriend yet?”
The wealthy ladies all harbored thoughts of finding a match for Lu Xiaoyou.
Lu Xiaoyou heard Zhu Ti grinding her back teeth, and couldn’t help but want to laugh.
Zhu Ti, who was average in looks, hadn’t had any of Yuan Lan’s wealthy friends consider finding her a match.
“Xiaoyou and Titi are the same age, but as for her current job, I’m afraid you might not…
appreciate it…” Yuan Lan said with some difficulty.
“Didn’t Xiaoyou go to college?”
“What does she do now for a living?”
As the wealthy ladies pried with a barrage of questions, Lu Xiaoyou saw Zhu Ti suddenly walk to one side and talk to several rich young ladies of her age.
Whatever Zhu Ti said to them, those young ladies looked disdainfully over at the Chanel bag in Lu Xiaoyou’s hand.
Lu Xiaoyou pretended not to notice their stares.
Five or six young heiresses approached, led by Xu Wan, the scion of Huarui Group that organized this charity dinner.
With the young heiresses standing in front of her, the eyes of the wealthy ladies were also drawn their way.
Xu Wan glanced at the bag in Lu Xiaoyou’s hand and scoffed, “Bringing a fake bag to a dinner hosted by my family, aren’t you being a bit too outrageous?”