And next to this celestial-like person stood Jiang Lai, a woman reeking of mundane city life.
Zhao Zhaozhao couldnât understand.
Itâs not that she didnât want Jiang Lai to have a good life, she just felt that this playboy could never provide her with a good future.
Since thatâs the case, she couldnât just stand by and watch Jiang Lai sink deeper and deeper.
"Jiang Lai, long time no see.
This gentleman... is he the one we saw by the Jiang River that day?
Hello, Iâm Zhao Zhaozhao, a good friend of Jiang Lai."
Lu Zhixing looked at her outstretched hand and then slightly smiled.
"Sorry, itâs inconvenient for me to shake hands right now."
He was holding a cup in one hand and Jiang Laiâs arm in the other, with no free hand to shake Zhao Zhaozhaoâs.
Yet these words felt like a slap, fiercely landing on Zhao Zhaozhaoâs face.
Her face burned with embarrassment, feeling utterly exposed as if she was standing there naked, not knowing what to do.
"Li Han..."
Fu Lihanâs face remained unchanged, but his eyes were filled with endless chill.
What Lu Zhixing did was no different from slapping him in the face.
Zhao Zhaozhao also knew that her face represented Fu Lihanâs face.
Lu Zhixingâs proud and arrogant attitude was clearly telling her that his status was higher than Fu Lihanâs, and possibly much higher.
Discovering this fact made Zhao Zhaozhao feel even worse than if sheâd been humiliated herself.
Jiang Lai, has attached herself to a man of even higher status than Fu Lihan.
How is that fair?
As this thought crossed her mind, Zhao Zhaozhaoâs gaze towards Jiang Lai completely changed.
"Mr. Lu, we can chalk the past up to experience, letâs drink to continue being partners in the future."
After speaking, Fu Lihan picked up a glass of wine to toast Lu Zhixing.
In front of so many people, any grudges couldnât be displayed openly.
For the long-term development of the company, as the heir, a little patience was necessary.
Lu Zhixing remained unmoved, his gaze growing colder.
"President Fu, a simple stroke of the pen to resolve everything, are you suggesting I forget your previous attempt to kidnap my sister?"
"Sister?"
Zhao Zhaozhao caught the key point. Among all of Lu Zhixingâs words, all she heard was the word "sister."
Fu Lihan also didnât expect that Jiang Lai would turn out to be Lu Zhixingâs sister.
Recently recognized?
She couldnât be his biological sister, could she?
Zhao Zhaozhao hurried over to Jiang Lai.
"Sister? What do you mean sister? What is your relationship with Mr. Lu? Why does he call you sister?"
Jiang Lai smiled without saying a word.
Since she wanted to know, Jiang Lai wasnât going to tell her.
"This is a secret I canât casually spill. Brother, Iâm a bit tired."
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhixing politely said to Fu Lihan, "I have other matters, feel free to stay," and then left.
Zhao Zhaozhao wanted to step forward and press further, but Fu Lihan grabbed her arm and stopped her.
"Jiang Lai, did you know her since childhood?"
"Yes, Iâve known her since I can remember... How could she be Mr. Luâs sister?"
Zhao Zhaozhao muttered to herself, revealing her turbulent inner thoughts.
Fu Lihanâs stern, reticent demeanor appeared very unfamiliar to Zhao Zhaozhao.
"Li Han, what does that Mr. Lu do for a living? Could he be a swindler, tricking Lai Lai?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Lihan cast a downward glance, unable to resist a slight chuckle.
"Not exactly a swindler, but indeed he made his fortune by deceiving people."
Whose ancestors havenât done some bad deeds?
Now that theyâre washed clean and aboveboard, they act as if theyâre pristine and untouchable.
So pretentious.
Zhao Zhaozhao didnât understand the implication of his last comment.
"Made his fortune by deceiving? Isnât that a swindler? Surely he wasnât involved in pyramid schemes?"
Lu Zhixing certainly didnât look like a swindler.
What is certain now is that Fu Lihan is inferior to Lu Zhixing.
And Jiang Lai is Lu Zhixingâs sister.
Unease crept into Zhao Zhaozhaoâs heart.
Because before, the huge uproar with the Jiang Family was precisely due to Jiang Laiâs background.
Cai Xian once said that Jiang Lai was adopted.
But the Jiang Family insisted that Jiang Lai was Cai Xianâs illegitimate daughter.
No matter what, Jiang Laiâs father, his identity was a mystery.
Recalling Lu Zhixingâs attitude towards Jiang Lai now...
"Why are you so concerned about Jiang Laiâs childhood?"
Zhao Zhaozhao pondered for a moment, sensitively realizing Fu Lihanâs unusual attitude towards Jiang Lai.
No matter who she was, what did it have to do with Fu Lihan?
"Itâs nothing."
"Do you think Jiang Lai is Mr. Luâs biological sister?"
Fu Lihanâs expression was intriguing, always hard to decipher, often leaving Zhao Zhaozhao in the dark about what he was thinking.
After a long pause, Fu Lihan finally muttered softly.
"Yes, she definitely is."
With that conclusion, he could understand why Lu Zhixing was so concerned about Jiang Lai.
Learning the definite answer, Zhao Zhaozhaoâs heart sank, as if the air was being sucked from her lungs.
Initially, upon arriving here, she felt lighthearted and could foresee a bright future where she no longer had to struggle at the bottom of this dark world.
But now, upon learning that Jiang Lai had transformed from an ordinary girl into a young lady of wealth overnight.
Without any effort, without pandering to others, without any flattery, she obtained a status and wealth that others could only dream of.
Called away by Fu Lihan, Zhao Zhaozhaoâs face was solemn, as if her feet were glued to the floor, each step she took painfully heavy.
The man gazed at her, as if seeing through her soul.
"Are you jealous of your best friend?"
Zhao Zhaozhaoâs heart trembled violently, instinctively shaking her head in denial.
"No, how could that be... Iâm happy for her.
I just, I just wondered why she kept these things from me.
As a friend, itâs surprising to learn such a big thing from someone else, so..."
As she spoke, Zhao Zhaozhao glanced at Jiang Lai not far away, looking deeply puzzled and saddened.
Lu Zhixing had his assistant bring over a pair of flat shoes, and no matter how significant the current occasion, stood bodily in front of Jiang Lai, shielding her from view as she switched out of her ornate high heels.
Zhao Zhaozhao had seen those shoes in fashion magazines.
They were the latest from an international brand.
When most could only view the pre-sale items in magazines, and not even the domestic counters had them, Jiang Lai was already wearing them.
The color was even a rare lake blue limited edition.
Zhao Zhaozhao stared at those shoes.
Fu Lihan noticed.
"Like them?"
"Theyâre beautiful, though I donât know what brand they are, or if theyâre expensive."
Fu Lihan responded straightforwardly.
"If you like them, buy them. As my woman, you donât need to be polite with me about such things."
Had she heard this before, she would have been delighted.
But now, she couldnât muster any joy.