Chapter 666 The Child Bride's Delusional Dreams (4)
Chapter 666 The Child Bride's Delusional Dreams (4)
Jiang Xing followed Mu Zhou into a restaurant near the school.
The restaurant was understated, not particularly luxurious, and not crowded.
But the environment is elegant and tasteful.
The restaurant's seating consists of small cubicles separated by screens and curtains.
The figures and sounds were blurry and indistinct, neither clearly visible nor distinct.
Mu Zhou glanced around and asked the waiter:
"Is there a spot near the winding stream where wine cups float?"
"Yes, please come with me."
Near the back of the restaurant, there is a replica of a small winding stream, which is very popular, and people will specifically request a spot there.
It's normal for Mu Zhou to have this request.
After the two sat down, a gentle breeze lifted the curtain of the seat diagonally opposite them, and the person inside glanced out, their eyes pausing slightly.
The school leaders noticed his expression and cautiously asked:
"Director Lu, is it because the food doesn't suit your taste?"
Lu Lin regained his senses and calmly said:
"No, it tastes good."
The school leaders were finally relieved.
The newly appointed Director Lu is young and promising, comes from a distinguished family, and what's rare is that he is not arrogant.
He said a few more flattering words, but Lu Lin's expression remained indifferent.
On the other side, Mu Zhou and Jiang Xingcai sat down, and Shang Henian arrived.
He casually pulled back the curtain and plopped down next to Mu Zhou.
He looked up and his face showed some confusion.
He then realized that Jiang Xing was imitating him.
Shang Henian instantly understood Jiang Xing's ulterior motives. He raised an eyebrow sarcastically and bluntly exposed them:
"Jiang Xing, do you know how long Dolly the cloned sheep lived?"
Mu Zhou didn't understand why he suddenly brought up cloned sheep, and curiously replied:
"It seems like it's been 6 years. Why are you asking this?"
Shang Henian smiled:
"Just a reminder to some people: clones are all short-lived."
Mu Zhou instantly understood, and was somewhat speechless.
Jiang Xing also realized what was happening, and his expression changed.
In fact, Jiang Xing and Shang Henian didn't get along well when they were young, so although the two families had a good relationship, they didn't interact much.
A few years ago, they almost got into a fight over some trivial matters, but fortunately they were stopped in time.
Being ridiculed again, Jiang Xing naturally couldn't stand it.
"Did you, Young Master Shang, buy out this style of dressing? No one else can wear it?"
Whether you deliberately imitated someone or not, you know it in your heart.
As soon as Shang Henian saw Jiang Xing break down, he knew he had hit the nail on the head. He smiled disdainfully and looked at Mu Zhou.
"You have poor taste. You can only find a cheap stand-in. But then again, there's no such thing as a high-class stand-in like me in this world."
His smug look was incredibly annoying.
Mu Zhou was utterly speechless.
Since Jiang Xing was introduced by her grandfather, she naturally had to protect him.
So she gently advised:
“Brother Henian, you’re being too domineering, and your words are too harsh.”
Upon hearing that Mu Zhou sided with the other party, Shang Henian's expression immediately changed:
"Fine, you're already turning your back on us before anything's even started?"
Jiang Xing felt much better when he saw Mu Zhou facing him.
"Shang Henian, stop this nonsense. If you have any complaints, take them out on me, don't talk about Mu Zhou."
"Fine, I'm after you. Come out here if you dare. We haven't even had that fight yet."
"Row."
Seeing that the two looked like they were about to fight, Mu Zhou quickly said:
"What are you doing?"
"Never mind that, it's our past grievances."
Shang Henian got up and went to the backyard, and Jiang Xing followed him:
"Don't worry, I'll be back in a bit."
Mu Zhou couldn't stop them and stood outside blankly, just then he heard a familiar voice coming from diagonally opposite.
She hesitated for a moment before stepping forward. Just then, someone came out, and Mu Zhou blocked the curtain to look inside.
Sure enough, she saw that familiar face:
"Little uncle..."
She was both surprised and timid, biting her lower lip in embarrassment.
"Uncle, could you do me a favor?"
Lu Lin's gaze swept over.
The others looked confused, but they didn't immediately kick them out.
Seeing that the little girl at the door was so anxious that tears were welling up in her eyes, Lu Lin stood up and said to the person beside him:
"excuse me."
As soon as the other person came out, Mu Zhou told him everything in a short and concise manner:
“Jiang Xing and Shang Henian are fighting. I can’t stop them. Uncle, they’ll definitely listen to you. Go and try to persuade them.”
Looking at the anxiety on Mu Zhou's face, Lu Lin couldn't quite tell what was going on.
Has this little girl gone too far?
Scared?
He hadn't heard clearly in the private room, and this kind of occasion was very boring for him; he rarely had time to concentrate.
All that could be heard was Shang Henian's nonchalant provocation and the soft, weak voice of a young girl trying to mediate.
I figured it was probably Shang Henian and Jiang Xing who were about to make a move.
He was still wondering whether the little girl would feel proud or worried about getting two men to fight over her.
To everyone's surprise, the little girl came running after the sound the next second.
She's got some nerve, actually wanting him to clean up her mess.
Lu Lin lowered his head and stared at her intently for several seconds before finally looking away and saying calmly:
Where did they go?
"It's in the backyard, Uncle, you should go there quickly."
Mu Zhou wiped his eyes and led him to the backyard.
At this moment, Shang Henian and Jiang Xing were engaged in a fierce battle.
Lu Lin stopped on the steps, looking quite like an elder, but deep in his eyes was complete indifference.
"stop."
His voice was slightly cold and thin, not loud, but hard to ignore.
Shang Henian caught a glimpse of Lu Lin out of the corner of his eye and immediately stopped.
Even with his back turned, Jiang Xing recognized the leader's voice and quickly loosened his grip on Shang Henian's collar, stepping aside.
The two of them stood obediently in a row, like children caught fighting by their teacher.
"Little uncle."
"Director Lu."
Both of them sounded somewhat guilty.
Lu Lin stood on the steps, looking down at them.
He opened his lips slightly:
"How pathetic. At your age, you still need to fight to solve problems."
The two of them instantly blushed with embarrassment.
Although Lu Lin wasn't much older than them, he had acted like an adult since he was a child.
In addition, his position was high enough at the time, so he was quite authoritative.
His mild reprimand was enough to make them feel ashamed.
Mu Zhou stood behind him, looking at his tall and slender back, her eyes flickering slightly.
Seeing the awkward situation, she stepped out from behind Lu Lin and said to Jiang Xing:
"Senior, I'm really sorry about today. I'll treat you to afternoon tea another day. You can go home now."
She gently tugged at Jiang Xing's sleeve and lightly touched his arm, signaling him to leave first.
Lu Lin is his superior, so it wouldn't be good for him to stay.
Jiang Xing understood, so he nodded and said:
"Then I'll go first."
He bid farewell to Lu Lin again, and reluctantly prepared to leave. Mu Zhou paused for a moment, then chased after him:
"Wait a minute, senior. There's blood in the corner of your mouth. Let me ask the front desk if they have any iodine or alcohol. You can apply some medicine first."
Then she led him to the front desk.
Shang Henian pressed his tongue against his cheek, his chest heaving with anger.
He was clearly injured too, was Mu Zhou blind?!
Lu Lin didn't want to get involved in childish emotional entanglements, but thinking of Shang Henian's grandfather, he gave him a word of advice:
"Think things through before you act, so as not to put your grandfather in a difficult position."
Shang Henian's arrogance vanished instantly:
"Okay, Uncle."
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